<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598</id><updated>2012-01-27T19:13:55.981-08:00</updated><category term='Stork'/><category term='Home Improvement'/><category term='Henry'/><category term='Madisyn'/><category term='Aunt Kristen'/><category term='4-H'/><category term='Dairy'/><category term='Fly on the Wall'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='Lifestyles of the insane'/><category term='Uncle Billy'/><category term='Mrs. Janet'/><category term='Newborn'/><category term='Y1-U1-W2'/><category term='Mr. Jamie'/><category term='Field Trip'/><category term='Raegen'/><category term='Playing Politics'/><category term='Budgets'/><category term='Online deals and steals'/><category term='Grandpa'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Griffin'/><category term='Lewis Family'/><category term='Feeling Domestic'/><category term='Joey'/><category term='Nursing'/><category term='Homebirth'/><category term='contest'/><category term='Uncle Justin'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Musical Stylings'/><category term='Fishing'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='Mamaw'/><category term='Daddy'/><category term='Weddings'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Breech Birth'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Playtime'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Y1-U1-W4'/><category term='Mr. Mark'/><category term='Billy'/><category term='Blog Friends'/><category term='Snow Day'/><category term='Y1-U1'/><category term='Blog Keeper Meme'/><category term='Austen'/><category term='Walgreens'/><category term='Vax News'/><category term='Bible Study'/><category term='Church'/><category term='Mrs. Jessica'/><category term='Mimi'/><category term='Uncle Kirk'/><category term='Holy Sews'/><category term='Sew Darlin&apos; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kcZa8g8VkkU/Tw-eKT6AauI/AAAAAAAAFXc/OklIDqHGCVw/s1600/IMG_1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kcZa8g8VkkU/Tw-eKT6AauI/AAAAAAAAFXc/OklIDqHGCVw/s320/IMG_1852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Has the time flown by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You finally broke 15 lbs. You are 27.5 inches tall. You can still wear 6 month clothing but most of your Christmas clothing is 12 month so we roll up the sleeves. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You started crawling on November 9&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know share a room with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got your first birthday card and it was from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mammie&lt;/span&gt; and Granddaddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EBDuzYwdT1A/Tw-eKagKvTI/AAAAAAAAFXk/9CaDi-Pg0kk/s1600/IMG_1857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EBDuzYwdT1A/Tw-eKagKvTI/AAAAAAAAFXk/9CaDi-Pg0kk/s320/IMG_1857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;You thoroughly enjoyed your birthday supper of all your favorite foods - chicken, bread, green beans and mac &amp;amp; cheese. Don't forget the brownie! You have a think for chocolate already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been a little cranky, I think teeth are on their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Daddy, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Unc&lt;/span&gt; and Nana, you were in your first parade. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Witcher&lt;/span&gt; Auctions "bid" everyone a Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoyed three Thanksgiving meals last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kM085boQLHs/Tw-eKmXzSxI/AAAAAAAAFX0/dsqMgL8-Stk/s1600/IMG_1871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kM085boQLHs/Tw-eKmXzSxI/AAAAAAAAFX0/dsqMgL8-Stk/s320/IMG_1871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You celebrated your birthday with a Tea Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sissy even bought you a tea set to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;commemorate&lt;/span&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:51456/40c2b8f31342dbdca286fec357996798/image/9ee05649b2bc27f2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://localhost:51456/40c2b8f31342dbdca286fec357996798/image/9ee05649b2bc27f2.jpg?size=320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Eleven months old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You haven't grown much physically the last month but your personality has!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got to help &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mammie&lt;/span&gt; celebrate her birthday today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been to the ocean and didn't really care for the water but apparently sand tastes pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:51456/40c2b8f31342dbdca286fec357996798/image/3a12ad4bae10cd89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://localhost:51456/40c2b8f31342dbdca286fec357996798/image/3a12ad4bae10cd89.jpg?size=320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You only cry in the van if &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; isn't there. Otherwise you never fuss. I think when you can't see anyone, you think you are all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You "crawl" backwards but don't have the forward motion down yet, it's coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such a joy and are so easy going. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You "babble" a lot and I love it when you and Henry have little conversations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You still love that thumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:51456/40c2b8f31342dbdca286fec357996798/image/87e9cecf12f5e984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://localhost:51456/40c2b8f31342dbdca286fec357996798/image/87e9cecf12f5e984.jpg?size=320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-8254141019620988643?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/8254141019620988643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/11/mary-claire-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8254141019620988643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8254141019620988643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/11/mary-claire-you-are.html' title='Mary Claire you are'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-1812623856552452677</id><published>2011-10-09T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T08:57:42.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire you are TEN months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oN_UFHGcfC0/TpRln97CBbI/AAAAAAAAFWU/kgmwNR0LPIg/s1600/IMG_9948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662262368823018930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oN_UFHGcfC0/TpRln97CBbI/AAAAAAAAFWU/kgmwNR0LPIg/s320/IMG_9948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that means a year is approaching WAY too quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are still the runt and haven't broken 15 lbs yet. I think you might be a petite girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can still fit in 3-6 month clothes but your fall wardrobe is 6-9 and 12 month. Looks like we'll be rolling some sleeves up. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been found in a sitting up position a few times but we aren't sure that you didn't have help getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_6QdeL8-z4/TpRlngOy8UI/AAAAAAAAFWM/9VbtK2Zlji8/s1600/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662262360852853058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_6QdeL8-z4/TpRlngOy8UI/AAAAAAAAFWM/9VbtK2Zlji8/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You visited the Pumpkin Patch for the first time on your 10 month birthday. Despite the way this picture turned out, you had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have decided that the car seat is evil. You frequently arch your back and begin to scream when I put you in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have also become a handful in church. There is just too much to see to take a nap. No nap means a cranky little girl. I've spent quite a few Sunday services standing in the back or in the nursery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mu7UEbAmITk/TpRlnVPL5FI/AAAAAAAAFWA/5tHeZlOJGj8/s1600/IMG_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662262357901698130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mu7UEbAmITk/TpRlnVPL5FI/AAAAAAAAFWA/5tHeZlOJGj8/s320/IMG_0106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to play with your brother's trains. Someone always has a couple and they are the perfect size for your little hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat most everything and LOVE chicken. You also prefer to feed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cup still tends to leave you wet, but you're getting the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You nurse about 4 times a day for about an hour total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are "Mommy's Sweet Little Pumpkin"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B990TavvtmI/TpRlnL9SSpI/AAAAAAAAFV0/oaesldkgans/s1600/IMG_9938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662262355410700946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B990TavvtmI/TpRlnL9SSpI/AAAAAAAAFV0/oaesldkgans/s320/IMG_9938.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-1812623856552452677?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/1812623856552452677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/10/mary-claire-you-are-ten-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1812623856552452677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1812623856552452677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/10/mary-claire-you-are-ten-months-old.html' title='Mary Claire you are TEN months old!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oN_UFHGcfC0/TpRln97CBbI/AAAAAAAAFWU/kgmwNR0LPIg/s72-c/IMG_9948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-5158298615689578326</id><published>2011-09-08T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T08:48:54.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire you are NINE months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AbN0AjMS78c/TpRkQZrCETI/AAAAAAAAFVo/pC-mx0N_Mpk/s1600/IMG_9825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662260864443617586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AbN0AjMS78c/TpRkQZrCETI/AAAAAAAAFVo/pC-mx0N_Mpk/s320/IMG_9825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and you never quite moving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your arms are constantly flapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have any teeth yet but your tongue seems to be feeling for some all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sleep about 12 hours at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qofqiD7LS9g/TpRkQGlObeI/AAAAAAAAFVY/T-Hwfur2FDw/s1600/IMG_9816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662260859318988258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qofqiD7LS9g/TpRkQGlObeI/AAAAAAAAFVY/T-Hwfur2FDw/s320/IMG_9816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are our little peanut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still wear 3-6 month clothes (as long as they aren't one piece or pants).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear a size 2 shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You haven't grown a lot physically in the last month but your personality sure has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qwo7Jn7MVYQ/TpRkQCTfi8I/AAAAAAAAFVM/V2Y9xnbafU8/s1600/IMG_9800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662260858170870722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qwo7Jn7MVYQ/TpRkQCTfi8I/AAAAAAAAFVM/V2Y9xnbafU8/s320/IMG_9800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are always smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get up on all fours and rock but crawling hasn't happened yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had your first sleepover with Ellison. Granddaddy spent a few nights in the hospital so you and I went to Aunt Robin's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such a delight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8f8Yjg0wjdI/TpRkP1dM6nI/AAAAAAAAFVE/FojAKZyC-18/s1600/IMG_9796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662260854721931890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8f8Yjg0wjdI/TpRkP1dM6nI/AAAAAAAAFVE/FojAKZyC-18/s320/IMG_9796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-5158298615689578326?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/5158298615689578326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/09/mary-claire-you-are-nine-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/5158298615689578326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/5158298615689578326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/09/mary-claire-you-are-nine-months-old.html' title='Mary Claire you are NINE months old!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AbN0AjMS78c/TpRkQZrCETI/AAAAAAAAFVo/pC-mx0N_Mpk/s72-c/IMG_9825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-4440337444116828770</id><published>2011-08-12T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T20:13:58.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>I've had internet issues that I believe to finally be resolved. I hope to catch the blog up so be sure you scroll back to May. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-4440337444116828770?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/4440337444116828770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/07/catching-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4440337444116828770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4440337444116828770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/07/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-2229759552468162144</id><published>2011-08-08T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T09:43:12.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire you are EIGHT months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You weigh 14 lbs 14.5 oz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are 26.5 inches long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wear a size 2 shoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wear size 3-6 month clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648171548118191586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZcHrrycnpU/TmJWGQQNjeI/AAAAAAAAFTM/9vcfbOlCCSs/s320/IMG_9465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have discovered baby food (and don't really care for it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to mouth bread. You don't really eat much of it with no teeth but you lick it all over. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You sleep 12-14 hours a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love to watch you flip and flop on the video monitor. You are never in the same position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You love to suck your thumb and don't like the pacifier at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648173579134069234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7caIRG_MYw/TmJX8eYIafI/AAAAAAAAFTc/391LMZMSZN8/s320/IMG_9677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've discovered hanging out in the pool. You sit in the floatie and your feet move like a duck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You also like to hang out in the Jumperoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your hair is coming in quite thick and a few light hairbows can go in without a band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are doted on by all your brothers (and sister!). They can't stand for you to whimper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are almost ALWAYS smiling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AIVdhPYbtwI/TmJWGCKI20I/AAAAAAAAFS8/vcJmdKUmdjc/s1600/IMG_9729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648171544334621506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AIVdhPYbtwI/TmJWGCKI20I/AAAAAAAAFS8/vcJmdKUmdjc/s320/IMG_9729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-2229759552468162144?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/2229759552468162144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/08/mary-claire-you-are-eight-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2229759552468162144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2229759552468162144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/08/mary-claire-you-are-eight-months-old.html' title='Mary Claire you are EIGHT months old!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZcHrrycnpU/TmJWGQQNjeI/AAAAAAAAFTM/9vcfbOlCCSs/s72-c/IMG_9465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-3500008479996030303</id><published>2011-07-08T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T19:18:55.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire you are SEVEN months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KF_HtSE56GU/Thz-kWLH7bI/AAAAAAAAFR4/WMNF9ifQQPM/s1600/IMG_9442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628653534687260082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KF_HtSE56GU/Thz-kWLH7bI/AAAAAAAAFR4/WMNF9ifQQPM/s320/IMG_9442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You weigh 14 lbs. 2 oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 26"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are still wearing 3-6 months clothes and small diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do some pictures without a hair bow because I doubt most people would recognize you! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xa25nkJOl1A/Thz-kQRu6rI/AAAAAAAAFRw/LJJrpRmUJVI/s1600/IMG_9341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628653533104368306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xa25nkJOl1A/Thz-kQRu6rI/AAAAAAAAFRw/LJJrpRmUJVI/s320/IMG_9341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You celebrated your first 4th of July with a smocked flag dress. Mommy hopes you can wear it with capris next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are still drooling but have 0 teeth to show for all the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so happy that you often giggle just smiling at people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear a size 2 shoe {and may have more than necessary. ;-) }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kpm86XDCh8g/Thz-kKtIEwI/AAAAAAAAFRo/EkUO5fWDuzU/s1600/IMG_9460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628653531608650498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kpm86XDCh8g/Thz-kKtIEwI/AAAAAAAAFRo/EkUO5fWDuzU/s320/IMG_9460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still suck your right thumb but you do it very daintly. Your hand is rarely in a fist and the back of your hand touches your cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to wad up your satin/minkee blanket and touch it to your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to play with your toes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have sat in restaurant high chairs several times. Your sitting with no support is still a little wobbly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eXZPBtWdzUw/Thz-j87dl2I/AAAAAAAAFRg/z4rS7TUvvRs/s1600/IMG_9424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628653527910684514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eXZPBtWdzUw/Thz-j87dl2I/AAAAAAAAFRg/z4rS7TUvvRs/s320/IMG_9424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-3500008479996030303?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/3500008479996030303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/07/mary-claire-you-are-seven-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3500008479996030303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3500008479996030303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/07/mary-claire-you-are-seven-months-old.html' title='Mary Claire you are SEVEN months old!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KF_HtSE56GU/Thz-kWLH7bI/AAAAAAAAFR4/WMNF9ifQQPM/s72-c/IMG_9442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-1993505522197720793</id><published>2011-06-08T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T19:05:42.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire you are SIX months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOUCsQlgWQ4/Thz47zxLbGI/AAAAAAAAFQY/CYQ0MaRcAQ4/s1600/IMG_9253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628647340698725474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOUCsQlgWQ4/Thz47zxLbGI/AAAAAAAAFQY/CYQ0MaRcAQ4/s320/IMG_9253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe half a year has passed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You weigh 13 lbs 12 oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 25 1/4".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your head is 43 cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uItz2Co-UhU/Thz47jd7NlI/AAAAAAAAFQQ/N0S1KszHbuI/s1600/IMG_9078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628647336323003986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uItz2Co-UhU/Thz47jd7NlI/AAAAAAAAFQQ/N0S1KszHbuI/s320/IMG_9078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Your are in infant prefolds with small Thirsties covers. The Bumkis weren't working so well because of the vent in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear size 3-6 month clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made your first road trip to Mansfield, MO to the home of Laura Ingalls Wilder. You were great! No fussing or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can almost sit up when propped. You get a little carried away and topple over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Qk_sau3mU0/Thz47k3HOOI/AAAAAAAAFQI/Uwq4HSxoRxQ/s1600/IMG_9191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628647336697084130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Qk_sau3mU0/Thz47k3HOOI/AAAAAAAAFQI/Uwq4HSxoRxQ/s320/IMG_9191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You visited the steam engine when it came through Bald Knob. Granddaddy and Raegen met us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to be working on a tooth as you drool. A. LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You frequently have your tongue out of your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an absolute joy and delight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cj11x22R1-I/Thz47QWFbVI/AAAAAAAAFQA/eucU2jr_g-M/s1600/IMG_9244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628647331189845330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cj11x22R1-I/Thz47QWFbVI/AAAAAAAAFQA/eucU2jr_g-M/s320/IMG_9244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-1993505522197720793?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/1993505522197720793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/06/mary-claire-you-are-six-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1993505522197720793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1993505522197720793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/06/mary-claire-you-are-six-months-old.html' title='Mary Claire you are SIX months old!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOUCsQlgWQ4/Thz47zxLbGI/AAAAAAAAFQY/CYQ0MaRcAQ4/s72-c/IMG_9253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-8265364152305552081</id><published>2011-05-26T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T20:09:09.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Walter Henry you are 2 YEARS old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gAgBuIgE3SE/Th0KgVWJ4HI/AAAAAAAAFSo/Qm4N4EzlWpo/s1600/IMG_9124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628666659885146226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gAgBuIgE3SE/Th0KgVWJ4HI/AAAAAAAAFSo/Qm4N4EzlWpo/s320/IMG_9124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You weigh 23 lbs 5 oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 32 1/4"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your head is 48 cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l0krimnyxSw/Th0KWmAXdSI/AAAAAAAAFSg/hwO7FWbchJY/s1600/IMG_9128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628666492558472482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l0krimnyxSw/Th0KWmAXdSI/AAAAAAAAFSg/hwO7FWbchJY/s320/IMG_9128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to dip anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear size 6 shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear size 18 month jeans and 24 month/ 2T shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PfBvQzYzh-g/Th0KWey2pKI/AAAAAAAAFSY/JWXcgIAspTI/s1600/IMG_9132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628666490622747810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PfBvQzYzh-g/Th0KWey2pKI/AAAAAAAAFSY/JWXcgIAspTI/s320/IMG_9132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You love trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love trains more than tractors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm sure you are really a Witcher. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't talk very much but prefer to be quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TZIqrsx9f08/Th0KV5w_x0I/AAAAAAAAFSQ/uC1tsuXTyIY/s1600/IMG_9154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628666480682846018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TZIqrsx9f08/Th0KV5w_x0I/AAAAAAAAFSQ/uC1tsuXTyIY/s320/IMG_9154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You suck on your middle fingers on your right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate wearing shoes and take them off as quickly as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear a medium Thiristies diaper cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smile all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SV51lfdXeMg/Th0KVljfU3I/AAAAAAAAFSI/Bih6GDl2x14/s1600/IMG_9159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628666475257484146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SV51lfdXeMg/Th0KVljfU3I/AAAAAAAAFSI/Bih6GDl2x14/s320/IMG_9159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You think Madisyn is a pretty good Mommy substitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went to the ER shortly after your 2nd birthday and received four stitches after falling off the lawn mower trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a cuddle bug when you get just the smallest bit tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QivaNwYb9AY/Th0KVblxv_I/AAAAAAAAFSA/ov-eBdAv1sw/s1600/Collages5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628666472582725618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QivaNwYb9AY/Th0KVblxv_I/AAAAAAAAFSA/ov-eBdAv1sw/s320/Collages5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be the smallest Witcher boy but your sense of adventure is just big as Ty's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have grown and changed so much and we're incredibly blessed to have you in our lives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-8265364152305552081?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/8265364152305552081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/05/walter-henry-you-are-2-years-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8265364152305552081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8265364152305552081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/05/walter-henry-you-are-2-years-old.html' title='Walter Henry you are 2 YEARS old!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gAgBuIgE3SE/Th0KgVWJ4HI/AAAAAAAAFSo/Qm4N4EzlWpo/s72-c/IMG_9124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-6191988697717232652</id><published>2011-05-17T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T06:00:06.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Field Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Zoo-tastic Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81dnu0Aosho/TdGKrGn9ZkI/AAAAAAAAFNQ/gp0vym5p6G0/s1600/DSCN9263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607415484170200642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81dnu0Aosho/TdGKrGn9ZkI/AAAAAAAAFNQ/gp0vym5p6G0/s320/DSCN9263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With lovely weather come the itching to get out of the house. Since Mary Claire had never been to the zoo, a trip on a cool spring day seemed like a perfect plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NO4ds7V0UAw/TdGKq511DHI/AAAAAAAAFNI/--aW8D2GF0I/s1600/DSCN9268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607415480738712690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NO4ds7V0UAw/TdGKq511DHI/AAAAAAAAFNI/--aW8D2GF0I/s320/DSCN9268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm afraid you'll have to be subjected to several whole group shots through out this post. I couldn't resist. Henry is old enough to actually care that he's at the zoo. We've been going since Madisyn was 2 so it's interesting to me to see how the kids and the zoo have changed over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E6lckFY4JWk/TdGKqqaglbI/AAAAAAAAFNA/L_lyhTJVIso/s1600/DSCN9276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607415476597593522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E6lckFY4JWk/TdGKqqaglbI/AAAAAAAAFNA/L_lyhTJVIso/s320/DSCN9276.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were watching a monkey family here. The boys were trying to get the littlest one's attention. I'm not sure what they would have done if monkey baby had actually gotten close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0lUfaBZtAmQ/TdGKqTPYZ0I/AAAAAAAAFM4/4BNvQRYrOgs/s1600/DSCN9283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607415470376904514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0lUfaBZtAmQ/TdGKqTPYZ0I/AAAAAAAAFM4/4BNvQRYrOgs/s320/DSCN9283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another attempt at a group shot but attention was averted elsewhere. What could be so distracting that you can't take a picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxT7R2ooq70/TdGKqYkOeCI/AAAAAAAAFMw/682dkhVZRvc/s1600/DSCN9291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607415471806511138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxT7R2ooq70/TdGKqYkOeCI/AAAAAAAAFMw/682dkhVZRvc/s320/DSCN9291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, for the Witcher boys - a backhoe. I'm sure the Memphis Zoological Society would be interested in knowing that the most fascinating cat around had a bucket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2FJFr-t-H8/TdGJftia4tI/AAAAAAAAFMo/XWsX4J8mbrE/s1600/DSCN9296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607414188945892050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T2FJFr-t-H8/TdGJftia4tI/AAAAAAAAFMo/XWsX4J8mbrE/s320/DSCN9296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even managed to go in the lodge and no one got wet! It's a small miracle I'm sure. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uBIkGhseIao/TdGJfpMhslI/AAAAAAAAFMg/_4s738B0EZc/s1600/DSCN9305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607414187780321874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uBIkGhseIao/TdGJfpMhslI/AAAAAAAAFMg/_4s738B0EZc/s320/DSCN9305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look closely, you can see the see lion swimming between Ty and Griffin's heads. On a warm day the Polar Bear and Sea Lion pools are a cool place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bBfHJuPI7Cw/TdGJfTYB92I/AAAAAAAAFMY/-uxo0cfsO5c/s1600/DSCN9321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607414181922994018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bBfHJuPI7Cw/TdGJfTYB92I/AAAAAAAAFMY/-uxo0cfsO5c/s320/DSCN9321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since our last visit (November 2010), the playground equipment has been upgraded. It's not as little kid friendly as I would prefer but it's very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHde0Xz-_K4/TdGJfcgGdNI/AAAAAAAAFMQ/W9WsKDIvi6w/s1600/DSCN9324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607414184372761810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHde0Xz-_K4/TdGJfcgGdNI/AAAAAAAAFMQ/W9WsKDIvi6w/s320/DSCN9324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jBhso3PpIWE/TdGJfIq3qiI/AAAAAAAAFMI/SGXOt3SFGL0/s1600/DSCN9329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607414179049220642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jBhso3PpIWE/TdGJfIq3qiI/AAAAAAAAFMI/SGXOt3SFGL0/s320/DSCN9329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We stopped for one last picture before we left. I'm pretty sure Ty is begging for an ice cream cone or slush for the ride home. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-6191988697717232652?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/6191988697717232652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/05/zoo-tastic-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/6191988697717232652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/6191988697717232652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/05/zoo-tastic-fun.html' title='Zoo-tastic Fun'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81dnu0Aosho/TdGKrGn9ZkI/AAAAAAAAFNQ/gp0vym5p6G0/s72-c/DSCN9263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-316183768028377200</id><published>2011-05-16T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T13:29:18.297-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Park Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0xR2CF9pGgo/TdGH5tfiLcI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2EdXcIkazsA/s1600/IMG_8170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607412436587130306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0xR2CF9pGgo/TdGH5tfiLcI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2EdXcIkazsA/s320/IMG_8170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mary Claire recently had her first visit to the park! We finally had a pretty day after a lot of rain so the kids and I loaded up and headed to town for some fun. The slide gets a little more crowded each time we go. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h9LTxPwrgGE/TdGH5eTvGcI/AAAAAAAAFL4/hJRQE73Sj6Q/s1600/IMG_8195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607412432511113666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h9LTxPwrgGE/TdGH5eTvGcI/AAAAAAAAFL4/hJRQE73Sj6Q/s320/IMG_8195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Henry had a blast! This visit was really the first time he could get around well enough to enjoy all the park had to offer. He especially liked the little kids area because he could go up and down the steps on the playground equipment all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDgLeeIRljM/TdGH5ZXa_yI/AAAAAAAAFLw/ahWHY4WLVWU/s1600/IMG_8213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607412431184396066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDgLeeIRljM/TdGH5ZXa_yI/AAAAAAAAFLw/ahWHY4WLVWU/s320/IMG_8213.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My "big" kids had just as much fun as their little brothers. They are fairly equal in size so the teeter-totter was great fun for them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zsa7e_F3i1U/TdGH5JE9n0I/AAAAAAAAFLo/uesMb5qxTaE/s1600/IMG_8218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607412426812006210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zsa7e_F3i1U/TdGH5JE9n0I/AAAAAAAAFLo/uesMb5qxTaE/s320/IMG_8218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, everyone wants to pose with Mary Claire on her first visit! She wasn't as fond of the slide as the other kids were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CFfVqGO830s/TdGH4_6jO-I/AAAAAAAAFLg/wrtvmXuQUCc/s1600/IMG_8226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607412424352414690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CFfVqGO830s/TdGH4_6jO-I/AAAAAAAAFLg/wrtvmXuQUCc/s320/IMG_8226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-316183768028377200?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/316183768028377200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/05/park-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/316183768028377200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/316183768028377200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/05/park-day.html' title='Park Day'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0xR2CF9pGgo/TdGH5tfiLcI/AAAAAAAAFMA/2EdXcIkazsA/s72-c/IMG_8170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-3329380578855348484</id><published>2011-05-10T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T10:47:25.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Hair today, Gone tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hSNV8kDeD8c/Tcl4yeYKPMI/AAAAAAAAFLY/nDxqxcYcCAg/s1600/IMG_8151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605144019782483138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hSNV8kDeD8c/Tcl4yeYKPMI/AAAAAAAAFLY/nDxqxcYcCAg/s320/IMG_8151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On March 17, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; and I made a trip to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jonesboro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uXRLyoCWtSs/Tcl4xzm-2AI/AAAAAAAAFLQ/5-UZ51ND_6I/s1600/IMG_8152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605144008301926402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uXRLyoCWtSs/Tcl4xzm-2AI/AAAAAAAAFLQ/5-UZ51ND_6I/s320/IMG_8152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been discussing for sometime, that losing some length on her hair might aid in the care of it. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; was/is very attached to her hair and this would be her first real haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBYGBXkuJY0/Tcl4x59pJ9I/AAAAAAAAFLI/_jZ-hHFlK0g/s1600/IMG_8156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605144010007586770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBYGBXkuJY0/Tcl4x59pJ9I/AAAAAAAAFLI/_jZ-hHFlK0g/s320/IMG_8156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't so sure when she saw the pony tail the stylist removed. To tell the truth, neither was Mommy. She ended up having about 3-4 inches more cut than we intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELnHda_sN5c/Tcl4xiPPQ6I/AAAAAAAAFLA/W6K-UaFUjok/s1600/IMG_8157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605144003638936482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ELnHda_sN5c/Tcl4xiPPQ6I/AAAAAAAAFLA/W6K-UaFUjok/s320/IMG_8157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think the stylists had a bit of a misunderstanding and thought the cut-off point I indicated was for the first big cut when I wanted it to be the final finished cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D5Ged6f3b_c/Tcl4xiK6NVI/AAAAAAAAFK4/VlTZK5UWB-4/s1600/IMG_8159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605144003620779346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D5Ged6f3b_c/Tcl4xiK6NVI/AAAAAAAAFK4/VlTZK5UWB-4/s320/IMG_8159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There weren't many smiles afterwards but now that the shock has worn off - the new length has been great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-3329380578855348484?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/3329380578855348484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/05/hair-today-gone-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3329380578855348484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3329380578855348484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/05/hair-today-gone-tomorrow.html' title='Hair today, Gone tomorrow'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hSNV8kDeD8c/Tcl4yeYKPMI/AAAAAAAAFLY/nDxqxcYcCAg/s72-c/IMG_8151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-3114983357044889862</id><published>2011-05-08T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T10:19:02.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire you are 5 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605134230174946098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pfaoEkKSUt8/Tclv4pP10zI/AAAAAAAAFKQ/4rWjpi2hP-Y/s320/IMG_9036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You weigh 13 lbs 3 oz in your bedtime duds - only 12 lbs 10 oz undressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You wear a size 1 - 2 shoe, depending on the shoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You wear mostly 3-6 month clothes with a few 0-3 thrown in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have moved into infant &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prefolds&lt;/span&gt; and small diaper cover, though they are a bit big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You no longer were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bumkins&lt;/span&gt; covers and you started leaking through the vent. We've added some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bummis&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thirsties&lt;/span&gt; to our stash and they seem to be working well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605134233831663922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Jg1FD9KEPs/Tclv423q6TI/AAAAAAAAFKY/rgqkZdSdL6M/s320/IMG_8522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You like to suck your right thumb. I suspect this is a major contributor to the next milestone . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You started sleeping all night on April 12! Most nights you sleep for 12 hours straight as long as you nursed every 3 hours all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeping all night brought us to yet another milestone - You moved into a mini-crib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605134236080393906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iHObF3hc8O0/Tclv4_PzzrI/AAAAAAAAFKg/FFTO4-mGm2w/s320/IMG_8557.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You still sleep in Mommy and Daddy's room but you do it in style. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You sleep on your right side most of the night with your thumb in your mouth and your left arm thrown over your eyes like you are blocking the light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605134241352650242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-axGHW9ZYBJw/Tclv5S40DgI/AAAAAAAAFKo/fNCGplNVuG4/s320/IMG_8558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You helped &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; celebrate her 10&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You celebrated your first Easter and Mother's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You made your first trip to the zoo and went a second time with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You visited Pioneer Village and attended your first parade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605134241948563234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_D7ZQZb9SOQ/Tclv5VG49yI/AAAAAAAAFKw/GDIKl25Ps7w/s320/IMG_9026.JPG" /&gt; You are such a joy and delight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You rarely cry and love to smile at everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are incredibly blessed to have you in our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-3114983357044889862?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/3114983357044889862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/05/mary-claire-you-are-5-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3114983357044889862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3114983357044889862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/05/mary-claire-you-are-5-months-old.html' title='Mary Claire you are 5 months old!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pfaoEkKSUt8/Tclv4pP10zI/AAAAAAAAFKQ/4rWjpi2hP-Y/s72-c/IMG_9036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-1319495254959862009</id><published>2011-04-28T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T08:19:14.671-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Field Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Hands on Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vXksJpI31M/TXexD_ZUEOI/AAAAAAAAFIg/iNXf8_Li_Qg/s1600/IMG_7922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582124945264349410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vXksJpI31M/TXexD_ZUEOI/AAAAAAAAFIg/iNXf8_Li_Qg/s320/IMG_7922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Recently, a regional Homeschool Convention was held in Memphis. We attended and met up with some online friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nu-f-ffRILc/TXexD2aQU0I/AAAAAAAAFIY/RUpy97lM8Eo/s1600/IMG_7924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582124942852379458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nu-f-ffRILc/TXexD2aQU0I/AAAAAAAAFIY/RUpy97lM8Eo/s320/IMG_7924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the convention we invited one family to join us at the children's museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jpgz3bM7sXs/TXexDpdJtiI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/emLgPKbcfWo/s1600/IMG_7927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582124939374868002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jpgz3bM7sXs/TXexDpdJtiI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/emLgPKbcfWo/s320/IMG_7927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the entire afternoon checking out all the exhibits. It was Henry's first visit "loose" so he made the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x5MoDOoCEhQ/TXews-lE5SI/AAAAAAAAFII/OLcMeAXUYs0/s1600/IMG_7929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582124549908260130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x5MoDOoCEhQ/TXews-lE5SI/AAAAAAAAFII/OLcMeAXUYs0/s320/IMG_7929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My boys, as well as, the S boys needed new shirts after visiting the Mississippi river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZH25OuR-w9Y/TXewsr04caI/AAAAAAAAFIA/p0ldLEH47UA/s1600/IMG_7933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582124544874279330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZH25OuR-w9Y/TXewsr04caI/AAAAAAAAFIA/p0ldLEH47UA/s320/IMG_7933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What good is a water exhibit if you don't get a little {ok - A LOT!} wet? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oU-NM5hCga0/TXewsfCkGsI/AAAAAAAAFH4/cSGFqf4iRro/s1600/IMG_7939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582124541442005698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oU-NM5hCga0/TXewsfCkGsI/AAAAAAAAFH4/cSGFqf4iRro/s320/IMG_7939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also hit the mini Kroger. The kids LOVE this exhibit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJ7MalMicBI/TXewseKi1cI/AAAAAAAAFHw/t5STI9hRsog/s1600/IMG_7942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582124541207041474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJ7MalMicBI/TXewseKi1cI/AAAAAAAAFHw/t5STI9hRsog/s320/IMG_7942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just like adults - meeting in WalMart to catch up. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a_TgnkfsOR8/TXewsGxcY6I/AAAAAAAAFHo/nnQk-nvV8Fs/s1600/IMG_7944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582124534927745954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a_TgnkfsOR8/TXewsGxcY6I/AAAAAAAAFHo/nnQk-nvV8Fs/s320/IMG_7944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What's not to love - little shopping carts, plenty of stock, registers that print receipts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-THnzSqbmrlY/TXev5tXf_rI/AAAAAAAAFHg/vFx0inJB40k/s1600/IMG_7948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582123669114584754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-THnzSqbmrlY/TXev5tXf_rI/AAAAAAAAFHg/vFx0inJB40k/s320/IMG_7948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The excitement was just a little too much for Mary Claire. She finds the museum to be a perfect place for a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ahnzdssztt8/TXev5QNDrGI/AAAAAAAAFHY/WJPPxprRXCs/s1600/IMG_7961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582123661286157410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ahnzdssztt8/TXev5QNDrGI/AAAAAAAAFHY/WJPPxprRXCs/s320/IMG_7961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also visited the dress up room. The exhibit has a green stage with a video camera. The camera is linked to a rotating video with various scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pYOJN52dHRo/TXev5ILiI-I/AAAAAAAAFHQ/DO403bDXjy0/s1600/IMG_7975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582123659132281826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pYOJN52dHRo/TXev5ILiI-I/AAAAAAAAFHQ/DO403bDXjy0/s320/IMG_7975.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ty frequently wears a John Deere shirt which makes parts of his body "disappear". LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-37x23cABr_k/TXev4X2ZrbI/AAAAAAAAFHI/soozu5bqMg8/s1600/IMG_7984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582123646158745010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-37x23cABr_k/TXev4X2ZrbI/AAAAAAAAFHI/soozu5bqMg8/s320/IMG_7984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; K loved that dress and it was perfect for twirling and dancing. I'm not quite sure what look Henry was going for here?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eGNB6FgpoJQ/TXev4I8fOEI/AAAAAAAAFHA/hXu6OPaD62E/s1600/IMG_8000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582123642157742146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eGNB6FgpoJQ/TXev4I8fOEI/AAAAAAAAFHA/hXu6OPaD62E/s320/IMG_8000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 kiddos and most of them looking. I think it's a great shot! Thanks for joining us, we hope to meet up with you again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-1319495254959862009?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/1319495254959862009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/04/hands-on-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1319495254959862009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1319495254959862009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/04/hands-on-fun.html' title='Hands on Fun'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vXksJpI31M/TXexD_ZUEOI/AAAAAAAAFIg/iNXf8_Li_Qg/s72-c/IMG_7922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-7818163242271785431</id><published>2011-04-26T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T16:32:03.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Molly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Kirk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aiden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Austen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ava'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scott'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Turning Ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KUgtxAWFcnw/TdGWHAQtEyI/AAAAAAAAFPI/amLOfwwqupg/s1600/IMG_8294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607428058126291746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KUgtxAWFcnw/TdGWHAQtEyI/AAAAAAAAFPI/amLOfwwqupg/s320/IMG_8294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided a few years ago to have small, family type birthday parties for most of the kids' birthday parties. The exception would be when they turn 1, 5 and 10 (we will probably do 13, 15, 16 or 18 but haven't decided for sure). Turning 1 will still be a smaller affair but we'll decorate, invite a few friends etc. Turning 10 is exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lXplRYBIdI/TdGWG5NFaKI/AAAAAAAAFPA/SGGjxqdtecg/s1600/IMG_8298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607428056232061090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2lXplRYBIdI/TdGWG5NFaKI/AAAAAAAAFPA/SGGjxqdtecg/s320/IMG_8298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even with me trying to convince her otherwise, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; insisted that she was indeed 10 and she has been looking forward to a party for at least 3 years! We settled on a cowgirl theme and fixed things up in pink and brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ya4mcrBHlBw/TdGWGtbc1CI/AAAAAAAAFO4/rUqiqIy82fw/s1600/IMG_8302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607428053071090722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ya4mcrBHlBw/TdGWGtbc1CI/AAAAAAAAFO4/rUqiqIy82fw/s320/IMG_8302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her birthday was on a Sunday this year so on Saturday afternoon we had about 35 people over to eat burgers, be-dazzle horseshoes, make horsey sun visors, play pin the tail on the horse, join in some games of pitching horseshoes and eat three different kinds of cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GeZFf9a2wx0/TdGWEgdPSgI/AAAAAAAAFOw/tOzrgr0hA8s/s1600/IMG_8316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607428015229192706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GeZFf9a2wx0/TdGWEgdPSgI/AAAAAAAAFOw/tOzrgr0hA8s/s320/IMG_8316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; even helped make the cupcake toppers. She loved having a project to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MEt3QDLkx0/TdGWEmHEMgI/AAAAAAAAFOo/I-m1h3K8s90/s1600/IMG_8327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607428016746803714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MEt3QDLkx0/TdGWEmHEMgI/AAAAAAAAFOo/I-m1h3K8s90/s320/IMG_8327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had kiddos ranging from 2 months to 29!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TDOOiKQ0Zps/TdGQdCEbnrI/AAAAAAAAFOg/OZhDQDKxHKA/s1600/IMG_8333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607421839499042482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TDOOiKQ0Zps/TdGQdCEbnrI/AAAAAAAAFOg/OZhDQDKxHKA/s320/IMG_8333.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LrkbLjUPFfk/TdGQcwd5s3I/AAAAAAAAFOY/_VnWTA7Tb6E/s1600/IMG_8342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607421834774033266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LrkbLjUPFfk/TdGQcwd5s3I/AAAAAAAAFOY/_VnWTA7Tb6E/s320/IMG_8342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls had a great time decorating the horseshoes and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed doing something "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4flFfjEJivM/TdGQcioF-RI/AAAAAAAAFOQ/aRIMLuGecjM/s1600/IMG_8346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607421831058684178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4flFfjEJivM/TdGQcioF-RI/AAAAAAAAFOQ/aRIMLuGecjM/s320/IMG_8346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys tended to do the more manly activities of driving the tractors and car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-09Bl4i5uiWU/TdGQce0U3bI/AAAAAAAAFOI/QqeOPg3idvQ/s1600/IMG_8352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607421830036250034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-09Bl4i5uiWU/TdGQce0U3bI/AAAAAAAAFOI/QqeOPg3idvQ/s320/IMG_8352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The big "kids" did let the smaller ones throw a few horseshoes. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mLkRHw_tc50/TdGQcHQwAaI/AAAAAAAAFOA/TvR810chc8w/s1600/IMG_8387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607421823713018274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mLkRHw_tc50/TdGQcHQwAaI/AAAAAAAAFOA/TvR810chc8w/s320/IMG_8387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My birthday girl with her cake. I still don't believe she can possibly be TEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6495ovpMoZM/TdGOitchzII/AAAAAAAAFN4/kajlB69N-B0/s1600/IMG_8417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607419738018925698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6495ovpMoZM/TdGOitchzII/AAAAAAAAFN4/kajlB69N-B0/s320/IMG_8417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She had a great time opening gifts and is very thankful for all the gifts she received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V7yf5pnCYfM/TdGOiQsWNRI/AAAAAAAAFNw/l3_GlADjrCo/s1600/IMG_8428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607419730300646674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V7yf5pnCYfM/TdGOiQsWNRI/AAAAAAAAFNw/l3_GlADjrCo/s320/IMG_8428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the evening by busting the pinata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-diunlksFTZk/TdGOiOWV_oI/AAAAAAAAFNo/xma_04yFG7k/s1600/IMG_8442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607419729671487106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-diunlksFTZk/TdGOiOWV_oI/AAAAAAAAFNo/xma_04yFG7k/s320/IMG_8442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I could send everyone home on a sugar high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mY3qurlaPho/TdGOh8eu6eI/AAAAAAAAFNg/MNDN_TT50Yk/s1600/IMG_8448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607419724874836450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mY3qurlaPho/TdGOh8eu6eI/AAAAAAAAFNg/MNDN_TT50Yk/s320/IMG_8448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm incredibly thankful that God blessed me with such a wonderful daughter. She is truly my right hand. Her brothers and sister adore her and she is always willing to help. What a blessing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; is!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-7818163242271785431?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/7818163242271785431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/04/turning-ten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7818163242271785431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7818163242271785431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/04/turning-ten.html' title='Turning Ten'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KUgtxAWFcnw/TdGWHAQtEyI/AAAAAAAAFPI/amLOfwwqupg/s72-c/IMG_8294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-4204143892975722546</id><published>2011-04-24T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T16:36:10.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Madisyn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ySkB_pJAB8/TbmHRbqaZ8I/AAAAAAAAFJs/jWDyIxJx-mU/s1600/IMG_8282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600656345165096898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ySkB_pJAB8/TbmHRbqaZ8I/AAAAAAAAFJs/jWDyIxJx-mU/s320/IMG_8282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe my baby is 10! Where does the time go? It seems like I blinked and she went from being the little girl being held in this photo to the one doing the holding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SQ-dBASwZt0/TbmHRNnIFSI/AAAAAAAAFJk/BbcArqm1I6c/s1600/IMG_8386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600656341393216802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SQ-dBASwZt0/TbmHRNnIFSI/AAAAAAAAFJk/BbcArqm1I6c/s320/IMG_8386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; is such a blessing to our family. She is my right hand girl. I miss her so when she's gone for any amount of time. She's fun to talk to {and she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; has the gift of gab}, a hard worker, sweet, loving, kind, creative, responsible, smart, funny, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;compassionate&lt;/span&gt;, and beautiful. Her brothers are lost without her help and her sister adores her. She loves the Lord and she loves his people. What more could I ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VPB_r-ZYr0U/TbmHQ1QTU-I/AAAAAAAAFJc/8iaJU7F0MC0/s1600/04-01%2BApril.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600656334855033826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VPB_r-ZYr0U/TbmHQ1QTU-I/AAAAAAAAFJc/8iaJU7F0MC0/s320/04-01%2BApril.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I truly can't believe she is already 10 years old. Where is the pause button for life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt;! We love you very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Birthday party pics to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-4204143892975722546?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/4204143892975722546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-madisyn.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4204143892975722546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4204143892975722546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-madisyn.html' title='Happy Birthday, Madisyn!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ySkB_pJAB8/TbmHRbqaZ8I/AAAAAAAAFJs/jWDyIxJx-mU/s72-c/IMG_8282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-3395854451582569084</id><published>2011-04-08T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T21:26:07.657-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire you are FOUR months old - updated with pictures</title><content type='html'>and Mommy's computer is broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post will be added to later but for now the basics -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600483698621726706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2w71Nemnkx8/TbjqQFK2v_I/AAAAAAAAFJE/a_BZhGuH1uM/s320/IMG_8270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You weigh 12 lbs 3 oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 23.5 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your head is 41 cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear preemie prefolds in XS covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear 0-3 month clothes though Mommy broke out a few spring outfits in 3-6 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear a size 1 shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You try to sit up from a reclined position in your car seat, swing, or bouncer. No leaning back for you if someone is holding you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You move around like a reverse inch worm. You arch your back and scoot instead of moving on your belly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600483708952213842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6HWBaRsdho/TbjqQrp1eVI/AAAAAAAAFJU/70P7lZ-wir8/s320/IMG_8278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Evidence of the back scooting!}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You finally decided the Moses basket isn't evil and have started the night off sleeping in it all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very smiley and sweet little girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600483704341176338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d7LAi2tnG9M/TbjqQaeeoBI/AAAAAAAAFJM/aj57IHBxq5Y/s320/IMG_8274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are growing so much! I can't believe how much you have changed in just 4 short months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600483697980074210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BrrZezbD41M/TbjqQCx36OI/AAAAAAAAFI8/XVJWCvWcGnU/s320/Collages.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both; FONT-SIZE: xx-small"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-3395854451582569084?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/3395854451582569084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/04/mary-claire-you-are-four-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3395854451582569084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3395854451582569084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/04/mary-claire-you-are-four-months-old.html' title='Mary Claire you are FOUR months old - updated with pictures'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2w71Nemnkx8/TbjqQFK2v_I/AAAAAAAAFJE/a_BZhGuH1uM/s72-c/IMG_8270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-1995281727285631782</id><published>2011-03-31T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T16:38:57.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Kirk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Auction'/><title type='text'>Would He Give . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g0PKCHvEc6Q/TXb629YPC7I/AAAAAAAAFG4/stzEFNg6HYw/s1600/IMG_7908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581924610268400562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g0PKCHvEc6Q/TXb629YPC7I/AAAAAAAAFG4/stzEFNg6HYw/s320/IMG_7908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kent, along with his brother, Kirk, and dad, recently called bids for the Fair Oaks Fire Department's fundraising auction. We really enjoy going to benefit auctions and it was Mary Claire's first auction! She enjoyed being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;oooed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;awwwed&lt;/span&gt; over and the other kids loved their goody bags. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taE-POP9eZw/TXb62k8HWKI/AAAAAAAAFGw/43UAvgoxz-A/s1600/IMG_7910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581924603708004514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taE-POP9eZw/TXb62k8HWKI/AAAAAAAAFGw/43UAvgoxz-A/s320/IMG_7910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so thankful that Nana kept up with Henry. He isn't big enough to "help" and I didn't have enough lap for him and Mary Claire. He's actually getting to the point where he's more jealous if Nana hold Mary Claire than if I do. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oygETn9dtA8/TXb62lYrdNI/AAAAAAAAFGo/LUcKrKiyEP0/s1600/IMG_7911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581924603827811538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oygETn9dtA8/TXb62lYrdNI/AAAAAAAAFGo/LUcKrKiyEP0/s320/IMG_7911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Unc&lt;/span&gt; would have done without Ben's help. ;-) Ben went on and on about how he helped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Unc&lt;/span&gt; take bids. I'm so thankful for the relationship all our children have with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Unc&lt;/span&gt;. He's really involved with what is going on with each of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lk1vf9VbP5g/TXb62e7frSI/AAAAAAAAFGg/xS3BQvG3HVQ/s1600/IMG_7913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581924602094791970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lk1vf9VbP5g/TXb62e7frSI/AAAAAAAAFGg/xS3BQvG3HVQ/s320/IMG_7913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy, Papaw and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Unc&lt;/span&gt; took turns calling and taking bids. Due to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;generosity&lt;/span&gt; of the community it was a bit of a long night but we had a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-1995281727285631782?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/1995281727285631782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/03/would-he-give.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1995281727285631782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1995281727285631782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/03/would-he-give.html' title='Would He Give . . .'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g0PKCHvEc6Q/TXb629YPC7I/AAAAAAAAFG4/stzEFNg6HYw/s72-c/IMG_7908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-2143338380127577440</id><published>2011-03-30T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T07:50:00.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raegen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lynden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Visiting the Stains</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rS8xBtcX4KU/TXb5_1fP4fI/AAAAAAAAFGQ/btJiKki5AIw/s1600/IMG_7850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581923663257526770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rS8xBtcX4KU/TXb5_1fP4fI/AAAAAAAAFGQ/btJiKki5AIw/s320/IMG_7850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm behind again. I would blame it on the baby, but it's actually the big kids' fault. We've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; passed the easy preschool stage. School requires more effort and time. The laundry is getting bigger and takes more loads, etc. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEu79uTBEC8/TXb5_uaizfI/AAAAAAAAFGI/XyfmQ7nTyKg/s1600/IMG_7855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581923661358747122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YEu79uTBEC8/TXb5_uaizfI/AAAAAAAAFGI/XyfmQ7nTyKg/s320/IMG_7855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did find time to make the 2 hour drive to visit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Raegen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lynden&lt;/span&gt;. They were willing to rearrange their day to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;accommodate&lt;/span&gt; us. We all had a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-InXnX37UruA/TXb5_eNOY_I/AAAAAAAAFGA/3xt1B84NN7M/s1600/IMG_7862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581923657007916018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-InXnX37UruA/TXb5_eNOY_I/AAAAAAAAFGA/3xt1B84NN7M/s320/IMG_7862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Raegen&lt;/span&gt; shared his toys even though it meant splitting them 5 ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rvw6RYPQcpQ/TXb5Y7fw0mI/AAAAAAAAFF4/l1Ld71vsVN4/s1600/IMG_7870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581922994855400034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rvw6RYPQcpQ/TXb5Y7fw0mI/AAAAAAAAFF4/l1Ld71vsVN4/s320/IMG_7870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lynden&lt;/span&gt; was smart enough to avoid the danger in the playroom. He has since started walking and I think he could hold his own now. ;-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dPMEHPdYSbA/TXb5Yu7ctcI/AAAAAAAAFFw/HthvKe4zo-g/s1600/IMG_7876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581922991481861570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dPMEHPdYSbA/TXb5Yu7ctcI/AAAAAAAAFFw/HthvKe4zo-g/s320/IMG_7876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben really likes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Raegen's&lt;/span&gt; dump truck. It's made to be taken apart! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JyQ1CFXwqc/TXb5YMPwykI/AAAAAAAAFFo/NdkF90STwqg/s1600/IMG_7884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581922982171822658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JyQ1CFXwqc/TXb5YMPwykI/AAAAAAAAFFo/NdkF90STwqg/s320/IMG_7884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mary Claire was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;stylin&lt;/span&gt;' in her giraffe outfit from Aunt Kristen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--l8_GjObTiQ/TXb5YCDsCDI/AAAAAAAAFFg/BNVpFY1VHNk/s1600/IMG_7889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581922979436824626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--l8_GjObTiQ/TXb5YCDsCDI/AAAAAAAAFFg/BNVpFY1VHNk/s320/IMG_7889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Mary Claire and Griffin look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; much alike. They have the same chin and mouth. I wonder if she'll be as much of a cut-up with funny voices? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-us40rFtoIVQ/TXb5X9ObZzI/AAAAAAAAFFY/zl-ShpbKnb0/s1600/IMG_7900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581922978139694898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-us40rFtoIVQ/TXb5X9ObZzI/AAAAAAAAFFY/zl-ShpbKnb0/s320/IMG_7900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Could it be? A picture with most everyone looking? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time! Thanks for having us over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-2143338380127577440?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/2143338380127577440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/03/visiting-stains.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2143338380127577440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2143338380127577440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/03/visiting-stains.html' title='Visiting the Stains'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rS8xBtcX4KU/TXb5_1fP4fI/AAAAAAAAFGQ/btJiKki5AIw/s72-c/IMG_7850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-4121834510024750307</id><published>2011-03-08T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T18:36:37.483-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire you are THREE months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581883110936393778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-93I0sy_r1WM/TXbVHYUduDI/AAAAAAAAFFI/HQIopBzG950/s320/IMG_8015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Claire you are 3 months old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You weigh 10 lbs 12 oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You attended your first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; convention last week. Now you know how a baby should act during school time. ;-) I dressed you in your monkey dress with brown hat and you attracted a lot of attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31dvt6ciXL8/TXbVHU-oKMI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/NOHbncep9Wk/s1600/IMG_8012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581883110039496898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31dvt6ciXL8/TXbVHU-oKMI/AAAAAAAAFFQ/NOHbncep9Wk/s320/IMG_8012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You still wear preemie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prefold&lt;/span&gt; diapers and X-Small diaper covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your clothes are 0-3 month, very few of your newborn outfits still fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are "talking" to us so much. The little noises are coming more and more frequently. It amazes me how much more you "talk" than your brothers did (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; was a talker though). The boys tended to do more grunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have taken a few naps in your Moses Basket but think Mommy and Daddy's bed is a much better place to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KYx7tE3W3dU/TXbVG44WcMI/AAAAAAAAFFA/Li3msXFMf1I/s1600/IMG_8044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581883102496977090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KYx7tE3W3dU/TXbVG44WcMI/AAAAAAAAFFA/Li3msXFMf1I/s320/IMG_8044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; loved by your brothers and sister. Everyone wants to get in the monthly picture with Mary Claire. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-4121834510024750307?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/4121834510024750307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/03/mary-claire-you-are-three-months-old.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4121834510024750307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4121834510024750307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/03/mary-claire-you-are-three-months-old.html' title='Mary Claire you are THREE months old!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-93I0sy_r1WM/TXbVHYUduDI/AAAAAAAAFFI/HQIopBzG950/s72-c/IMG_8015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-2244519218475272218</id><published>2011-02-22T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T04:37:00.775-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Budgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frugal Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walgreens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><title type='text'>Walgreens Deals - 2/20</title><content type='html'>I hit Walgreens early this week. I wasn't very impressed with last week's {or this week for that matter} deals but it didn't matter. Our family came down with the flu! 6 out of 8 of us have been quite ill. In fact, the only reason I snagged Walgreens deals this week was because I needed to get a script filled, we're going through Kleenex faster than toilet paper and my register rewards were set to expire this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transaction #1 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_AB_v7fBjI/TWMIKAHuSpI/AAAAAAAAFEY/Lgw9-UaHg2w/s1600/IMG_7839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576309731538913938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_AB_v7fBjI/TWMIKAHuSpI/AAAAAAAAFEY/Lgw9-UaHg2w/s320/IMG_7839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arnicare {I may try to purchase two more this week, we use this stuff like crazy. I keep it in the van, diaper bag, Kent's office, in-law's - basically anywhere the boys go! LOL }, Goody's hair rubberbands - 27 pack and Goody's hair rubberbands - 12 pack {on clearance for .75} . &lt;strong&gt;$1.69 out of pocket - Savings of $15.04!&lt;/strong&gt; I also earned $8 in Register rewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transaction #2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AS_jZUlIlsM/TWMIJ8_5jGI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/HfVZ0quvNAM/s1600/IMG_7838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576309730700790882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AS_jZUlIlsM/TWMIJ8_5jGI/AAAAAAAAFEQ/HfVZ0quvNAM/s320/IMG_7838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seven boxes of Kleenex {the other reason I went in Walgreens}, Arnicare, Children's generic Tylenol, Goody's hair rubberbands - 27 pack, Infant's generic Tylenol, Fusion Proglide razor. &lt;strong&gt;$13.03 out of pocket - Savings of $34.50.&lt;/strong&gt; I wouldn't have bought the Tylenol except it was a needed purchase. I spent $10.29 plus tax on those two items alone. Without the Tylenol I would have spend less than $2 out of pocket. I also earned $13.50 in Register Rewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-2244519218475272218?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/2244519218475272218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/walgreens-deals-220.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2244519218475272218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2244519218475272218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/walgreens-deals-220.html' title='Walgreens Deals - 2/20'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_AB_v7fBjI/TWMIKAHuSpI/AAAAAAAAFEY/Lgw9-UaHg2w/s72-c/IMG_7839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-1173562934304090626</id><published>2011-02-21T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T06:00:03.689-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frugal Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online deals and steals'/><title type='text'>Amazon Mom</title><content type='html'>I recently discovered a new service that has saved me time AND money. No matter what your family size or situation, everyone can appreciate savings in those two precious areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazon.com has a special program called Amazon Mom. Visit &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mom"&gt;www.Amazon.com/Mom&lt;/a&gt; to get more information or sign-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - It's free! Free is always a good price. All you have to do is sign up and you get free Prime membership for a few months. Prime membership gives you free two day shipping on any order from Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 - It saves money. Lots of products in the Baby store of Amazon are 15% off for Amazon Mom members. Every month that you spend $25 (before discounts) in the baby store earns another month of membership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 - It's convenient. Not only can you get the 15% mom discount, but you can also sign up to receive automatic shipments of products you use frequently for another 15% off! No more remembering to pick up pull-ups, toilet paper or paper towels. AND the UPS man brings them to the door.  I can also pick up anything Amazon carries and not worry about shipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two main products I purchase are different kinds of pull-ups for overnight use. I get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Goodnights&lt;/span&gt; that are normally $17 (plus tax) at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WalMart&lt;/span&gt; are shipped to my door for $12.32. I order them two packages at a time and each order earns me another month of free shipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to sign up for a free subscription to Baby Talk Magazine { &lt;a href="http://www.babytalk.com/subscribe"&gt;www.babytalk.com/subscribe&lt;/a&gt; }as Amazon publishes coupons for items in the baby store. I was able to use last month's coupon and get two packages of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Goodnights&lt;/span&gt; for $7.32!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also found that paper towels can be delivered for less than I can purchase them at local stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get anything for referring anyone to Amazon. I just wanted to share. If we used disposable diapers, it would be an even better deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-1173562934304090626?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/1173562934304090626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/amazon-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1173562934304090626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1173562934304090626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/amazon-mom.html' title='Amazon Mom'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-5833671228673407780</id><published>2011-02-18T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T14:55:23.453-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Snow Fun!</title><content type='html'>This has been the year for snow! Everyone was finally well enough that I was willing to let them go play in the wet mess. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sMWEPyMsiv8/TVR7H8yXpxI/AAAAAAAAFDY/5l2V3kVKap4/s1600/IMG_7750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572214015470839570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sMWEPyMsiv8/TVR7H8yXpxI/AAAAAAAAFDY/5l2V3kVKap4/s320/IMG_7750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Mary Claire was only outside long enough for the couple of group shot pictures I took. She did get to sport her Mommy-made toboggan though. ;-) It was naptime so my plan was to let Henry play for a bit while I put her down. I was gone for less than 2 minutes and returned to find that Henry was NOT a fan of snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aw0HKYcR7WE/TVR7HquAJPI/AAAAAAAAFDI/oq630Vzw2io/s1600/IMG_7770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572214010620683506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aw0HKYcR7WE/TVR7HquAJPI/AAAAAAAAFDI/oq630Vzw2io/s320/IMG_7770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0qG313RIpgI/TVR68R78W6I/AAAAAAAAFDA/IwLh5yU8w3U/s1600/IMG_7775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572213814989708194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0qG313RIpgI/TVR68R78W6I/AAAAAAAAFDA/IwLh5yU8w3U/s320/IMG_7775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued to cry frantically until his clothes were changed and he was snuggled under his blanket for a nap. I think he's beginning to doubt the sanity of his siblings. He certainly didn't find the appeal of being cold and wet when there was a perfectly dry and warm bed inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mENBTWGO2TM/TVR68bdX1KI/AAAAAAAAFC4/MDjVq-RkLHI/s1600/IMG_7779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572213817545839778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mENBTWGO2TM/TVR68bdX1KI/AAAAAAAAFC4/MDjVq-RkLHI/s320/IMG_7779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow was dry and didn't pack well. Several attempts were made at making a snowman but they couldn't get much of a ball started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hgtq2f3vvf0/TVR68ATQi1I/AAAAAAAAFCw/N9wD7HkrD1Q/s1600/IMG_7782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572213810255661906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hgtq2f3vvf0/TVR68ATQi1I/AAAAAAAAFCw/N9wD7HkrD1Q/s320/IMG_7782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty was determined and even removed his gloves to try to help melt the snow a bit to help it stick together but he didn't get far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wGaR8S8piwg/TVR674XlEwI/AAAAAAAAFCo/TMDnbxNsaPU/s1600/IMG_7785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572213808126300930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wGaR8S8piwg/TVR674XlEwI/AAAAAAAAFCo/TMDnbxNsaPU/s320/IMG_7785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't pack for snowballs either but that didn't stop snow from flying. It was just handfuls of snow instead of balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOH8E9sdzTU/TVR67-IBhZI/AAAAAAAAFCg/fTlMyU4m9D0/s1600/IMG_7787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572213809671669138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOH8E9sdzTU/TVR67-IBhZI/AAAAAAAAFCg/fTlMyU4m9D0/s320/IMG_7787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ci_H0djtqQ/TVR6sKkfylI/AAAAAAAAFCY/aFrWdHy6810/s1600/IMG_7794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572213538134411858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ci_H0djtqQ/TVR6sKkfylI/AAAAAAAAFCY/aFrWdHy6810/s320/IMG_7794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the kids played I looked around in the flowerbed. Despite the snow - there's signs of spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-10gB-lyIx4M/TVR6rd4i68I/AAAAAAAAFCA/XVrTf8IYsPE/s1600/IMG_7800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572213526138907586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-10gB-lyIx4M/TVR6rd4i68I/AAAAAAAAFCA/XVrTf8IYsPE/s320/IMG_7800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AhQUItYrIc0/TVR6rU1IibI/AAAAAAAAFB4/1JiHYVP4cBk/s1600/IMG_7804.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kv3ti2aKMyw/TVR6XzzdWUI/AAAAAAAAFBw/sZKzkSPIk2U/s1600/IMG_7807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572213188425767234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kv3ti2aKMyw/TVR6XzzdWUI/AAAAAAAAFBw/sZKzkSPIk2U/s320/IMG_7807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Unlike Henry, Ben and Ty seemed to LOVE the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U9o2VTF1XIs/TVR6XWwz40I/AAAAAAAAFBo/rRnvXpIDsBE/s1600/IMG_7813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572213180630033218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U9o2VTF1XIs/TVR6XWwz40I/AAAAAAAAFBo/rRnvXpIDsBE/s320/IMG_7813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dot had a good time helping Madisyn make snow angels (which didn't work so well because the snow was so dry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jNP9VC38LrY/TVR6XJ2_blI/AAAAAAAAFBg/rH-Gefxy5jY/s1600/IMG_7823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572213177166294610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jNP9VC38LrY/TVR6XJ2_blI/AAAAAAAAFBg/rH-Gefxy5jY/s320/IMG_7823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's always important to have the tractor in working order when inclement weather is expected. Never know when you might have to rescue someone. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7SCl2hjREMs/TVR6W5n6WfI/AAAAAAAAFBY/Nq8K7Jqb94s/s1600/IMG_7828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572213172808079858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7SCl2hjREMs/TVR6W5n6WfI/AAAAAAAAFBY/Nq8K7Jqb94s/s320/IMG_7828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Griffin was having wardrobe malfunctions and wasn't having the best time. It seems he has outgrown his Muck boots but not grown into the next size in the Witcher boot stash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FF-UfeL3Oc4/TVR6W6_mEKI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/BAea5Nw8DnA/s1600/IMG_7833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572213173175849122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FF-UfeL3Oc4/TVR6W6_mEKI/AAAAAAAAFBQ/BAea5Nw8DnA/s320/IMG_7833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think he did eventually decide to have fun but was glad to come in for hot chocolate and leave the boot dilemma behind him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-5833671228673407780?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/5833671228673407780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/5833671228673407780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/5833671228673407780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-fun.html' title='Snow Fun!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sMWEPyMsiv8/TVR7H8yXpxI/AAAAAAAAFDY/5l2V3kVKap4/s72-c/IMG_7750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-1853385384672581669</id><published>2011-02-17T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T05:02:00.439-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fly on the Wall'/><title type='text'>Fly on the Wall - Ben Edition</title><content type='html'>Recently we purchased a new range. The other night while fixing supper Ben started in with his quite frequent routine of asking questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben: I wanna ask you something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok, ask away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben: I wanna ask you this - Why did we get a new stove?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Because the old one broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben: Why did it break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know, I guess it was old and just quit working right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben: I bought that stove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, you helped Mommy and Daddy pick it out, didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben: Yep, we went to Wowe's (Lowe's) and bought it. It was when &lt;em&gt;the kids&lt;/em&gt; spent the night with Papaw. (Madisyn, Ty, and Griffin spent the night when they went to get Skeeter which was the same weekend we bought the stove.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben: I remember. Me and Wenwe (Henry) went to Wowe's  but &lt;em&gt;the kids&lt;/em&gt; didn't get to go. They &lt;strong&gt;had&lt;/strong&gt; to stay at Papaw's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cracks me up the way he refers to his older siblings as "the kids".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-1853385384672581669?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/1853385384672581669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/fly-on-wall-ben-edition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1853385384672581669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1853385384672581669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/fly-on-wall-ben-edition.html' title='Fly on the Wall - Ben Edition'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-8953680222777569388</id><published>2011-02-16T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T05:23:00.610-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire's First Bottle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_3zfwSwu63c/TVR0CyJFXLI/AAAAAAAAFBI/42fLEt_wzzE/s1600/IMG_7717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572206230132579506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_3zfwSwu63c/TVR0CyJFXLI/AAAAAAAAFBI/42fLEt_wzzE/s320/IMG_7717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Each Tuesday night this month, I have been taking a class and learning how to operate my serger correctly. It's amazing how much more you can learn from a live person compared to the book. The kids have been staying home with Kent. My absence has required Mary Claire take a bottle. My well-trained oldest daughter knew I would want pictures of the milestone. She even suggested I blog about it. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2bT-05yIcW0/TVR0CiYC37I/AAAAAAAAFBA/C3BfGGmZnd0/s1600/IMG_7718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572206225900363698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2bT-05yIcW0/TVR0CiYC37I/AAAAAAAAFBA/C3BfGGmZnd0/s320/IMG_7718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both times Mary Claire was given a bottle she only drank about 1.5 ozs. She snacks just enough to make it until Mommy comes home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-8953680222777569388?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/8953680222777569388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/mary-claires-first-bottle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8953680222777569388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8953680222777569388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/mary-claires-first-bottle.html' title='Mary Claire&apos;s First Bottle'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_3zfwSwu63c/TVR0CyJFXLI/AAAAAAAAFBI/42fLEt_wzzE/s72-c/IMG_7717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-4906144045066347972</id><published>2011-02-15T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T05:19:01.916-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mamaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Mamaw comes to town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Recently on a beautiful Saturday, Mamaw came to town. So the kids loaded up and headed to Papaw's house to see Mamaw and Aunt Betty. Aunt Betty brought some adorable clothes for Mary Claire including a plaid dress that is too sweet. Uncle Phillip and Aunt Vicki were there and we all had a good visit. I'm known as the photography nut in the family and they tolerate my paparazzi style impromptu photo shoots pretty well. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572205281713604498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wp6TeWTHXik/TVRzLlAYR5I/AAAAAAAAFA4/zKOIJQBH20E/s320/IMG_7705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-4906144045066347972?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/4906144045066347972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/mamaw-comes-to-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4906144045066347972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4906144045066347972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/mamaw-comes-to-town.html' title='Mamaw comes to town'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wp6TeWTHXik/TVRzLlAYR5I/AAAAAAAAFA4/zKOIJQBH20E/s72-c/IMG_7705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-7925261721255342281</id><published>2011-02-14T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T05:12:00.684-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sew Darlin&apos; Creations'/><title type='text'>Sister, Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNViABH6Axw/TVRxUYDGEJI/AAAAAAAAFAw/tdDqteDIoHg/s1600/IMG_7694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572203233830899858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNViABH6Axw/TVRxUYDGEJI/AAAAAAAAFAw/tdDqteDIoHg/s320/IMG_7694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back in the fall, I went to Hancock Fabrics and saw a wonderful corduroy fabric that I knew Madisyn would love. It was brown with pink horses all over it. Being the tightwad I am, I waited for it to go on sale. And waited and waited. Finally a sales flyer came with 40% off coupon. So I headed to Searcy. They were sold out. I wasn't deterred, I could go to Jonesboro. They were sold out. There's always Memphis, I thought. Sold out! I couldn't believe it. I ended up ordering on-line and paying regular price. :-( Madisyn wanted one for her little sister as well, so I made matching outfits. Mary Claire actually has two. The one pictured and one a little bigger so she could match Madisyn all winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ8tmr1DpJc/TVRxUee-I8I/AAAAAAAAFAo/7__sbBdnW3k/s1600/IMG_7695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572203235558433730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ8tmr1DpJc/TVRxUee-I8I/AAAAAAAAFAo/7__sbBdnW3k/s320/IMG_7695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madisyn loves her horse jumper and Mary Claire love her big sister so everyone is happy. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-7925261721255342281?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/7925261721255342281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/sister-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7925261721255342281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7925261721255342281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/sister-sister.html' title='Sister, Sister'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNViABH6Axw/TVRxUYDGEJI/AAAAAAAAFAw/tdDqteDIoHg/s72-c/IMG_7694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-1811084385449852716</id><published>2011-02-12T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T05:35:00.283-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Budgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frugal Living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walgreens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><title type='text'>Walgreens Deals 2/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;There are some great ladies on a board I frequent that have been bragging about the great deals they get at Walgreens and other drug stores. I've been wanting to give it a try myself for some time and decided to jump in. This is my 3rd week to shop the deals and I think I'm getting the hang of it. Everything I buy isn't necessarily items I would normally buy but I get some of them free or more than free and I can use the overage to buy things I do want {plus we get some "treats"}. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Transaction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UDe3JwybVa0/TVYONHfdT-I/AAAAAAAAFDs/5ZITB9MKMvI/s1600/IMG_7836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UDe3JwybVa0/TVYONHfdT-I/AAAAAAAAFDs/5ZITB9MKMvI/s320/IMG_7836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have Madisyn with me so sometimes I have her check out separately so I can get more of the things I really want. The above was what I bought. 2 Colgate toothpastes, 2 tubes of Ritz Crackers, Cranberry juice, Lysol automatic soap dispenser, Gummy bears {shopping with the 3 middle boys leads to impulse buys &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;}, 2 Halls cough drops {all they had}, Hand sanitizer, and 2 Hershey's drops {which are really good LOL} .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total out of pocket ~ $3.98 . Total saved ~ $45.36!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Transaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYzjSCM6uF0/TVYONK76kcI/AAAAAAAAFD0/WELmJT2I2Kg/s1600/IMG_7837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYzjSCM6uF0/TVYONK76kcI/AAAAAAAAFD0/WELmJT2I2Kg/s320/IMG_7837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was Madisyn's. I try to make her transaction simpler with less coupons. She purchased 2 Hershey's drops, 2 bags Planter's trail mix, Hand Sanitizer, Cranberry Juice, and 3 Halls Cough Drops. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total out of pocket ~ $4.12. Total saved ~ $28.95.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It takes quite a bit of planning to figure out what to buy as there are several "rules". They were out of a few of the things I wanted so I had to recalculate in the store and that is getting easier. Between the two transactions I earned $23 in Register rewards which are like additional coupons that come off my total after store and manufacturer coupons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In past weeks I have purchased shampoo, razors, Arnica, Nyquil, Kleenex, etc. Once I build my coupon stash up a little more, I should be able to get even better deals. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-1811084385449852716?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/1811084385449852716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/walgreens-deals-211.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1811084385449852716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1811084385449852716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/walgreens-deals-211.html' title='Walgreens Deals 2/11'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UDe3JwybVa0/TVYONHfdT-I/AAAAAAAAFDs/5ZITB9MKMvI/s72-c/IMG_7836.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-8943577492773792618</id><published>2011-02-11T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T05:28:00.445-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Saddlin' Up Skeeter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5-oJueQfgVU/TVRou8A5spI/AAAAAAAAFAU/A2mY5TEJNJc/s1600/IMG_7668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572193794557325970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5-oJueQfgVU/TVRou8A5spI/AAAAAAAAFAU/A2mY5TEJNJc/s320/IMG_7668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Skeeter came "home" (for now home is Papaw's house) shortly after the new year. Unfortunately, it rained and rained and rained so it was some time before the kids could ride him. We finally had a Saturday where it wasn't raining and Daddy was available. So we headed to Papaw's to see what Skeeter could do. Daddy rode him first and then it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madisyn's&lt;/span&gt; turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EHi3ScPbpCY/TVRodQbTWvI/AAAAAAAAFAM/dlyt48lZl90/s1600/IMG_7673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572193490799123186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EHi3ScPbpCY/TVRodQbTWvI/AAAAAAAAFAM/dlyt48lZl90/s320/IMG_7673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy stayed close by since we aren't completely confident in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Skeeter's&lt;/span&gt; manners. ;-) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; jumped on like an old pro. I guess riding a horse is kind of like riding a bike, you might get rusty but you don't completely forget. I'm pretty sure she has been trying to figure out a way to make it to lots of horse shows this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TxIKPalSl2w/TVRodYo6UZI/AAAAAAAAFAE/VR5pC0uxXH8/s1600/IMG_7674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572193493003686290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TxIKPalSl2w/TVRodYo6UZI/AAAAAAAAFAE/VR5pC0uxXH8/s320/IMG_7674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben wasn't much for horseback riding so he played in the sand pile instead. Any guesses what his clothes and boots did to the van when he got in? :-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lux0b7eZndc/TVRodCuWVXI/AAAAAAAAE_8/iq5_Xq5Vh8U/s1600/IMG_7675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572193487120913778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lux0b7eZndc/TVRodCuWVXI/AAAAAAAAE_8/iq5_Xq5Vh8U/s320/IMG_7675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi and Granddaddy had the Saturday free so they came over to see the kids in action. It was still cool out so Henry, Mary Claire, Mimi and I watched from the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rsFXIc9K2bo/TVRocqcG5NI/AAAAAAAAE_0/0mtmOeSDkHU/s1600/IMG_7678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572193480601953490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rsFXIc9K2bo/TVRocqcG5NI/AAAAAAAAE_0/0mtmOeSDkHU/s320/IMG_7678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was finally Ty's turn and he did really well. He hasn't spent as much time on a horse as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; but he isn't far behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ae9NGfGc4Q/TVRocqcjzWI/AAAAAAAAE_s/sa258e499rE/s1600/IMG_7680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572193480603848034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ae9NGfGc4Q/TVRocqcjzWI/AAAAAAAAE_s/sa258e499rE/s320/IMG_7680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-8943577492773792618?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/8943577492773792618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/saddlin-up-skeeter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8943577492773792618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8943577492773792618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/saddlin-up-skeeter.html' title='Saddlin&apos; Up Skeeter'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5-oJueQfgVU/TVRou8A5spI/AAAAAAAAFAU/A2mY5TEJNJc/s72-c/IMG_7668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-8540925032371218121</id><published>2011-02-10T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T04:43:00.211-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUolpT9i24I/AAAAAAAAE-U/CQIVL_NGccc/s1600/IMG_7559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569305280860314498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUolpT9i24I/AAAAAAAAE-U/CQIVL_NGccc/s320/IMG_7559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A newborn photographer, I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUolcsbsL8I/AAAAAAAAE-M/9dOJKvNVUMM/s1600/IMG_7574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569305064090906562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUolcsbsL8I/AAAAAAAAE-M/9dOJKvNVUMM/s320/IMG_7574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mary Claire was pretty tolerant of my position changes . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUolcbZM1TI/AAAAAAAAE-E/kPl_cVxzMWE/s1600/IMG_7608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569305059517060402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUolcbZM1TI/AAAAAAAAE-E/kPl_cVxzMWE/s320/IMG_7608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hair accessory changes . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUolcYRFQtI/AAAAAAAAE98/T77uwoUDT-8/s1600/IMG_7617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569305058677703378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUolcYRFQtI/AAAAAAAAE98/T77uwoUDT-8/s320/IMG_7617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the constant flashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUolcDmhOEI/AAAAAAAAE90/ACSiQsptpsI/s1600/IMG_7623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569305053130471490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUolcDmhOEI/AAAAAAAAE90/ACSiQsptpsI/s320/IMG_7623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She toughed it out and we finally got the shot I imagined. I still haven't managed to capture all the poses I would like to have, but we are getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUolcEQ9m1I/AAAAAAAAE9s/cOn2KrfGOog/s1600/IMG_7660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569305053308492626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUolcEQ9m1I/AAAAAAAAE9s/cOn2KrfGOog/s320/IMG_7660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also tackled the Big Brother/Sister shirt pose. I think they have talent. ;-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-8540925032371218121?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/8540925032371218121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/photo-shoot.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8540925032371218121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8540925032371218121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/photo-shoot.html' title='Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUolpT9i24I/AAAAAAAAE-U/CQIVL_NGccc/s72-c/IMG_7559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-35282598324177066</id><published>2011-02-09T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T04:30:04.136-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire's First Real Bath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoiRbN2e7I/AAAAAAAAE9k/Q0b0TnrmTvw/s1600/IMG_7457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569301571956014002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoiRbN2e7I/AAAAAAAAE9k/Q0b0TnrmTvw/s320/IMG_7457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Mary Claire enjoyed her first real bath. Her sister and brothers wanted to assist but I thought it best to give her first bath quietly and calmly. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoiQ3X_xdI/AAAAAAAAE9c/2GEIVr07Tv4/s1600/IMG_7465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569301562334889426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoiQ3X_xdI/AAAAAAAAE9c/2GEIVr07Tv4/s320/IMG_7465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "How do I look, Daddy? This better not end up on the internet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoiQqHrgyI/AAAAAAAAE9U/Vp6qPCxEFKk/s1600/IMG_7468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569301558776791842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoiQqHrgyI/AAAAAAAAE9U/Vp6qPCxEFKk/s320/IMG_7468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never cried or whimpered. I had forgotten how difficult it is to wash a little bitty baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoiQfJ8LkI/AAAAAAAAE9M/qKEftsQg9HM/s1600/IMG_7483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569301555833482818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoiQfJ8LkI/AAAAAAAAE9M/qKEftsQg9HM/s320/IMG_7483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Each time she's had her hair washed it seems to get a little lighter. It's like she has wash out hair dye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoiQLpcUNI/AAAAAAAAE9E/qJbra9q4NDo/s1600/IMG_7484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569301550596903122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoiQLpcUNI/AAAAAAAAE9E/qJbra9q4NDo/s320/IMG_7484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-35282598324177066?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/35282598324177066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/mary-claires-first-real-bath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/35282598324177066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/35282598324177066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/mary-claires-first-real-bath.html' title='Mary Claire&apos;s First Real Bath'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoiRbN2e7I/AAAAAAAAE9k/Q0b0TnrmTvw/s72-c/IMG_7457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-1062624245597556265</id><published>2011-02-09T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T02:45:00.142-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoePyfpnXI/AAAAAAAAE88/clg2XmgzfPA/s1600/IMG_7319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569297145798434162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoePyfpnXI/AAAAAAAAE88/clg2XmgzfPA/s320/IMG_7319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We started a family tradition of staying home on Christmas Day a few years ago. It allows us to enjoy a low stress day of no traveling with our little family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoePqPjUwI/AAAAAAAAE80/gHBF_TkqN2o/s1600/IMG_7327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569297143583429378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoePqPjUwI/AAAAAAAAE80/gHBF_TkqN2o/s320/IMG_7327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our children are sleepers. They aren't the type to wake at 5 am. Though Griffin frequently says he got up at the crack of dawn {8:00 am to him}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoePowTqTI/AAAAAAAAE8s/aiVFl8CkE0s/s1600/IMG_7330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569297143183943986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoePowTqTI/AAAAAAAAE8s/aiVFl8CkE0s/s320/IMG_7330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After everyone gets up, we open gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUodzw0C0kI/AAAAAAAAE8k/rla5UD4hON4/s1600/IMG_7360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569296664310764098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUodzw0C0kI/AAAAAAAAE8k/rla5UD4hON4/s320/IMG_7360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year Mary Claire needed a little help opening hers. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUodz_WLgII/AAAAAAAAE8c/DrDwf0ZDJqI/s1600/IMG_7439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569296668212035714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUodz_WLgII/AAAAAAAAE8c/DrDwf0ZDJqI/s320/IMG_7439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gifts, we made sugar cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUodzQxEHbI/AAAAAAAAE8U/xXzQ9RpHEUo/s1600/IMG_7442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569296655708331442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUodzQxEHbI/AAAAAAAAE8U/xXzQ9RpHEUo/s320/IMG_7442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I cheated and bought pre-made dough. I don't think the kids cared. It's all about the decorating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUodzblZEzI/AAAAAAAAE8M/B6R_792Oqvw/s1600/IMG_7446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569296658612163378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUodzblZEzI/AAAAAAAAE8M/B6R_792Oqvw/s320/IMG_7446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm pretty sure the bar got more sprinkles than the cookies. I'm afraid I may have created a few monsters as the kids have been asking to make more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUodzc23HfI/AAAAAAAAE8E/Lzyvpfo3vkA/s1600/IMG_7451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569296658953870834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUodzc23HfI/AAAAAAAAE8E/Lzyvpfo3vkA/s320/IMG_7451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-1062624245597556265?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/1062624245597556265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1062624245597556265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1062624245597556265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-at-home.html' title='Christmas at Home'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoePyfpnXI/AAAAAAAAE88/clg2XmgzfPA/s72-c/IMG_7319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-2144288777071560201</id><published>2011-02-08T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T20:23:23.105-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire you are TWO months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lRRLA0vPo7s/TVNhT3_YpOI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/wjfcGfnCCao/s1600/IMG_7730-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571904158062650594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lRRLA0vPo7s/TVNhT3_YpOI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/wjfcGfnCCao/s320/IMG_7730-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You weigh 10 lbs 3.5 oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 21 and 3/4 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your head is 39 cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hp8bmnzr7tQ/TVNhTgwRB0I/AAAAAAAAE_Q/A1zQJCt7mv4/s1600/IMG_7738-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571904151825221442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hp8bmnzr7tQ/TVNhTgwRB0I/AAAAAAAAE_Q/A1zQJCt7mv4/s320/IMG_7738-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You have outgrown all of your preemie clothes but still wear newborn and some 0-3 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You started smiling around 6.5 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a cute grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m8ojzIJrs5Y/TVNhTIuyztI/AAAAAAAAE_I/Tsh1jtoGEdQ/s1600/IMG_7742-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571904145376595666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m8ojzIJrs5Y/TVNhTIuyztI/AAAAAAAAE_I/Tsh1jtoGEdQ/s320/IMG_7742-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You tend to give me one 4-5 hour stretch of sleep at night and otherwise nurse every 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really like your swing and hang out in it next to the table during school time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to be wrapped, despite strangers concerns that you can't breathe in there. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bDSGbYRD-2s/TVNhShBCLGI/AAAAAAAAE_A/OQG01kQIZ68/s1600/IMG_7723-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571904134715681890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bDSGbYRD-2s/TVNhShBCLGI/AAAAAAAAE_A/OQG01kQIZ68/s320/IMG_7723-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; {Some pictures from earlier this week because you looked so cute in your outfit from Aunt Vicki. :-D }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are currently experiencing your 2nd cold. I'm not sure if you caught another or just didn't quite get over the first one. This time has been much worse and had us concerned about your breathing. Thankfully, your lungs were clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have had two bottles. Mommy is taking a serger class on Tuesday nights so you've spent a couple of hours away from Mommy both weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very content baby and rarely cry. In fact, when you do cry it always takes me a second to realize that it's not coming from the radio or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgR0qfUZeoo/TVNhSRlR1qI/AAAAAAAAE-4/_L8qLn450Tw/s1600/IMG_7727-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571904130572736162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgR0qfUZeoo/TVNhSRlR1qI/AAAAAAAAE-4/_L8qLn450Tw/s320/IMG_7727-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-2144288777071560201?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/2144288777071560201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/mary-claire-you-are-two-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2144288777071560201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2144288777071560201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/mary-claire-you-are-two-months-old.html' title='Mary Claire you are TWO months old!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lRRLA0vPo7s/TVNhT3_YpOI/AAAAAAAAE_Y/wjfcGfnCCao/s72-c/IMG_7730-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-5695824827243791441</id><published>2011-02-08T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T05:30:00.637-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569291109891679346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoYwc_VpHI/AAAAAAAAE7M/nU3acyC8ZHc/s320/IMG_7264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Christmas I make the kids matching pjs that they open on Christmas Eve. This year featured John Deere fabric again. Gowns for the girls and pants with appliqued initials for the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoY7f7j5cI/AAAAAAAAE78/fVawCn3HTlE/s1600/IMG_7300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569291299659703746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoY7f7j5cI/AAAAAAAAE78/fVawCn3HTlE/s320/IMG_7300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Henry really liked playing with the bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoY7czO5bI/AAAAAAAAE70/F_woTRECu5w/s1600/IMG_7298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569291298819466674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoY7czO5bI/AAAAAAAAE70/F_woTRECu5w/s320/IMG_7298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe how much Mary Claire has changed already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoYxMqSCwI/AAAAAAAAE7s/d_UTaThwzQM/s1600/IMG_7292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569291122688264962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoYxMqSCwI/AAAAAAAAE7s/d_UTaThwzQM/s320/IMG_7292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben is working on saying cheese for pictures. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoYwySgc5I/AAAAAAAAE7k/GcUMI4FuLwY/s1600/IMG_7286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569291115609224082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoYwySgc5I/AAAAAAAAE7k/GcUMI4FuLwY/s320/IMG_7286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Griffin, on the other hand, is always ready to pose for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoYwvaJdmI/AAAAAAAAE7c/7T9wPeYCRr8/s1600/IMG_7284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569291114835965538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoYwvaJdmI/AAAAAAAAE7c/7T9wPeYCRr8/s320/IMG_7284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madisyn really liked her nightgown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoYwTbmgrI/AAAAAAAAE7U/cpRaY5O1ftA/s1600/IMG_7280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569291107325870770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoYwTbmgrI/AAAAAAAAE7U/cpRaY5O1ftA/s320/IMG_7280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how big Ty has gotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-5695824827243791441?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/5695824827243791441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/5695824827243791441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/5695824827243791441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUoYwc_VpHI/AAAAAAAAE7M/nU3acyC8ZHc/s72-c/IMG_7264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-7008295604695005274</id><published>2011-02-08T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T04:32:00.181-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Phillip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Witcher Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aunt Vicki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mamaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Kirk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Christmas #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTwD1iOH6I/AAAAAAAAE6c/lprhSRrHCPs/s1600/IMG_7050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563335388410290082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTwD1iOH6I/AAAAAAAAE6c/lprhSRrHCPs/s320/IMG_7050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mary Claire wasn't much for partying at our Witcher Family Christmas but she was adorable nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTwDGXjaDI/AAAAAAAAE6U/Pw7rkd4gtLg/s1600/IMG_7051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563335375749081138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTwDGXjaDI/AAAAAAAAE6U/Pw7rkd4gtLg/s320/IMG_7051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTwBj7hQ_I/AAAAAAAAE6M/HM1YF3thb2o/s1600/IMG_7053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563335349324825586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTwBj7hQ_I/AAAAAAAAE6M/HM1YF3thb2o/s320/IMG_7053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent a lot of time taking pictures. I'm amazed how much "family" our kids have. I didn't have any Grandfathers or great-grandparents growing up and my kiddos have two Grandfathers, a Great-Grandfather and 3 Great-Grandmothers. I want them to always remember their great-grandparents. I treasure any pictures I have of my grandmothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTwAMTh9KI/AAAAAAAAE6E/2lbxrjxzVJQ/s1600/IMG_7076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563335325803213986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTwAMTh9KI/AAAAAAAAE6E/2lbxrjxzVJQ/s320/IMG_7076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Mamaw looks a little scared in this one. Maybe she should be - Griffin looks a little shifty. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTv_5ulwWI/AAAAAAAAE58/GGWfRKET_SQ/s1600/IMG_7083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563335320816435554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTv_5ulwWI/AAAAAAAAE58/GGWfRKET_SQ/s320/IMG_7083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvos9i96I/AAAAAAAAE50/TgPLqHeu330/s1600/IMG_7093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563334922252515234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvos9i96I/AAAAAAAAE50/TgPLqHeu330/s320/IMG_7093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Griffin wore his white shirt and was so upset when he got there and Papaw was wearing a striped shirt. Papaw changed so Griffin could match and it made Griffin's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvoQFEPpI/AAAAAAAAE5s/C8Rmb2_KBQI/s1600/IMG_7097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563334914499427986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvoQFEPpI/AAAAAAAAE5s/C8Rmb2_KBQI/s320/IMG_7097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvnlC1CuI/AAAAAAAAE5k/afsMX3q92aA/s1600/IMG_7103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563334902947318498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvnlC1CuI/AAAAAAAAE5k/afsMX3q92aA/s320/IMG_7103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvnOIqf1I/AAAAAAAAE5c/z2ZuGqTgqww/s1600/IMG_7105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563334896797777746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvnOIqf1I/AAAAAAAAE5c/z2ZuGqTgqww/s320/IMG_7105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvlb7j9AI/AAAAAAAAE5U/lxC_iZfd_h0/s1600/IMG_7118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563334866141180930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvlb7j9AI/AAAAAAAAE5U/lxC_iZfd_h0/s320/IMG_7118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had quite a crew for our celebration. Calen couldn't make it but we were so glad Uncle Phillip, Aunt Vicki, Brooke and Joey joined us. Aunt Vicki and Uncle Phillip amaze me at how involved they are in our kids lives (Aunt Betty as well - though she can't make it to as much since she doesn't live here). They really have a special bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvEUO4MPI/AAAAAAAAE5M/01ET8Irr3vc/s1600/IMG_7133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563334297139032306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvEUO4MPI/AAAAAAAAE5M/01ET8Irr3vc/s320/IMG_7133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvENJkJWI/AAAAAAAAE5E/7To4qLobs4k/s1600/IMG_7153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563334295237698914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvENJkJWI/AAAAAAAAE5E/7To4qLobs4k/s320/IMG_7153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How did Grandparents ever get to be old enough to be Grandparents without their Grandkids there to help them? :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvEP5MErI/AAAAAAAAE48/36m8kP12HUI/s1600/IMG_7170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563334295974318770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvEP5MErI/AAAAAAAAE48/36m8kP12HUI/s320/IMG_7170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year various family members ask for a Christmas list for the kids. My reply is always the same - Anything tractor related for the boys and anything horse related for Madisyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvD23MIlI/AAAAAAAAE40/PK8p7hQF51w/s1600/IMG_7175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563334289255047762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvD23MIlI/AAAAAAAAE40/PK8p7hQF51w/s320/IMG_7175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Vicki got Mary Claire an adorable monkey dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvD1OBqCI/AAAAAAAAE4s/uN-tWFHe-Bs/s1600/IMG_7186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563334288813959202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTvD1OBqCI/AAAAAAAAE4s/uN-tWFHe-Bs/s320/IMG_7186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gift of the evening was purchased by Unc and Papaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTuTMBfHVI/AAAAAAAAE4k/30FmDhGVoDA/s1600/IMG_7189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563333453121789266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTuTMBfHVI/AAAAAAAAE4k/30FmDhGVoDA/s320/IMG_7189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was for all 6 kids but Madisyn was the primary gift opener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTuS4AytOI/AAAAAAAAE4c/VOqgpapllCg/s1600/IMG_7196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563333447750169826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTuS4AytOI/AAAAAAAAE4c/VOqgpapllCg/s320/IMG_7196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A PONY!!! Skeeter had to spend a few more weeks being ridden so he would be ready for the job ahead of him! ;-) Madisyn has kept the picture close by and has shown it to anyone who would look. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTuSlWACHI/AAAAAAAAE4U/qFGGjshhrBg/s1600/IMG_7199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563333442738849906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTuSlWACHI/AAAAAAAAE4U/qFGGjshhrBg/s320/IMG_7199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Griffin's default position at Nana and Papaw's house. That boy sure likes to watch TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTuSeCsi8I/AAAAAAAAE4M/hhDPwj4Tr_k/s1600/IMG_7202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563333440778832834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTuSeCsi8I/AAAAAAAAE4M/hhDPwj4Tr_k/s320/IMG_7202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ty purchased a construction tool set for his brothers and set to work putting it together and showing them how it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTuSLDcNEI/AAAAAAAAE4E/UtjQXCxsHe8/s1600/IMG_7203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563333435681682498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTuSLDcNEI/AAAAAAAAE4E/UtjQXCxsHe8/s320/IMG_7203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Safety conscious Henry, reporting for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTt_zJ4vGI/AAAAAAAAE38/SFJPhOn3m_4/s1600/IMG_7206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563333120028621922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTt_zJ4vGI/AAAAAAAAE38/SFJPhOn3m_4/s320/IMG_7206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mary Claire found some calming activities to participate in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTt_qXBXcI/AAAAAAAAE30/zzUI1MhS-yE/s1600/IMG_7208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563333117667794370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTt_qXBXcI/AAAAAAAAE30/zzUI1MhS-yE/s320/IMG_7208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana and Papaw enjoyed checking out everyone's favorite Christmas gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTt_nlkigI/AAAAAAAAE3s/-1Ad0TvP9D4/s1600/IMG_7211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563333116923513346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTt_nlkigI/AAAAAAAAE3s/-1Ad0TvP9D4/s320/IMG_7211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we're ever attacked by aliens, I think I'm in good hands. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-7008295604695005274?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/7008295604695005274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7008295604695005274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7008295604695005274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-2.html' title='Christmas #2'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTwD1iOH6I/AAAAAAAAE6c/lprhSRrHCPs/s72-c/IMG_7050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-5372759411254052200</id><published>2011-02-07T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T17:17:00.956-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Kirk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>First Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTquYmGEVI/AAAAAAAAE1c/QKD5mYqeF8s/s1600/IMG_6743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563329522306519378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTquYmGEVI/AAAAAAAAE1c/QKD5mYqeF8s/s320/IMG_6743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Mary Claire was just a few days old, I needed to go to the chiropractor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTquHwBxeI/AAAAAAAAE1U/9vmOT18RLUQ/s1600/IMG_6746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563329517784778210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTquHwBxeI/AAAAAAAAE1U/9vmOT18RLUQ/s320/IMG_6746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we made our first trip as a family of 8. Adding an extra car seat definitely makes the van feel a little smaller. I don't think it took more than an hour or two to get ready to go. It's amazing how much packing another diaper bag can slow you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTqgpgJ3nI/AAAAAAAAE1M/Rti9ZSbxePs/s1600/IMG_6750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563329286326836850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTqgpgJ3nI/AAAAAAAAE1M/Rti9ZSbxePs/s320/IMG_6750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While I was getting adjusted Henry got to take over the controls. I'm pretty sure he opened the sun roof multiple times on this rainy Saturday. Thankfully we didn't get too wet. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTqgSRdZVI/AAAAAAAAE1E/krcUIlgPG9I/s1600/IMG_6755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563329280091186514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTqgSRdZVI/AAAAAAAAE1E/krcUIlgPG9I/s320/IMG_6755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mrs. Lynda met us there and gave Mary Claire another exam. Her jaundice looked a little worse and we took her to the pediatrician the following Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTqgS8k7YI/AAAAAAAAE08/009ITr_DT_I/s1600/IMG_6764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563329280272035202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTqgS8k7YI/AAAAAAAAE08/009ITr_DT_I/s320/IMG_6764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That afternoon Uncle Kirk stopped by and was the first Uncle/Aunt to meet our newest sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTqgBXR7QI/AAAAAAAAE00/GsQ_8k8_CTk/s1600/IMG_6767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563329275552197890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTqgBXR7QI/AAAAAAAAE00/GsQ_8k8_CTk/s320/IMG_6767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's a good thing she tolerates being passed around so well because everyone is always jumping at the chance to hold her. Even Henry likes being a big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTqf38-xzI/AAAAAAAAE0s/UsiQCXgm5RM/s1600/IMG_6770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563329273025972018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTqf38-xzI/AAAAAAAAE0s/UsiQCXgm5RM/s320/IMG_6770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, the biggest big brother is  more fun to rough house with than a newborn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-5372759411254052200?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/5372759411254052200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/5372759411254052200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/5372759411254052200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/first-trip.html' title='First Trip'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTquYmGEVI/AAAAAAAAE1c/QKD5mYqeF8s/s72-c/IMG_6743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-7923333721095324060</id><published>2011-02-07T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T05:20:00.081-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aunt Kristen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Justin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Billy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Izzy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raegen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lynden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aunt Robin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Granddaddy'/><title type='text'>Christmas #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTtohHbofI/AAAAAAAAE3k/mIed34072xw/s1600/IMG_6895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563332720049496562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTtohHbofI/AAAAAAAAE3k/mIed34072xw/s320/IMG_6895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Saturday before Christmas, Mary Claire made her big debut and met her cousins. We met at Mom and Dad's to celebrate Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTtGna0CBI/AAAAAAAAE3U/-3JSezrpfmM/s1600/IMG_6899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563332137625847826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTtGna0CBI/AAAAAAAAE3U/-3JSezrpfmM/s320/IMG_6899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Henry needed a little help opening gifts. I think by the time we were done he was starting to get the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTtGWhOkRI/AAAAAAAAE3M/L9o6i0lK-T8/s1600/IMG_6902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563332133089349906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTtGWhOkRI/AAAAAAAAE3M/L9o6i0lK-T8/s320/IMG_6902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be a little chaotic when 17 people are involved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTtGOdI3cI/AAAAAAAAE3E/GdfGiJxqhdY/s1600/IMG_6904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563332130924715458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTtGOdI3cI/AAAAAAAAE3E/GdfGiJxqhdY/s320/IMG_6904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzy was completely decked out in Christmas cheer. I loved her glittery shoes and tutu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTtF6EbRyI/AAAAAAAAE28/JDZwbpaFDqU/s1600/IMG_6907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563332125452355362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTtF6EbRyI/AAAAAAAAE28/JDZwbpaFDqU/s320/IMG_6907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided not to exchange gifts among adults this year but the kids helped me make a photo calendar for the grandparents. Right now, all of their grandchildren have been born in a different month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTtF6wJkXI/AAAAAAAAE20/eBv_m3jrKAI/s1600/IMG_6909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563332125635744114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTtF6wJkXI/AAAAAAAAE20/eBv_m3jrKAI/s320/IMG_6909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mimi also got a laptop sleeve monogrammed just for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTsqIvXBTI/AAAAAAAAE2s/RoTGtWDsh3E/s1600/IMG_6911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563331648354190642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTsqIvXBTI/AAAAAAAAE2s/RoTGtWDsh3E/s320/IMG_6911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Robin and Raegen checked out the calendar as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTspwdE5JI/AAAAAAAAE2k/kLEzb1W_Sd8/s1600/IMG_6913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563331641835054226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTspwdE5JI/AAAAAAAAE2k/kLEzb1W_Sd8/s320/IMG_6913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Granddaddy had a good time snuggling the newest member of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTspny7V5I/AAAAAAAAE2c/HW3lacpxQxI/s1600/IMG_6944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563331639510783890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTspny7V5I/AAAAAAAAE2c/HW3lacpxQxI/s320/IMG_6944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After opening gifts and eating lunch, the kids decorated a gingerbread house. I think it's becoming a tradition. Next year we might have to make it a gingerbread village as I'm sure Henry and Izzy (and possibly Lynden) won't be happy to just sit and watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTspcYmegI/AAAAAAAAE2U/1KOh0ZvdLgM/s1600/IMG_6947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563331636447574530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTspcYmegI/AAAAAAAAE2U/1KOh0ZvdLgM/s320/IMG_6947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think half the candy ended up in bellies as opposed to the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTspdKkINI/AAAAAAAAE2M/uqtH4-j1xqU/s1600/IMG_6949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563331636657135826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTspdKkINI/AAAAAAAAE2M/uqtH4-j1xqU/s320/IMG_6949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTrQ2MN8NI/AAAAAAAAE2E/d15f3wEFjqA/s1600/IMG_6957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563330114366599378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTrQ2MN8NI/AAAAAAAAE2E/d15f3wEFjqA/s320/IMG_6957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two were pretty good at sneaking candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTrQ_PUihI/AAAAAAAAE18/VHiBgwUnqao/s1600/IMG_6959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563330116795533842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTrQ_PUihI/AAAAAAAAE18/VHiBgwUnqao/s320/IMG_6959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTrQoYqTbI/AAAAAAAAE10/3SKTGqrY5cI/s1600/IMG_6960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563330110660693426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTrQoYqTbI/AAAAAAAAE10/3SKTGqrY5cI/s320/IMG_6960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzy was smart enough to avoid the hard, stale gingerbread house candy. I'm sure she was thinking "silly boys". LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTrQjHXqcI/AAAAAAAAE1s/5vuTvrokATI/s1600/IMG_6966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563330109245991362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTrQjHXqcI/AAAAAAAAE1s/5vuTvrokATI/s320/IMG_6966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the gingerbread house, we visited Grandmother Sansoucie (Mom's mom). I think they nursing home was a bit overwhelmed with the sudden arrival of 6 children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTrQdbm3yI/AAAAAAAAE1k/4OyhFcJtkfI/s1600/RichardsonChristmas2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563330107720261410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTrQdbm3yI/AAAAAAAAE1k/4OyhFcJtkfI/s320/RichardsonChristmas2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-7923333721095324060?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/7923333721095324060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7923333721095324060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7923333721095324060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-1.html' title='Christmas #1'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTtohHbofI/AAAAAAAAE3k/mIed34072xw/s72-c/IMG_6895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-7372310853062328808</id><published>2011-02-04T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T05:15:00.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party hardy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mamaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Grandpa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTp9sLgsFI/AAAAAAAAE0k/MZ-ixwuT6E4/s1600/IMG_6871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563328685750136914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTp9sLgsFI/AAAAAAAAE0k/MZ-ixwuT6E4/s320/IMG_6871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of Mary Claire's first times to leave the house was to go visit Great-Grandpa Lawrence. He turned 95 about a week after she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTp9X9r3MI/AAAAAAAAE0c/R59W2gL98xs/s1600/IMG_6872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563328680323439810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTp9X9r3MI/AAAAAAAAE0c/R59W2gL98xs/s320/IMG_6872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa tolerated "help" opening his chocolate cherries. I'm not sure he could have gotten them open without 6 of his great-grands. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTp9abxCkI/AAAAAAAAE0U/K6xUciuFbjQ/s1600/IMG_6876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563328680986479170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTp9abxCkI/AAAAAAAAE0U/K6xUciuFbjQ/s320/IMG_6876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Claire visited wiht Mamaw as well who kept calling her a "little doll".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTp8ghls6I/AAAAAAAAE0M/80Ph0GIwOYM/s1600/IMG_6878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563328665441645474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTp8ghls6I/AAAAAAAAE0M/80Ph0GIwOYM/s320/IMG_6878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictures with one child can be a challenge - 6 is near impossible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-7372310853062328808?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/7372310853062328808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-birthday-grandpa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7372310853062328808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7372310853062328808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-birthday-grandpa.html' title='Happy Birthday, Grandpa!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTp9sLgsFI/AAAAAAAAE0k/MZ-ixwuT6E4/s72-c/IMG_6871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-660104536369736231</id><published>2011-02-04T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T05:08:00.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***I'm almost caught up. ;-) Just a few more blasts from the past that I want to document and I should be back to regular blogging. Don't give up on me just yet. :-) ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Christmas quickly approaching and my endurance level quickly decreasing we decided to go ahead take pictures for our Christmas cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTo_xWT-xI/AAAAAAAAEz8/PubPnC-WtcE/s1600/IMG_0162-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563327621985729298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTo_xWT-xI/AAAAAAAAEz8/PubPnC-WtcE/s320/IMG_0162-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took several pictures and finally chose this as our Christmas card. I addressed our cards and put them in the mail, only to be surprised by Mary Claire's arrival the day most people got the card in the mail! :-) It just so happened that was our last picture as a family of "only" 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTToqLKl94I/AAAAAAAAEzw/xHLGMDMsMgc/s1600/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563327250958776194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTToqLKl94I/AAAAAAAAEzw/xHLGMDMsMgc/s320/IMG_0222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also managed to get individual shots of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTopdTmU7I/AAAAAAAAEzo/31k8zt2569g/s1600/IMG_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563327238648517554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTopdTmU7I/AAAAAAAAEzo/31k8zt2569g/s320/IMG_0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe how much they've all grown and changed over the last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563327624355147330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTo_6LObkI/AAAAAAAAE0E/kIwogGJ0Hlk/s320/IMG_0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTopEliVlI/AAAAAAAAEzg/BCIXBrZhEk0/s1600/IMG_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563327232012867154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTopEliVlI/AAAAAAAAEzg/BCIXBrZhEk0/s320/IMG_0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569216304636799602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TUnUuNswqnI/AAAAAAAAE6w/WAlL7lonEQE/s320/bentile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Mary Claire arrived we got dressed up again and took some more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTToo6M9tjI/AAAAAAAAEzY/o8sDvRHThOw/s1600/IMG_6618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563327229225449010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTToo6M9tjI/AAAAAAAAEzY/o8sDvRHThOw/s320/IMG_6618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first picture as a family of 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTToo_1dQlI/AAAAAAAAEzQ/O-TfYJ-ffmo/s1600/Witcher-2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563327230737465938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTToo_1dQlI/AAAAAAAAEzQ/O-TfYJ-ffmo/s320/Witcher-2012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-660104536369736231?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/660104536369736231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/660104536369736231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/660104536369736231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-pictures.html' title='Christmas Pictures'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTo_xWT-xI/AAAAAAAAEz8/PubPnC-WtcE/s72-c/IMG_0162-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-4923221968618110348</id><published>2011-02-03T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T05:04:00.439-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aunt Kristen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Justin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Billy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Izzy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raegen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lynden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aunt Robin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Granddaddy'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTnjejgFsI/AAAAAAAAEzI/a2clNzFZFyQ/s1600/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563326036392810178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTnjejgFsI/AAAAAAAAEzI/a2clNzFZFyQ/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year we had 3 Thanksgivings. First we headed to Mom and Dad's. We had a great time eating with cousins . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTnjEyYtCI/AAAAAAAAEzA/-qMoUmEXfgA/s1600/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563326029475918882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTnjEyYtCI/AAAAAAAAEzA/-qMoUmEXfgA/s320/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and Aunts and Uncles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTniyzHBSI/AAAAAAAAEy4/zEfm_IqzcL4/s1600/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563326024647116066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTniyzHBSI/AAAAAAAAEy4/zEfm_IqzcL4/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we headed to Searcy and checked out the Christmas lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTniqork1I/AAAAAAAAEyo/JWMpdNuDdnQ/s1600/IMG_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563326022455890770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTniqork1I/AAAAAAAAEyo/JWMpdNuDdnQ/s320/IMG_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Thanksgiving day actually rolled around the only cooking I did was keeping Mary Claire in the oven. ;-) We had a very relaxing day of watching movies and snacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTnRmPGfrI/AAAAAAAAEyg/UOrSIzVOygI/s1600/IMG_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563325729217085106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTnRmPGfrI/AAAAAAAAEyg/UOrSIzVOygI/s320/IMG_0124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving number 3 included friends that are like family. Madisyn and Clara Beth posed in their matching turkey dresses. She's very excited to have a little sister to dress alike now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTnRqwMhsI/AAAAAAAAEyY/fwfewQ5-Bek/s1600/IMG_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563325730429634242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTnRqwMhsI/AAAAAAAAEyY/fwfewQ5-Bek/s320/IMG_0125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Henry was thinking he could get used to eating homemade Mac and Cheese and ham on a weekly basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTnReXCxWI/AAAAAAAAEyQ/Fzho1UtsZbA/s1600/IMG_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563325727102911842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTnReXCxWI/AAAAAAAAEyQ/Fzho1UtsZbA/s320/IMG_0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giddy Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTnQxm9xqI/AAAAAAAAEyA/7Fi1EFf10S4/s1600/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563325715090097826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTnQxm9xqI/AAAAAAAAEyA/7Fi1EFf10S4/s320/IMG_0131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing like a good book to end the evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-4923221968618110348?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/4923221968618110348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4923221968618110348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4923221968618110348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTnjejgFsI/AAAAAAAAEzI/a2clNzFZFyQ/s72-c/IMG_0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-8247553894931303790</id><published>2011-02-03T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T05:00:28.281-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party hardy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aunt Betty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mamaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mamaw!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTmQvw_JQI/AAAAAAAAEx4/ms3IR27msbc/s1600/IMG_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563324615083631874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTmQvw_JQI/AAAAAAAAEx4/ms3IR27msbc/s320/IMG_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One our of last trips before Mary Claire was born was to visit Mamaw Witcher on her birthday. Madisyn and Ty rode with Papaw and we met at Colton's. Aunt Betty and April also joined us. We had a great time wishing Mamaw a Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTmQX2fC8I/AAAAAAAAExw/0Sk7mVSQfeg/s1600/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563324608664243138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTmQX2fC8I/AAAAAAAAExw/0Sk7mVSQfeg/s320/IMG_0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-8247553894931303790?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/8247553894931303790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-birthday-mamaw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8247553894931303790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8247553894931303790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-birthday-mamaw.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mamaw!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTmQvw_JQI/AAAAAAAAEx4/ms3IR27msbc/s72-c/IMG_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-8284330956725138452</id><published>2011-02-02T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T14:24:46.923-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raegen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party hardy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lynden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aunt Robin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Granddaddy'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mimi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563324032195949634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTlu0Vu9EI/AAAAAAAAExI/O-PMCoZ1Ki4/s320/IMG_9998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of October/ first of November is a busy time for birthdays in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563324037364613106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTlvHmCf_I/AAAAAAAAExQ/qhccKuxackA/s320/IMG_9993.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Mimi celebrated another year and was treated to lunch out with several of her grandkids. A kind gentleman paid a portion of our bill. Unfortunately, he asked the waiter to remain anonymous so we aren't even sure who he was but we were very thankful for his generosity. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTlvWSW6aI/AAAAAAAAExY/6s4rLbDND5Y/s1600/IMG_9992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563324041308596642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTlvWSW6aI/AAAAAAAAExY/6s4rLbDND5Y/s320/IMG_9992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Mimi was on lunch break, we opened gifts before our food arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563324044121321570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTlvgw9sGI/AAAAAAAAExo/cqIWkxWY7Pg/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Henry's favorite part was the chips and dip. It doesn't matter what he's eating, it can always be improved with some type of dip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563324044782947362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTlvjOtTCI/AAAAAAAAExg/DY-xRWhDK4Y/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raegen, Lynden and Aunt Robin enjoyed the chips and salsa as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-8284330956725138452?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/8284330956725138452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-birthday-mimi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8284330956725138452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8284330956725138452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-birthday-mimi.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mimi!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTlu0Vu9EI/AAAAAAAAExI/O-PMCoZ1Ki4/s72-c/IMG_9998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-758171378617914238</id><published>2011-02-02T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T04:47:00.640-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mrs. Janet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Kirk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scott'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Granddaddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Mark'/><title type='text'>Hay-ving a good time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTlZ-MnPuI/AAAAAAAAExA/QIhUtQi67mU/s1600/IMG_9899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563323674064797410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTlZ-MnPuI/AAAAAAAAExA/QIhUtQi67mU/s320/IMG_9899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year was a tough year to plan a hayride but I'm so glad we did. Most of our family and tons of our friends joined us for a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTlZUdgeOI/AAAAAAAAEw4/sL1BReSu3Sg/s1600/IMG_9900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563323662861367522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTlZUdgeOI/AAAAAAAAEw4/sL1BReSu3Sg/s320/IMG_9900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the evening off with weenie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cookin&lt;/span&gt;' and marshmallow roasting. The weather was perfect. Just warm enough you didn't need to bundle up but cool enough for no bugs and a fire was welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTk8CbYU2I/AAAAAAAAEww/9Mmf_J7nork/s1600/IMG_9901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563323159804400482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTk8CbYU2I/AAAAAAAAEww/9Mmf_J7nork/s320/IMG_9901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were super excited that Uncle Scott and Mrs. Hannah were going to make it. I think getting to be part of Clara Beth's first hayride might have had something to do with that. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTk72LGbKI/AAAAAAAAEwo/7SVzxtOfUIA/s1600/IMG_9902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563323156514892962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTk72LGbKI/AAAAAAAAEwo/7SVzxtOfUIA/s320/IMG_9902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTk725cwAI/AAAAAAAAEwg/fYduxw3sbL4/s1600/IMG_9903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563323156709294082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTk725cwAI/AAAAAAAAEwg/fYduxw3sbL4/s320/IMG_9903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned to have potato sack races but the tater sacks didn't make it.  Griffin had a mini break down over the idea of no games. Thankfully, Daddy came to the rescue and suggested garbage bags. I don't think this will be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;permanent&lt;/span&gt; change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTk75IJh7I/AAAAAAAAEwY/SsGP9hKCHF0/s1600/IMG_9905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563323157307819954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTk75IJh7I/AAAAAAAAEwY/SsGP9hKCHF0/s320/IMG_9905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTk7j2OlMI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/ijuO6I_bIyM/s1600/IMG_9907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563323151595508930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTk7j2OlMI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/ijuO6I_bIyM/s320/IMG_9907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garbage bags aren't made for the roughness of jumping people even though they are made to hold a falling piano. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkqJp2CsI/AAAAAAAAEwI/0faOof5YQCY/s1600/IMG_9914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563322852506471106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkqJp2CsI/AAAAAAAAEwI/0faOof5YQCY/s320/IMG_9914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkp8FggoI/AAAAAAAAEwA/UopEYvfh7qU/s1600/IMG_9917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563322848864404098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkp8FggoI/AAAAAAAAEwA/UopEYvfh7qU/s320/IMG_9917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkpvJDzwI/AAAAAAAAEv4/DITO6TVNTd8/s1600/IMG_9934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563322845389639426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkpvJDzwI/AAAAAAAAEv4/DITO6TVNTd8/s320/IMG_9934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egg toss is another game we tend to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkpfEq5gI/AAAAAAAAEvw/nU-n1NikQjA/s1600/IMG_9942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563322841076262402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkpfEq5gI/AAAAAAAAEvw/nU-n1NikQjA/s320/IMG_9942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think Uncle Scott and Uncle Kirk are training for the extreme egg toss games. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkpPgTpiI/AAAAAAAAEvo/tBW-cDQFMsg/s1600/IMG_9943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563322836897211938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkpPgTpiI/AAAAAAAAEvo/tBW-cDQFMsg/s320/IMG_9943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was very pregnant and barely walking, I opted out of the hayride portion of the activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkZYuUx-I/AAAAAAAAEvg/i9KfYqC7Jo4/s1600/IMG_9952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563322564494018530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkZYuUx-I/AAAAAAAAEvg/i9KfYqC7Jo4/s320/IMG_9952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, it's a little more comfortable to stay behind. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkZJP02qI/AAAAAAAAEvY/sJSGkyiVmJc/s1600/IMG_9970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563322560339565218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkZJP02qI/AAAAAAAAEvY/sJSGkyiVmJc/s320/IMG_9970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But I do believe I missed out on a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkY83VjtI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/nwkr0nbc5hY/s1600/IMG_9973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563322557015625426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkY83VjtI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/nwkr0nbc5hY/s320/IMG_9973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkY2BlRKI/AAAAAAAAEvI/x1vNibPiDJI/s1600/IMG_9977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563322555179549858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkY2BlRKI/AAAAAAAAEvI/x1vNibPiDJI/s320/IMG_9977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, the picture I shared of Scott and Hannah was a newlywed shot. Now they are 3! What a difference a year makes. {Clara Beth is all bundled up under there.} &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkYcNJ_3I/AAAAAAAAEvA/pxNpv_BtIpk/s1600/IMG_9985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563322548248772466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTkYcNJ_3I/AAAAAAAAEvA/pxNpv_BtIpk/s320/IMG_9985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-758171378617914238?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/758171378617914238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/hay-ving-good-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/758171378617914238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/758171378617914238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/hay-ving-good-time.html' title='Hay-ving a good time'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTlZ-MnPuI/AAAAAAAAExA/QIhUtQi67mU/s72-c/IMG_9899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-7830962126684564952</id><published>2011-02-01T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T04:41:00.108-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>{Garage} Design on a Dime</title><content type='html'>. . . .well, maybe not a dime.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTili-tocI/AAAAAAAAEu4/fEbBSTYdShI/s1600/IMG_9817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563320574382285250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTili-tocI/AAAAAAAAEu4/fEbBSTYdShI/s320/IMG_9817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we moved in the house, one of our future to-do projects was to repaint the garage. It was a light tan color and always looked dirty. Kent power washed it at least once a year but it just didn't a coat of paint that seemed "cleanable".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTilm8k3CI/AAAAAAAAEuw/u68fZSfKKdg/s1600/IMG_9818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563320575447063586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTilm8k3CI/AAAAAAAAEuw/u68fZSfKKdg/s320/IMG_9818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The project finally moved up the list enough to get accomplished. We began by priming. The walls weren't bad but the ceiling was a bear. I was glad I was too pregnant to do the ceiling so poor Kent had to do all the ladder climbing and neck craining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTilqaYEjI/AAAAAAAAEuo/My1slBZiTPE/s1600/IMG_9821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563320576377360946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTilqaYEjI/AAAAAAAAEuo/My1slBZiTPE/s320/IMG_9821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids "helped". It was a pretty cool night but Henry would not keep shoes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTiY9csq1I/AAAAAAAAEug/igv5-HxtjUo/s1600/IMG_9824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563320358149073746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTiY9csq1I/AAAAAAAAEug/igv5-HxtjUo/s320/IMG_9824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wanted to get in on the painting action. In a few years maybe we can take them up on the offer of help and pull a Huck Finn. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTiY5JlhwI/AAAAAAAAEuY/RvIP0JOrIdc/s1600/IMG_9894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563320356995172098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTiY5JlhwI/AAAAAAAAEuY/RvIP0JOrIdc/s320/IMG_9894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When the walls were finished, the floor looked even worse. Kent decided to paint the floor. We bought a few kits and followed the directions carefully. The most important thing is cleaning the floor correctly. I'm happy to report that 3-4 months later it still looks just a great as it did when he finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTiYqJx-aI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/a2rOWuDEYwA/s1600/IMG_9895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563320352969456034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTiYqJx-aI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/a2rOWuDEYwA/s320/IMG_9895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cleaner and paint itself was very fumy so it's definitely not a job for expectant mommas. I kept the kids inside and only came out to capture a few pictures. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTiYZmSzLI/AAAAAAAAEuI/8UQnyZZp-zM/s1600/IMG_9896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563320348525644978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTiYZmSzLI/AAAAAAAAEuI/8UQnyZZp-zM/s320/IMG_9896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-7830962126684564952?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/7830962126684564952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/garage-design-on-dime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7830962126684564952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7830962126684564952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/02/garage-design-on-dime.html' title='{Garage} Design on a Dime'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTili-tocI/AAAAAAAAEu4/fEbBSTYdShI/s72-c/IMG_9817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-8375628751664668657</id><published>2011-01-31T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T17:38:06.098-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aunt Kristen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle Justin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Izzy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raegen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lynden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Granddaddy'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Izzy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThnNjQ5AI/AAAAAAAAEtQ/jWiOLVcuZbI/s1600/IzzyAnnounceHospBW.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563319503478121474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThnNjQ5AI/AAAAAAAAEtQ/jWiOLVcuZbI/s320/IzzyAnnounceHospBW.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hard to believe this was just a year ago! She has changed sooooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThf4Hs_SI/AAAAAAAAEtI/torfO1AZ0hk/s1600/IMG_9696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563319377466293538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThf4Hs_SI/AAAAAAAAEtI/torfO1AZ0hk/s320/IMG_9696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzy's first birthday party was on Ty's birthday so he got to attend two parties! We headed to BK and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThfi2n42I/AAAAAAAAEtA/gvDL8D0ItPM/s1600/IMG_9701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563319371757511522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThfi2n42I/AAAAAAAAEtA/gvDL8D0ItPM/s320/IMG_9701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Izzy was decked out in an adorable birthday dress and Kristen did a great job coordinating the cake and decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThfty3ZYI/AAAAAAAAEs4/aehlSgAlR74/s1600/IMG_9707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563319374694540674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThfty3ZYI/AAAAAAAAEs4/aehlSgAlR74/s320/IMG_9707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's amazing how different little boys and girls are even at age 1. Izzy picked up the dolls she received and gave them all lovin'. My boys grab them by an arm or leg and drag them around. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThfqF3dHI/AAAAAAAAEsw/mMP_tj9Jxys/s1600/IMG_9719-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563319373700494450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThfqF3dHI/AAAAAAAAEsw/mMP_tj9Jxys/s320/IMG_9719-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought this was a great picture of the birthday girl and mom and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThfaV50ZI/AAAAAAAAEso/F13ZUvekeOg/s1600/IMG_9724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563319369472790930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThfaV50ZI/AAAAAAAAEso/F13ZUvekeOg/s320/IMG_9724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It didn't take her long to figure out how the whole cake business worked. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThJW2eh5I/AAAAAAAAEsg/z2zs1th9oNo/s1600/IMG_9735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563318990578550674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThJW2eh5I/AAAAAAAAEsg/z2zs1th9oNo/s320/IMG_9735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi got to spend the day with all of her grandkids and Henry got some hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThI1INxsI/AAAAAAAAEsY/Y6H8sHI2Wp8/s1600/IMG_9741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563318981526144706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThI1INxsI/AAAAAAAAEsY/Y6H8sHI2Wp8/s320/IMG_9741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben wasn't interested in posing for a picture, he was too busy trying to finish his cake! It was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThIU6Y-gI/AAAAAAAAEsQ/88rr-KSQWU8/s1600/IMG_9746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563318972878223874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThIU6Y-gI/AAAAAAAAEsQ/88rr-KSQWU8/s320/IMG_9746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Griffin didn't waste anytime eating his cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThIbXITqI/AAAAAAAAEsI/7VpDK9TckaA/s1600/IMG_9755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563318974609378978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThIbXITqI/AAAAAAAAEsI/7VpDK9TckaA/s320/IMG_9755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granddaddy posed with his only granddaughters {at the time}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThIDx79oI/AAAAAAAAEsA/8BEVLpAtMEI/s1600/IMG_9774-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563318968279365250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThIDx79oI/AAAAAAAAEsA/8BEVLpAtMEI/s320/IMG_9774-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our attempt at a cousins picture. What do you expect with 3 one and under and 2 three year olds. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-8375628751664668657?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/8375628751664668657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-izzy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8375628751664668657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8375628751664668657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-izzy.html' title='Happy Birthday, Izzy!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTThnNjQ5AI/AAAAAAAAEtQ/jWiOLVcuZbI/s72-c/IzzyAnnounceHospBW.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-7743111437381474179</id><published>2011-01-28T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T06:00:02.637-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party hardy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Granddaddy'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Ty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTf4Cn844I/AAAAAAAAEr4/C0_z1tEO3QE/s1600/054-103102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563317593579512706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTf4Cn844I/AAAAAAAAEr4/C0_z1tEO3QE/s320/054-103102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a difference 8 years makes! It's hard to believe that tiny little boy {OK, he wasn't exactly *tiny* at 8 lbs 10 oz but he was little to me} has grown into this great big young man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTf39fGzsI/AAAAAAAAErw/DzR9zVapQFo/s1600/IMG_9686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563317592200236738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTf39fGzsI/AAAAAAAAErw/DzR9zVapQFo/s320/IMG_9686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year seems to be the year of the bikes. The kids have grown so much that they all seem to have out grown so much that they needed new bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTfuG68NHI/AAAAAAAAEro/KMhivlbTgC4/s1600/IMG_9689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563317422934209650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTfuG68NHI/AAAAAAAAEro/KMhivlbTgC4/s320/IMG_9689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Izzy's birthday party was on Ty's birthday so after he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; his bike, we headed to her party. After the party we went to a movie of Ty's choosing (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sorcerer's&lt;/span&gt; Apprentice) and then dinner at Chili's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTft_3QggI/AAAAAAAAErg/8Hfqgh1kHco/s1600/IMG_9792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563317421039714818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTft_3QggI/AAAAAAAAErg/8Hfqgh1kHco/s320/IMG_9792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi and Granddaddy were able to join us for Ty's birthday supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTftooFJRI/AAAAAAAAErY/T5j3_c7Ysxo/s1600/IMG_9794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563317414802040082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTftooFJRI/AAAAAAAAErY/T5j3_c7Ysxo/s320/IMG_9794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The birthday boy had requested ribs. Since we were still in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Searcy&lt;/span&gt; so late we decided to let Chili's do the cooking. ;-) I don't think he minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTftpisQsI/AAAAAAAAErQ/4UvweheZf8Q/s1600/IMG_9800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563317415047873218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTftpisQsI/AAAAAAAAErQ/4UvweheZf8Q/s320/IMG_9800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when the birthday dessert came out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTftQFnlmI/AAAAAAAAErI/pGdsbNG1OMo/s1600/IMG_9802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563317408215045730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTftQFnlmI/AAAAAAAAErI/pGdsbNG1OMo/s320/IMG_9802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even Henry thought it was good. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-7743111437381474179?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/7743111437381474179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-ty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7743111437381474179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7743111437381474179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-ty.html' title='Happy Birthday, Ty!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTf4Cn844I/AAAAAAAAEr4/C0_z1tEO3QE/s72-c/054-103102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-2880764196982489731</id><published>2011-01-27T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T06:00:15.995-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Field Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4-H'/><title type='text'>Learning to serve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTZfgT5vYI/AAAAAAAAEog/fHQkXn283BU/s1600/IMG_9420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563310574981987714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTZfgT5vYI/AAAAAAAAEog/fHQkXn283BU/s320/IMG_9420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Each year our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; / 4-H group assists with a fundraiser put on by the cooperative extension service. The food is provided by the extension homemaker's clubs and local farmer's wives. All the dishes contain rice in some form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTZfe8aitI/AAAAAAAAEoY/d_GQHcAzk3o/s1600/IMG_9421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563310574615038674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTZfe8aitI/AAAAAAAAEoY/d_GQHcAzk3o/s320/IMG_9421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids assist people in carrying their plates and drinks and then bus the tables.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTZfDYgpPI/AAAAAAAAEoQ/fzTEFcHX5hM/s1600/IMG_9422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563310567216686322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTZfDYgpPI/AAAAAAAAEoQ/fzTEFcHX5hM/s320/IMG_9422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Local businesses also donate door prizes and the students deliver those to the winners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the first year Ty and Griffin participated. I was quite proud of them, as they did an excellent job. Mommy wasn't the only one impressed either. They each received tips {Griffin also got a couple of kisses on the cheek ;-) }from a few different ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTZe6TjeMI/AAAAAAAAEoI/egFaW0-qW6Q/s1600/IMG_9424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563310564779980994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTZe6TjeMI/AAAAAAAAEoI/egFaW0-qW6Q/s320/IMG_9424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papaw attends each year and this year was no different.  I guess Griffin was tired from all that table busing. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTZemz5WlI/AAAAAAAAEoA/MXehMNfUQcA/s1600/IMG_9426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563310559546923602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTZemz5WlI/AAAAAAAAEoA/MXehMNfUQcA/s320/IMG_9426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-2880764196982489731?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/2880764196982489731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/learning-to-serve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2880764196982489731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2880764196982489731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/learning-to-serve.html' title='Learning to serve'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTZfgT5vYI/AAAAAAAAEog/fHQkXn283BU/s72-c/IMG_9420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-3185477413273435167</id><published>2011-01-26T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T06:00:07.125-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Field Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4-H'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Granddaddy'/><title type='text'>Pickin' Punkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTafgb5qnI/AAAAAAAAEqI/9wQSnXf5k7Y/s1600/IMG_9429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563311674527165042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTafgb5qnI/AAAAAAAAEqI/9wQSnXf5k7Y/s320/IMG_9429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my favorite fall activities is visiting the pumpkin patch. We met a few families from our homeschool/ 4-H group and Mimi &amp;amp; Granddaddy at Peebles for a grand time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTafcs19uI/AAAAAAAAEqA/kav6kPHzaXA/s1600/IMG_9438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563311673524483810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTafcs19uI/AAAAAAAAEqA/kav6kPHzaXA/s320/IMG_9438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our last visit lots of photo-ops have been created. Here Madisyn is delivering Griffin, Mimi and Henry to the farmer's market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTafRll-cI/AAAAAAAAEp4/U9YTKpbIYAE/s1600/IMG_9447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563311670541285826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTafRll-cI/AAAAAAAAEp4/U9YTKpbIYAE/s320/IMG_9447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a survival capsule that kind of looks like a giant pumpkin where children can play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaTrrAopI/AAAAAAAAEpw/NDeoI4RHsx8/s1600/IMG_9451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563311471384896146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaTrrAopI/AAAAAAAAEpw/NDeoI4RHsx8/s320/IMG_9451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaTmgDRkI/AAAAAAAAEpo/NszOyYtC6S4/s1600/IMG_9455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563311469996754498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaTmgDRkI/AAAAAAAAEpo/NszOyYtC6S4/s320/IMG_9455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Henry and Mimi are almost 6 feet tall. It won't be long before Ty outgrows Mimi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaTpVwxLI/AAAAAAAAEpg/jmdRKTIa84U/s1600/IMG_9460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563311470758905010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaTpVwxLI/AAAAAAAAEpg/jmdRKTIa84U/s320/IMG_9460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The hayride is always lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaTNtczAI/AAAAAAAAEpY/RCr6Wh6MMww/s1600/IMG_9469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563311463342066690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaTNtczAI/AAAAAAAAEpY/RCr6Wh6MMww/s320/IMG_9469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very bright day when we visited. I thought late October was supposed to bring cooler temps? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaTPUQlqI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/In_2tff30w0/s1600/IMG_9470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563311463773279906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaTPUQlqI/AAAAAAAAEpQ/In_2tff30w0/s320/IMG_9470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't remember why Ben was pouting. Probably because he couldn't drive the tractor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaBbMGyOI/AAAAAAAAEpI/IQODM2bvPrM/s1600/IMG_9504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563311157722663138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaBbMGyOI/AAAAAAAAEpI/IQODM2bvPrM/s320/IMG_9504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peebles Farm always has a great corn maize. We tend to take the shortest, most direct route from entrance to exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaBDTcj9I/AAAAAAAAEpA/-sKLy0FvyjM/s1600/IMG_9508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563311151310999506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaBDTcj9I/AAAAAAAAEpA/-sKLy0FvyjM/s320/IMG_9508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Henry's stroller but he found that the view from Mimi's shoulders was much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaAxp0Z5I/AAAAAAAAEo4/QLE8zej8yVU/s1600/IMG_9510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563311146572998546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaAxp0Z5I/AAAAAAAAEo4/QLE8zej8yVU/s320/IMG_9510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaAAn0HOI/AAAAAAAAEow/igfX1sZfxv8/s1600/IMG_9639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563311133411253474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTaAAn0HOI/AAAAAAAAEow/igfX1sZfxv8/s320/IMG_9639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The play area has a huge snake-ish creature made of old tractor tires for climbing. Henry wasn't walking well yet, but he didn't let that slow his climbing any!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTZ_9rru0I/AAAAAAAAEoo/GXT0upq5a90/s1600/IMG_9659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563311132622175042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTZ_9rru0I/AAAAAAAAEoo/GXT0upq5a90/s320/IMG_9659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a trip to the pumpkin patch without selecting the perfect pumpkin? I don't recommend attempting pumpkin selection in a hurry. It's a very delicate process that might cause some mommies **cough, cough, ME  cough, cough** to loose their patience. I can always try to do better next year. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-3185477413273435167?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/3185477413273435167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/pickin-punkins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3185477413273435167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3185477413273435167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/pickin-punkins.html' title='Pickin&apos; Punkins'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTafgb5qnI/AAAAAAAAEqI/9wQSnXf5k7Y/s72-c/IMG_9429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-726761683048344108</id><published>2011-01-25T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T06:00:04.461-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Charity begins at . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTbBnOkfsI/AAAAAAAAErA/To09rv60YtM/s1600/IMG_9412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563312260465852098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTbBnOkfsI/AAAAAAAAErA/To09rv60YtM/s320/IMG_9412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An event we always enjoy participating in as a family is charity auctions. I love how our children can see first hand how a community will come together and support one of their own.  Whether it's raising money for new fire equipment or helping someone with medical bills, communities helping their members is such an act of love. How else can you explain someone paying $200 for a stick of summer sausage or $400 for a pie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTbBW-6uKI/AAAAAAAAEq4/DES7H7YLzKI/s1600/IMG_9413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563312256105232546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTbBW-6uKI/AAAAAAAAEq4/DES7H7YLzKI/s320/IMG_9413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always amazed at the number of handmade items that are brought. Businesses donate goods and services but it's the handknit and sewn items along with goodies from the kitchens of some of the counties best cooks that really raise money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTa3umAoDI/AAAAAAAAEqo/wTV8IxQsOq4/s1600/IMG_9415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563312090644521010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTa3umAoDI/AAAAAAAAEqo/wTV8IxQsOq4/s320/IMG_9415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids get to "help" by holding up auction items and delivering them to the new owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTa3MqZnmI/AAAAAAAAEqg/E4DIs53g_5A/s1600/IMG_9416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563312081536130658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTa3MqZnmI/AAAAAAAAEqg/E4DIs53g_5A/s320/IMG_9416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, Papaw and Unc call bids during the auctions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTa3A0eU9I/AAAAAAAAEqY/jaSAWKYtDPM/s1600/IMG_9417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563312078357156818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTa3A0eU9I/AAAAAAAAEqY/jaSAWKYtDPM/s320/IMG_9417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also a great time of fellowship and socialization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTa25dOJ_I/AAAAAAAAEqQ/I1vIRsWcbz4/s1600/IMG_9419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563312076380579826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTa25dOJ_I/AAAAAAAAEqQ/I1vIRsWcbz4/s320/IMG_9419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-726761683048344108?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/726761683048344108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/charity-begins-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/726761683048344108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/726761683048344108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/charity-begins-at.html' title='Charity begins at . . .'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTbBnOkfsI/AAAAAAAAErA/To09rv60YtM/s72-c/IMG_9412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-7722125646256090266</id><published>2011-01-24T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T06:00:12.233-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raegen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lynden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Granddaddy'/><title type='text'>Life's not fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTYBAHfALI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/E5KuEtYl5lk/s1600/IMG_9073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563308951432265906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTYBAHfALI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/E5KuEtYl5lk/s320/IMG_9073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back in October we attended the Arkansas State Fair. Unfortunately, we went before all the animals are required to be there. In the future we will wait until later in fair week to attend. Our family isn't much on riding rides or playing carnival games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, the kids did slide down the huge slide and I think they had a great time! Ben need a little help getting up the steps and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; and Griffin were happy to hold his hand all the way down. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTX5ZszFlI/AAAAAAAAEnI/nyVKy2xm5X4/s1600/IMG_9092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563308820860704338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTX5ZszFlI/AAAAAAAAEnI/nyVKy2xm5X4/s320/IMG_9092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of our favorite parts of the fair is Farm Bureau exhibit. They have displays set up where kids can shell corn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTX5LxStSI/AAAAAAAAEnA/Obz9U6APTUw/s1600/IMG_9124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563308817121457442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTX5LxStSI/AAAAAAAAEnA/Obz9U6APTUw/s320/IMG_9124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTX4w9JpCI/AAAAAAAAEm4/hCEEgYNG0Ns/s1600/IMG_9126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563308809923437602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTX4w9JpCI/AAAAAAAAEm4/hCEEgYNG0Ns/s320/IMG_9126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milk a cow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTX47xMCQI/AAAAAAAAEmw/DlI8NXf4bGg/s1600/IMG_9128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563308812826052866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTX47xMCQI/AAAAAAAAEmw/DlI8NXf4bGg/s320/IMG_9128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTX4llnkLI/AAAAAAAAEmo/RihpgqcjlX4/s1600/IMG_9135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563308806871945394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTX4llnkLI/AAAAAAAAEmo/RihpgqcjlX4/s320/IMG_9135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ride in a combine. Another favorite is the Game &amp;amp; Fish aquarium/trailer. It has lots of Arkansas native aquatic-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTXNdfWcCI/AAAAAAAAEmg/eoV9nhGs5hg/s1600/IMG_9138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563308065963798562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTXNdfWcCI/AAAAAAAAEmg/eoV9nhGs5hg/s320/IMG_9138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, another bonus of the fair is the free stuff. Doesn't every family need 5 plastic fireman hats? ;-) Henry enjoyed a game of peek-a-boo with his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTXNezDh1I/AAAAAAAAEmY/Fe0zDws6FRg/s1600/IMG_9141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563308066314880850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTXNezDh1I/AAAAAAAAEmY/Fe0zDws6FRg/s320/IMG_9141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The home crafts building had a beautiful fall display outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTXNIstzFI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/lVCMOCIbeQM/s1600/IMG_9151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563308060382710866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTXNIstzFI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/lVCMOCIbeQM/s320/IMG_9151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met Mimi, Granddaddy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Raegen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lynden&lt;/span&gt; and Aunt Robin at the fair. So the kids posed for a picture with the grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTXNHXMJGI/AAAAAAAAEmI/55ddvVc5dC4/s1600/IMG_9197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563308060023989346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTXNHXMJGI/AAAAAAAAEmI/55ddvVc5dC4/s320/IMG_9197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granddaddy had a bucket load of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTXM8fVUsI/AAAAAAAAEmA/eGgZDVxPMx8/s1600/IMG_9265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563308057105355458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTXM8fVUsI/AAAAAAAAEmA/eGgZDVxPMx8/s320/IMG_9265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-7722125646256090266?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/7722125646256090266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/lifes-not-fair.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7722125646256090266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7722125646256090266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/lifes-not-fair.html' title='Life&apos;s not fair'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTYBAHfALI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/E5KuEtYl5lk/s72-c/IMG_9073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-7003786221618230555</id><published>2011-01-21T13:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T13:12:47.949-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fly on the Wall'/><title type='text'>Fly On The Wall - Ben</title><content type='html'>Last night at supper I looked over and noticed Ben had a fork AND a spoon. I told him he didn't need the spoon and he should put it up before it was dirty.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; He replied "Yes,  I do."  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I then asked why.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; "Cause that fork won't do right." &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; That boy is something else.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-7003786221618230555?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/7003786221618230555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/fly-on-wall-ben.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7003786221618230555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7003786221618230555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/fly-on-wall-ben.html' title='Fly On The Wall - Ben'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-5252194805616566573</id><published>2011-01-20T10:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T10:25:17.679-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><title type='text'>Ms. Bettye would be proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTh-C3KQswI/AAAAAAAAE6o/JR4M44vojbE/2011-01-20_12-22-07_172.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTh-C3KQswI/AAAAAAAAE6o/JR4M44vojbE/s400/2011-01-20_12-22-07_172.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Diagramming sentences in 4th grade.&lt;div style='clear: both; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTNXWg1c9I/AAAAAAAAEl4/JCK-1b7ZAVw/s320/IMG_8996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before both Mommas got too big and uncomfortable we met our friends at the zoo for a fun filled day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTNXJkBgtI/AAAAAAAAElw/RiYsDnw7tEM/s1600/IMG_9006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563297237297103570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTNXJkBgtI/AAAAAAAAElw/RiYsDnw7tEM/s320/IMG_9006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was about 7 months pregnant and Jess was 5.5. Needless to say, we were much more worn out than our children! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTMxyM7GoI/AAAAAAAAElo/GXiZ3B8rDi0/s1600/IMG_9014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563296595371039362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTMxyM7GoI/AAAAAAAAElo/GXiZ3B8rDi0/s320/IMG_9014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids thoroughly enjoyed going through the Teton Trek exhibit. The wolves were having a good time chasing each other and provided a lot of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTMxvu-tYI/AAAAAAAAElg/pecv9UAp-xo/s1600/IMG_9015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563296594708575618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTMxvu-tYI/AAAAAAAAElg/pecv9UAp-xo/s320/IMG_9015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What's a trip to the zoo without a Sea Lion show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTMxeebZSI/AAAAAAAAElY/MboJ2FEBw2g/s1600/IMG_9018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563296590075749666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTMxeebZSI/AAAAAAAAElY/MboJ2FEBw2g/s320/IMG_9018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTMw_iT90I/AAAAAAAAElQ/11e7A_UQLA8/s1600/IMG_9023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563296581770540866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTMw_iT90I/AAAAAAAAElQ/11e7A_UQLA8/s320/IMG_9023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't think there was room for any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTMwge3j1I/AAAAAAAAElI/8C89cMwqzOM/s1600/IMG_9029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563296573434597202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTMwge3j1I/AAAAAAAAElI/8C89cMwqzOM/s320/IMG_9029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bonobos are always a favorite because you can get so close to them. They frequently hang out by the glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTLkhVAtHI/AAAAAAAAElA/GoN6cko3YBM/s1600/IMG_9032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563295267991630962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTLkhVAtHI/AAAAAAAAElA/GoN6cko3YBM/s320/IMG_9032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The prairie dog bubbles are lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTLkMxK1xI/AAAAAAAAEk4/1Q2uaeyLE0M/s1600/IMG_9033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563295262472591122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTLkMxK1xI/AAAAAAAAEk4/1Q2uaeyLE0M/s320/IMG_9033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben wouldn't join everyone else for the cow picture. I can't wait to go back in the spring and get one with SIX kiddos on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTLkGVzRjI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TqKDD34Q8hY/s1600/IMG_9040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563295260747187762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTLkGVzRjI/AAAAAAAAEkw/TqKDD34Q8hY/s320/IMG_9040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cow sitting is even more fun with friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTLjbFDFAI/AAAAAAAAEko/2mI6SOebBQI/s1600/IMG_9042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563295249134195714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTLjbFDFAI/AAAAAAAAEko/2mI6SOebBQI/s320/IMG_9042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Which came first, the chicken or the egg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTLi_RXrNI/AAAAAAAAEkg/5gwfXjpq3rs/s1600/IMG_9044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563295241669684434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTLi_RXrNI/AAAAAAAAEkg/5gwfXjpq3rs/s320/IMG_9044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTKsCu-2TI/AAAAAAAAEkY/mrnFTQpUS6M/s1600/IMG_9045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563294297706387762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTKsCu-2TI/AAAAAAAAEkY/mrnFTQpUS6M/s320/IMG_9045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even let them ride the train around the farm for the first time. We had it to ourselves and the kids had a great time. The M kiddos daddy works for Union Pacific, so trains are always a hit with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTKrwpjD2I/AAAAAAAAEkQ/6CNoqET4xPQ/s1600/IMG_9052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563294292851756898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTKrwpjD2I/AAAAAAAAEkQ/6CNoqET4xPQ/s320/IMG_9052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry wasn't sure about the slide at first . . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTKrmzjekI/AAAAAAAAEkI/bnzkb_djuh0/s1600/IMG_9059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563294290209372738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTKrmzjekI/AAAAAAAAEkI/bnzkb_djuh0/s320/IMG_9059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I think he feels the destination is worth the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTKrqWGI7I/AAAAAAAAEkA/N_pZo9V9T7I/s1600/IMG_9060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563294291159557042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTKrqWGI7I/AAAAAAAAEkA/N_pZo9V9T7I/s320/IMG_9060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Griffin never needs any encouragement to climb all over a playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTKrRauZUI/AAAAAAAAEj4/siJNgxXDftM/s1600/IMG_9065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563294284468086082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; 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href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/6737314136202349237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/20-amazoncom-gift-card-for-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/6737314136202349237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/6737314136202349237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/20-amazoncom-gift-card-for-10.html' title='$20 Amazon.com Gift Card for $10!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-3081699490041811397</id><published>2011-01-19T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T06:00:15.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Field Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Fun at the Children's Museum</title><content type='html'>and my children seem to love the cage. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTA93a0WUI/AAAAAAAAEjo/uudZSZWWDdw/s1600/IMG_8936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563283608790391106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTA93a0WUI/AAAAAAAAEjo/uudZSZWWDdw/s320/IMG_8936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is an exhibit about NYC and this is the skyscraper. Of course, they have to climb all the way to the top. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563283614002140866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTA-K1ZVsI/AAAAAAAAEjw/TwuMO2th0-M/s320/IMG_8935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ben got in on the action this time. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTA9jYwGGI/AAAAAAAAEjg/Yn8_yvjQdd4/s1600/IMG_8937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563283603413014626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTA9jYwGGI/AAAAAAAAEjg/Yn8_yvjQdd4/s320/IMG_8937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and he got a little stuck. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563283028840827506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTAcG8ESnI/AAAAAAAAEjI/pFoOUKpNpUA/s320/IMG_8941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for him he had a couple of big brothers that could help him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTA9de55CI/AAAAAAAAEjY/gcar58ddT5Y/s1600/IMG_8938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563283601828209698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTA9de55CI/AAAAAAAAEjY/gcar58ddT5Y/s320/IMG_8938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free at last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTAcgHLHUI/AAAAAAAAEjQ/EJKT3fRcXx0/s1600/IMG_8939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563283035598298434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTAcgHLHUI/AAAAAAAAEjQ/EJKT3fRcXx0/s320/IMG_8939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think Griffin is much for giving out warnings. You might want to slow down and obey all traffic laws when driving through his beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTAbpAso5I/AAAAAAAAEjA/pO2FqHMe1j4/s1600/IMG_8944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563283020807185298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTAbpAso5I/AAAAAAAAEjA/pO2FqHMe1j4/s320/IMG_8944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mississippi&lt;/span&gt; River exhibit is a favorite. What is it about kids and water?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTAban4kKI/AAAAAAAAEi4/xIfynmUhEmk/s1600/IMG_8945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563283016945012898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTAban4kKI/AAAAAAAAEi4/xIfynmUhEmk/s320/IMG_8945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, this was taken when it was a little warmer and Henry wasn't quite walking yet. We haven't been back since he found his legs. I'm sure he'll enjoy it even more now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTAbFbZ4gI/AAAAAAAAEiw/VusWxD315Y8/s1600/IMG_8949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563283011255525890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTAbFbZ4gI/AAAAAAAAEiw/VusWxD315Y8/s320/IMG_8949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-3081699490041811397?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/3081699490041811397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/fun-at-childrens-museum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3081699490041811397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3081699490041811397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/fun-at-childrens-museum.html' title='Fun at the Children&apos;s Museum'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTTA93a0WUI/AAAAAAAAEjo/uudZSZWWDdw/s72-c/IMG_8936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-8405744080338498850</id><published>2011-01-18T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T06:00:09.197-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chickens'/><title type='text'>I'm glad I'm not a chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTS8sGH_VUI/AAAAAAAAEio/-JBPKMjK534/s1600/IMG_8910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563278905453794626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTS8sGH_VUI/AAAAAAAAEio/-JBPKMjK534/s320/IMG_8910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The egg on the left is a fairly normal occurrence from our chickens. The middle egg is what most of our chickens lay and the last egg is from a friend's chicken. The friend's chicken lays what are typically sold in a grocery store as large eggs. Most of our chickens lay "jumbo" eggs and one chicken likes to out do them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTS8rH7mWcI/AAAAAAAAEig/Kr-FTHqkfk8/s1600/IMG_8911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563278888758827458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTS8rH7mWcI/AAAAAAAAEig/Kr-FTHqkfk8/s320/IMG_8911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This extra-extra large egg is a little over 8 inches around vertically . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTS8onhcY9I/AAAAAAAAEiY/JH5PClZPQjg/s1600/IMG_8912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563278845699449810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTS8onhcY9I/AAAAAAAAEiY/JH5PClZPQjg/s320/IMG_8912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 7 inches horizontally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTS8T0gCWYI/AAAAAAAAEiA/TaEMf4RVbKM/s1600/IMG_8915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563278488405956994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTS8T0gCWYI/AAAAAAAAEiA/TaEMf4RVbKM/s320/IMG_8915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to a large egg at 6.25 inches vertically . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTS8Tj33DiI/AAAAAAAAEh4/oKOP9DsogK8/s1600/IMG_8916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563278483942477346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTS8Tj33DiI/AAAAAAAAEh4/oKOP9DsogK8/s320/IMG_8916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 5.5 inches horizontally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one of those everyday things I wanted to document. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-8405744080338498850?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/8405744080338498850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-glad-im-not-chicken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8405744080338498850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8405744080338498850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-glad-im-not-chicken.html' title='I&apos;m glad I&apos;m not a chicken'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTS8sGH_VUI/AAAAAAAAEio/-JBPKMjK534/s72-c/IMG_8910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-8992268822324406897</id><published>2011-01-17T12:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T12:52:28.070-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newborn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire's Birth Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTSq00lCPZI/AAAAAAAAEhY/NeDg6k5mpck/s1600/Collages7-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563259264153304466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTSq00lCPZI/AAAAAAAAEhY/NeDg6k5mpck/s320/Collages7-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;{Front}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTSq0jL-OlI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/Wz-45Dsqr3c/s1600/IMG_6568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563259259484781138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTSq0jL-OlI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/Wz-45Dsqr3c/s320/IMG_6568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; {Inside Top}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTSq0P2TlNI/AAAAAAAAEhI/sfNgEOPWYgU/s1600/01-12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563259254293632210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTSq0P2TlNI/AAAAAAAAEhI/sfNgEOPWYgU/s320/01-12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; {Inside Bottom}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTSqzx0TTZI/AAAAAAAAEhA/_GOsVUr0wN4/s1600/IMG_7495-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563259246232161682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTSqzx0TTZI/AAAAAAAAEhA/_GOsVUr0wN4/s320/IMG_7495-3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; {Back}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I promise the all Mary Claire channel will get some additional cast soon. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-8992268822324406897?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/8992268822324406897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/mary-claires-birth-announcement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8992268822324406897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8992268822324406897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/mary-claires-birth-announcement.html' title='Mary Claire&apos;s Birth Announcement'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TTSq00lCPZI/AAAAAAAAEhY/NeDg6k5mpck/s72-c/Collages7-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-2072783163157097826</id><published>2011-01-08T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T21:15:02.216-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VBA4C'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VBAC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breech Birth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VBAmC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homebirth'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire's Birth Story, our Breech Birth After 4 Cesareans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not really sure how an entire month has passed since our newest blessing was born. I hope that anyone reading this will see the many incredible ways the Lord protected her and I; and orchestrated every aspect of her delivery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559996824589332066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkTp2HybmI/AAAAAAAAEdc/DZgRgSfldPs/s320/IMG_0119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{My last side view before picture.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a bit long but I want to be able to look back when I'm 90 and remember it all. The short version is - I had a breech baby in the garage. The longer version follows - you might want to grab a cup of coffee {or maybe a pot}, a comfortable chair and clear your agenda for the next hour or two. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559996826211489682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkTp8Kil5I/AAAAAAAAEdk/LdooWrvJvq0/s320/IMG_6498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Mommy and Mary Claire inside the house, nice and warm.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've mentioned before, despite being the mother of six, I've only had one natural birth and experienced true labor twice before. I had a 22 hour labor with Madisyn {my first} that ended in a cesarean section that I now believe could have been prevented. I had no labor with Ty {baby #2}. With Griffin and Ben {#3 and 4}, I had a few contractions and was whisked to the operating room for a cesarean "before I ruptured". I was induced with Mallory {our stillborn} but had very few contractions before she was delivered. My labor with Henry was 3.5 hours from water breaking to holding a perfect little man. He was born so fast that he beat the midwives here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559996834587670226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkTqbXk9tI/AAAAAAAAEds/q5vOYd735lA/s320/IMG_6499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Mary Claire just a few minutes old.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have experienced two natural births I have learned a few things about my body. Apparently, I have prodromal labor {labor that doesn't cause dilation and/or lead to delivery} that can last for hours beginning several weeks before actual delivery. I now believe that my "labor" with Griffin and Ben was probably prodromal labor and they might have remained in utero for as much as a few more weeks if left alone to come at their God-given natural time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559996844379737026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkTq_2MC8I/AAAAAAAAEd0/Vv3yopk-Yl4/s320/IMG_6505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Daddy weighing Mary Claire with Lynda and Penny watching.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My labor with Mary Claire was no different. The prodromal labor began around 35 weeks. We were concerned for awhile that she might even come earlier than what is considered safe. A week before she was born the prodromal labor began again. Because I had such a fast delivery with &lt;a href="http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2009/08/henrys-birth-or-our-unassisted-home.html"&gt;Henry&lt;/a&gt;, we called &lt;a href="http://www.chosenbirths.com/"&gt;my midwife, Lynda&lt;/a&gt;. When she and Dee arrived I was somewhat dilated but Mary Claire was still very high. After a few hours the contractions stopped and they went back home. After Henry's birth our policy is to not take any labor for granted as time is at a premium.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559997209091797442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkUAOgUccI/AAAAAAAAEeE/ZOsnD25VQR4/s320/IMG_6509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Lynda giving Mary Claire a very thorough exam.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Throughout my pregnancy I suffered from extremely painful pelvic issues. Relaxin is a hormone that causes a pregnant woman's joints and muscles to relax so that a baby can pass out of her body more easily. In my case, the Relaxin worked so well that I had trouble walking. I was visiting a chiropractor {almost 2 hours away} every other day by the time she was born. The chiropractor didn't "fix" me but I was able to get out of bed, which sadly, was an improvement. At this point, Lynda encouraged us to have an ultrasound to check the integrity of my cesarean scar to make sure that it wasn't the root of the pelvic issue and prodromal labor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559997212482856818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkUAbIz53I/AAAAAAAAEeM/IiqTtBOUxro/s320/IMG_6521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Mary Claire after a quick bath on birth night.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made an appointment with the ultrasound clinic on December 6 {two days before birth}. We took all the kids with us this time. The younger boys were really curious as to why we wouldn't just bring the baby home. In their minds, if we were going to take her out to get pictures, couldn't we just leave her out and take her home? LOL Once the technician got started, they quickly realized that Mary Claire wasn't coming out for her photo shoot. ;-) The ultrasound showed a perfect little girl estimated to weigh about 7 lbs. She was head down but had her arm up over her head. In a previous prenatal exam what we believed was an elbow was felt below her head and during an internal exam an arm and fingers were felt. She moved them when poked. I was concerned that she seemed to like her arm(s) over her head and worried some how that would affect delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559997217528707714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkUAt71eoI/AAAAAAAAEeU/VWAPiRpFBGs/s320/IMG_6526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Footprinting for the pretty birth certificate.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the two following days, I barely left the couch. I was just generally achy all over and my pelvic pain was at an all time high. Walking was extremely painful so I moved as little as possible. My due date was not until December 23 but I prayed frequently that the Lord would allow an earlier delivery as that is the only "cure" for the Relaxin caused pelvic problems I was having. When Kent came home on Tuesday he walked into a mini emergency. Madisyn had been helping to prepare supper and burnt her arm and side trying to drain boiling water. {Despite our constant pleas for her to not ever move pots and pans from the stove.} I was trying to help her soothe her injury, the boys were overly worked up and there was a terrible mess of steaming green beans and very hot puddles of water all over the kitchen floor. Unfortunately for him, his welcome home on Wednesday wasn't any calmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559997219337569762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkUA0rGheI/AAAAAAAAEek/lqrXwHgKgZI/s320/IMG_6531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;em&gt;Mary Claire and Mommy both feeling clean.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he walked in the door on Wednesday {December 8}, I attempted to get off the couch. Anyone who has ever been pregnant understands how difficult that can be. As I sat up, I felt a pop. Kent was still setting his computer and keys down when I said, "My water just broke". I felt terrible, because Kent looked like he had had a very very long day at work. He just said, "Are you serious?". I think my quick shuffle to the bathroom confirmed that I was indeed serious. I immediately called Lynda. At this point I hadn't had a single contraction, just the general aches I had felt all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559997215246331474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkUAlbrLlI/AAAAAAAAEec/PT0Azemh-T8/s320/IMG_6529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Griffin and Mary Claire the night of her birth.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 10 minutes {6:30} after my water broke, I had my first contraction. My contractions continued to occur about every 5 minutes and lasted approximately one minute. I had a birth pool set up in our bedroom and Kent filled it with the first batch of hot water. Because Mary Claire had been high the previous week, we decided it would be best to stay out of the pool until the midwife arrived. I didn't want anything to stall my labor. At some point, my sons decided to "help" and turned the water to the birth pool back on. Unfortunately, the hot water tank was already drained so it filled with cold water. "Fortunately", Kent discovered their "help" just before the pool overflowed and turned the water off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559997562087638866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkUUxhFh1I/AAAAAAAAEes/ZwyD7G6wOmY/s320/IMG_6533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Ty and Mary Claire.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;By 8:45 I felt a little "pushy" but I didn't feel the same pressure I felt with Henry. My contractions were much closer and were coming every 2 -3 minutes. They were also lasting longer and I had several where the end of one was the start of the next. Lynda had not arrived {she was two hours away and had to finish gathering supplies and an assistant} and I told Kent that I really felt like I should get in the pool to keep from pushing. Again, the pressure wasn't the same as with Henry. I was concerned that her arm was in the way and throwing things off and I didn't want to deliver before Lynda arrived {like we did with Henry}. The pool had enabled me to relax through contractions in the past and I was hoping it might slow things down enough to give Lynda plenty of time to arrive. Remember the "help" from my boys? Kent began removing water so that we could add hot water. The water was only slightly warm when I crawled in around 9:00 p.m.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559997569907021234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkUVOpX1bI/AAAAAAAAEe0/2Hepb9CxAHw/s320/IMG_6536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;{A very proud big sister, Madisyn, who was extremely helpful during the birth.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "pushy" sensation was eased a little by the water and I was able to relax somewhat. I was really surprised at how much calmer I was when compared to Henry's delivery. I suppose I knew what to expect this time. I wasn't as bothered by light and sound. In fact, we opted to let the kids stay at home; so we had a full house. Lynda and her assistant, Penny, arrived around 9:15. Mary Claire's heartrate was 140. Lynda conducted an internal exam and felt what she believed to be an arm; which was consistent with the ultrasound. However, behind the arm was very soft and not the top of Mary Claire's head; which was not consistent with the ultrasound. Lynda consulted with another midwife via phone and together they felt we should transport to the hospital. At this point, it was believed that Mary Claire was presenting a nuchal arm but her head was coming face first. Because we didn't know if she was anterior or posterior we needed to head to the hospital for her safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559997577142181442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkUVpmXnkI/AAAAAAAAEe8/Y03w4VdR7-c/s320/IMG_6546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Daddy and Mary Claire.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kent called his mom and asked her to come to the house to be with the kids. She was about 15 minutes away and left immediately. Lynda, Penny and Kent began gathering supplies. Kent prepared a bag for me and found dry clothes for me to put on. I didn't want to get out of the pool until we were ready to leave. I knew that the contractions would be much harder when no longer in the water and the urge to push would be much stronger. The last thing I wanted to do was deliver on the way to the hospital in my van! I only "flipped out" for a few moments. I knew that once I walked in the hospital I would be sent straight to the operating room. No matter what position Mary Claire was in upon arrival, a momma with a mispositioned baby with a history of 4 previous cesarean sections would have a repeat section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559997581232544322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkUV41lmkI/AAAAAAAAEfE/G_K4CZRw-5U/s320/IMG_6549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Mommy, Mary Claire, Lynda and Penny.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we waited for Nana to arrive, we decided to allow Kent's dad to take us to the hospital instead. This would allow Kent to focus his attention on me. My father-in-law's truck had emergency flashers/strobe lights and police radio. With his ability to contact the local police in the areas we would be driving through he could save us time during our drive. He's also known for being a bit of a speed demon. He actually arrived before my mother-in-law despite leaving after her. I had a slight break in contractions so I quickly got out of the pool and changed shirts. I wrapped a heavy robe around me and a towel around my waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559997588861759810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkUWVQiMUI/AAAAAAAAEfM/FmB0U1kO89A/s320/IMG_6562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Ben and Mary Claire the next morning.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were heading out the door, I felt something. In fact, that's what I called out. "Something just came out!" The pressure did not feel like my delivery with Henry. The "something" that came out did not feel like a head, though I wasn't entirely sure what might feel that size. Lynda raced around and pulled the towel back just as the second FOOT popped out. We were shocked! Forty-eight hours earlier Mary Claire had been head down. Ben (baby #4) kept turning from head down to breech but I knew each time he did. I felt nothing like that with Mary Claire. This was a complete and total shocking suprise to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560000298033792034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkW0BtexCI/AAAAAAAAEfU/rFNu49Xjeec/s320/IMG_6568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Mary Claire the morning after birth.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her feet appeared while I was standing in the doorway of the garage, with the storm door propped open and me leaning against the wall. The only thing we could do was deliver her there. When Lynda examined me I asked if everything was OK. I was expecting her arm to come first and was concerned what complications that could cause. Lynda replied "Everything is fine, she's just kicking." I remember thinking that was a strange statement?. It wasn't until I looked down and saw her little feet, that I realized she was breech! Lynda told me to allow Mary Claire's body to deliver naturally and not to force it. It seemed like forever and a split second all at the same time, while we waited for the next contraction. Penny encouraged me to squat during the next contraction and Mary Claire was delivered so that only her head remained. Once we were waiting for her head to be delivered Lynda encouraged me to push. Once she was completely delivered she was dried with a towel and handed to me for skin to skin contact. It was around 30 degrees in the garage at the time of her delivery. Once the placenta delivered, Mary Claire was sent in the house. I laid down in the door way so my bleeding could be accessed. My blood loss seemed a little heavy and because of the heightened drama with the delivery I was given a shot of pitocin. Upon further examination it was determined the the blood loss was completely normal and the pitocin was probably un-neccessary but not detremental either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560000303424090290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkW0VyoMLI/AAAAAAAAEfk/R6lZENoiGv8/s320/IMG_6608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Two days old.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Claire had APGAR scores of 9 and 9. She only required a little vigorous rubbing after birth. Considering she went from an environment of around 98 degrees to 30 degrees, I would be a little stunned as well. I'm sure it took her breath away at first. After a few minutes I was returned to the house and Mary Claire nursed well. I had no tearing or complications from delivery. Her official time of birth was 9:53 pm. Another 3.5 hour labor/delivery. Her delivery was very different from Henry's. She weighed 7 lbs 6 oz and was 19 3/4 inches long. I don't know if the differences in delivery were due to her being breech, weighing almost 2 lbs less, squatting during delivery vs being in a semi-reclined position, etc. I never reached the typical "I can't do this" part of transition. Everything happened so fast after Lynda arrived that I honestly didn't have time to feel that way. When examining her placenta we discovered two perfect knots tied in her cord. The entire cord was very curly. It reminded me of the cord on an old rotary telephone. Apparently, she twisted and turned a lot during my pregnancy without my knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560000312923723266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkW05LhFgI/AAAAAAAAEfs/M7SZtZ7nD-k/s320/IMG_6618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Ready for our first family photo - 3 days.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I showered and grandparents and sister/brothers had a turn holding her, the midwives headed back home. Kent and I sat and marvelled at how obvious God's hand was in every aspect of her delivery. God is always working and involved in our lives but there are times when his presence is so obvious that even a blind man can see it. Not only did I deliver a baby after four previous cesarean sections, but the Lord timed her delivery so perfectly that I didn't have another surgery. If the boys hadn't filled the pool with cold water, if we had not waited for my father-in-law to arrive, if I hadn't gotten in the pool when I did, she could have been born before the midwives arrived and we would have been in complete shock over seeing feet. Or she could have been born in the truck on the side of the road. We did everything we could to get "help" but the Lord allowed her to be born at home - safely in the garage {where cleanup is easy ;-) }. He protected her. He wasn't surprised by the knots in her cord or her feet first appearance. He arranged for all the right people to be here at just the right time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560000313726195490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkW08K11yI/AAAAAAAAEf0/wGB7-BNhE80/s320/IMG_6785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Four days old.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Henry's delivery because it was just Kent and I. I'm a pretty private person. I would have never purposely planned to have a baby outside, in December with my mother-in-law, daughter and a midwife assistant I had met 30 minutes earlier in attendance. My father-in-law and two of my sons weren't 10 feet away - not exactly private. ;-) Yet, the Lord saw fit to orchestrate it that way and I wouldn't change a thing. I don't believe our births have been lucky. I wasn't lucky to have a home VBA4C or a home breech birth. I was blessed beyond measure. I hope one day Mary Claire will look back and the verse in Jeremiah "Before I formed you in the womb I knew you" will mean even more to her. Before she was born the Lord saw fit to protect her. May we always be aware of the ways the Lord reveals himself to us. Blessed be the name of the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560001793737244786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkYLFo-QHI/AAAAAAAAEgE/RsgIJPj0Hlg/s320/Witcher-Testing-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;{Our first family picture as a family of 8.}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*******WARNING******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cord picture follows. I've had several requests to see the cord with two knots and curls. 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkpz0Kk2YI/AAAAAAAAEgk/DXo9nXt43NA/s320/IMG_7662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyday you are more and more alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You weigh 8 lbs. 7.5 oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wore your first pair of jeans today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You helped your sister and brothers complete a full week of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkpzsFxtTI/AAAAAAAAEgc/YypjFxxgE0I/s1600/IMG_7665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560021182951044402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkpzsFxtTI/AAAAAAAAEgc/YypjFxxgE0I/s320/IMG_7665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You still spit up rarely. I think you may have a milk sensitivity as your occasional spit up seems to happen after Mommy has milk or cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were finally able to get your birth announcements ordered, they turned out great and I can't wait to see the printed version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we may have finally found a paci you will tolerate. Our 4th attempt led us to Nuk brand which is what Madisyn took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkpztNuRhI/AAAAAAAAEgU/gg89wgfC_us/s1600/IMG_7666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560021183252809234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkpztNuRhI/AAAAAAAAEgU/gg89wgfC_us/s320/IMG_7666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe how much you look like all of your siblings. We see little bits of everyone in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are on a pretty regular schedule of nursing every 3 hours. Sometimes you only make it 2.5 and sometimes it's 4 hours. I nurse you when you seem hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had your first shower today. Mommy or Daddy will wash you and then pass you to the other parent for drying and dressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't seem to care for your bed at all. I'm still in a bit of survival mode and anyway you'll sleep works for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkpzZ6DE5I/AAAAAAAAEgM/WX-BK6EC8BI/s1600/IMG_7667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560021178070012818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkpzZ6DE5I/AAAAAAAAEgM/WX-BK6EC8BI/s320/IMG_7667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-2846499606889793476?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/2846499606889793476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/mary-claire-you-are-one-month-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2846499606889793476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2846499606889793476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/mary-claire-you-are-one-month-old.html' title='Mary Claire you are One MONTH old!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSkpz0Kk2YI/AAAAAAAAEgk/DXo9nXt43NA/s72-c/IMG_7662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-4069436389358251851</id><published>2011-01-05T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T20:59:01.967-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newborn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire you are FOUR weeks old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mary Claire you are FOUR weeks old!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSVJYVM_7MI/AAAAAAAAEc4/3KDSZx2bpEk/s1600/IMG_7552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558929997416099010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSVJYVM_7MI/AAAAAAAAEc4/3KDSZx2bpEk/s320/IMG_7552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I honestly cannot believe four weeks has passed already! Mommy isn't as on top of things as I've been in the past - I still haven't sent out any birth announcements or even gotten it put in the paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You weigh 8 lbs 4.5 oz when wearing just a diaper {and just before eating}!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You are wearing wearing newborn sized clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You wear an XS diaper cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSVJYK7rIKI/AAAAAAAAEcw/Ni-gtJMkKYY/s1600/IMG_7554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558929994659078306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSVJYK7rIKI/AAAAAAAAEcw/Ni-gtJMkKYY/s320/IMG_7554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You got to meet the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mashburn&lt;/span&gt; family this week. They are expecting a baby in about a month - I'm sure you'll be best buds. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You are "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;homeschooled&lt;/span&gt;. You've sat in on 3 days worth of school. It won't be long before you start singing the A - a Apple song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You seem to like your swing. I have to turn it off periodically because I think it gets going just a little too fast. You aren't quite heavy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSVJYOEQXRI/AAAAAAAAEco/MYejqEsfdMk/s1600/IMG_7555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558929995500379410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSVJYOEQXRI/AAAAAAAAEco/MYejqEsfdMk/s320/IMG_7555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone actually asked if you were a boy the other day. Mommy thought the pink wrap, Mary Jane tights, and hat with pink flower would put an end to those type of questions but I guess I was wrong. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You made a trip to Little Rock and helped Mommy pick out a couple of new shirts. The next day you and your brothers helped me go to Sam's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your hair seems to just stand up in patches all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSVJXwYVfKI/AAAAAAAAEcg/X4SMi0gmzOI/s1600/IMG_7556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558929987531537570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSVJXwYVfKI/AAAAAAAAEcg/X4SMi0gmzOI/s320/IMG_7556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still hiccup daily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You are a night owl. If Mommy doesn't go to sleep before 10, you'll keep me up until 1 am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You prefer Mommy's bed to yours, even when no one is in there with you. You nap much longer laying on Mommy's bed than you do in yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-4069436389358251851?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/4069436389358251851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/mary-claire-you-are-four-weeks-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4069436389358251851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4069436389358251851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2011/01/mary-claire-you-are-four-weeks-old.html' title='Mary Claire you are FOUR weeks old!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TSVJYVM_7MI/AAAAAAAAEc4/3KDSZx2bpEk/s72-c/IMG_7552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-8699041757583085050</id><published>2010-12-29T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T20:58:29.470-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newborn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire you are THREE weeks old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRwO2FcWDDI/AAAAAAAAEcY/dD_pQYxSDbI/s1600/100_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556332362605136946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRwO2FcWDDI/AAAAAAAAEcY/dD_pQYxSDbI/s320/100_0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe it's been 3 weeks already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are changing so much everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are up to 8 lbs 2 oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are having more awake periods and they are lasting longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to be developing a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;faux&lt;/span&gt;-hawk" like your brothers. The hair on the top of your head stands up in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRwO13ZgV8I/AAAAAAAAEcQ/NjEm8NcOaCI/s1600/100_0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556332358835132354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRwO13ZgV8I/AAAAAAAAEcQ/NjEm8NcOaCI/s320/100_0423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy survived her first "Daddy gone on business for two days trip" with six kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mamaw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Witcher&lt;/span&gt;, Aunt Betty and Uncle Glenn this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart with all five of your siblings for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hung out in the wrap and seem to think it's a pretty neat way to travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRwO1w9p2FI/AAAAAAAAEcI/AdLNYv6N-9M/s1600/100_0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556332357107701842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRwO1w9p2FI/AAAAAAAAEcI/AdLNYv6N-9M/s320/100_0424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hair seems to be getting lighter. I think it will eventually be the color of your eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still spit up very little. Maybe once or twice a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get the hiccups at least once a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You experienced your first major holiday - Christmas. Your 1st Christmas gifts included a stocking for the fireplace and your first baby doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still don't really take a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-8699041757583085050?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/8699041757583085050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/12/mary-claire-you-are-three-weeks-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8699041757583085050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/8699041757583085050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/12/mary-claire-you-are-three-weeks-old.html' title='Mary Claire you are THREE weeks old!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRwO2FcWDDI/AAAAAAAAEcY/dD_pQYxSDbI/s72-c/100_0422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-35365215569126833</id><published>2010-12-22T17:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T17:16:36.580-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newborn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire you are two weeks old</title><content type='html'>and what are you up to? . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRKfe9AUneI/AAAAAAAAEa4/xE299tshW-k/s1600/IMG_7047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553676644622048738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRKfe9AUneI/AAAAAAAAEa4/xE299tshW-k/s320/IMG_7047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thankfully, your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bilirubin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; levels {jaundice} are finally going down and your weight is finally going up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You weigh 7 lbs 6 oz in the outfit in the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to have a little more of an appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have discovered your voice {see above ;) }.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRKfet4S3FI/AAAAAAAAEaw/20gIZvIXmqA/s1600/IMG_7044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553676640561847378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRKfet4S3FI/AAAAAAAAEaw/20gIZvIXmqA/s320/IMG_7044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You travel in the car really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very sound sleeper. You have had blood drawn and not bothered to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brothers/sister fight over getting to hold you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are finally looking less yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You DON'T spit up. I'm amazed. I had no idea that some babies didn't need bibs and burp cloths. I'm just praying you stay this way. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRKfekVJqkI/AAAAAAAAEao/30jfVZB3bGk/s1600/IMG_7043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553676637998524994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRKfekVJqkI/AAAAAAAAEao/30jfVZB3bGk/s320/IMG_7043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still wear newborn and preemie clothes though the preemie seem to be a little short in the sleeves and a bit tight in the diaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mamaw&lt;/span&gt; and Grandpa Lawrence this week on Grandpa's birthday. He's 95 now so you have some catching up to do. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You attended your first church service this week and met lots of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were in your first extended family picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You finally got to meet your aunts, uncles and cousins. They all commented on how cute and tiny you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553678024816101314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRKgvSoOh8I/AAAAAAAAEbA/0JRpnygFdM0/s320/RichardsonChristmas2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-35365215569126833?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/35365215569126833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/12/mary-claire-you-are-two-weeks-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/35365215569126833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/35365215569126833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/12/mary-claire-you-are-two-weeks-old.html' title='Mary Claire you are two weeks old'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TRKfe9AUneI/AAAAAAAAEa4/xE299tshW-k/s72-c/IMG_7047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-6399247478965754656</id><published>2010-12-15T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T22:11:23.982-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newborn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><title type='text'>Mary Claire you are ONE week old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mary Claire, you are One Week Old!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TQr9NWToIkI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/G1F5Rs50tyc/s1600/IMG_6848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551527896455586370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TQr9NWToIkI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/G1F5Rs50tyc/s320/IMG_6848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wake up at night about every 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an extremely laid back baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are having trouble staying awake to nurse but it's getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TQr9NMrddAI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/1KZ2M59jlZA/s1600/IMG_6849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551527893871195138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TQr9NMrddAI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/1KZ2M59jlZA/s320/IMG_6849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been a bit jaundiced and have spent some time "sunning" in the window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have been to Memphis to take Mommy to the chiropractor twice. You handled the drive really well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have been wearing some preemie clothing though most of it is newborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TQr9NEdyrhI/AAAAAAAAEZs/pclvVtsbKXM/s1600/IMG_6851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551527891666382354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TQr9NEdyrhI/AAAAAAAAEZs/pclvVtsbKXM/s320/IMG_6851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are incredibly loved by your brothers and sister. They beg to hold you everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to believe you've been in our family for a whole week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TQr9M9vxoXI/AAAAAAAAEZk/JTZLvX8MFZI/s1600/IMG_6831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551527889862762866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TQr9M9vxoXI/AAAAAAAAEZk/JTZLvX8MFZI/s320/IMG_6831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-6399247478965754656?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/6399247478965754656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/12/mary-claire-you-are-one-week-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/6399247478965754656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/6399247478965754656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/12/mary-claire-you-are-one-week-old.html' title='Mary Claire you are ONE week old!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TQr9NWToIkI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/G1F5Rs50tyc/s72-c/IMG_6848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-1548620494476053301</id><published>2010-12-10T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T20:43:54.398-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newborn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Claire'/><title type='text'>She's Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Introducing . . . . . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:300;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss. Mary Claire &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:300;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Witcher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TQKGYoGAbJI/AAAAAAAAEYo/W6dy68EkoIs/s1600/IMG_6568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549145448511466642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TQKGYoGAbJI/AAAAAAAAEYo/W6dy68EkoIs/s320/IMG_6568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mary Claire arrived on Wednesday, December 8th at 9:53 pm. She weighs 7 lbs. 6 oz and is 19 3/4 inches long. We are all head over heels in love and find her to be the perfect addition to our family. The Lord had his guiding hand through every aspect of her delivery (does he ever &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, she was really born in the garage and NO! it was not on purpose. The midwives were here and I'm incredibly thankful they were! I hope to get more details and pictures up soon but I do have a newborn, 5 other children and it's Christmas time. To say we're a little busy would be a huge understatement. We are blessed far more than we could have ever imagined!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-1548620494476053301?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/1548620494476053301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/12/shes-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1548620494476053301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/1548620494476053301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/12/shes-here.html' title='She&apos;s Here!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TQKGYoGAbJI/AAAAAAAAEYo/W6dy68EkoIs/s72-c/IMG_6568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-597353355700311767</id><published>2010-09-29T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T07:30:00.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TKLLV36qSZI/AAAAAAAAETw/P86F7JDYeS8/s1600/IMG_8457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TKLLV36qSZI/AAAAAAAAETw/P86F7JDYeS8/s320/IMG_8457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The bigger the mess, the better the ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-597353355700311767?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/597353355700311767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/09/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/597353355700311767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/597353355700311767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/09/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TKLLV36qSZI/AAAAAAAAETw/P86F7JDYeS8/s72-c/IMG_8457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-8267631037004285816</id><published>2010-09-10T12:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:33:04.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musical Stylings'/><title type='text'>Hammer Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object Width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/Uj73nw3WnGI&amp;rel=1'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/Uj73nw3WnGI&amp;rel=1' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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Creations'/><title type='text'>Welcome Daniel and Lydia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TImRZIZxmAI/AAAAAAAAES8/38b5H8HHaqw/2010-09-09_17-35-28_194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TImRZIZxmAI/AAAAAAAAES8/38b5H8HHaqw/s400/2010-09-09_17-35-28_194.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today my former {not old :)} college roomate had TWINS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel and Lydia arrived this morning and we're super excited for this family of 9. Amy's mom wonders if something was in the plumbing in that apartment. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I loaded up the storms and barely beat the rain. Congratulations, we can't wait to see more pictures. &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; FONT-SIZE: xx-small; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.5.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-4641305661137040723?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/4641305661137040723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/09/welcome-daniel-and-lydia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4641305661137040723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4641305661137040723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/09/welcome-daniel-and-lydia.html' title='Welcome Daniel and Lydia'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TImRZIZxmAI/AAAAAAAAES8/38b5H8HHaqw/s72-c/2010-09-09_17-35-28_194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-4956751895822268874</id><published>2010-09-08T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T08:49:31.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sew Darlin&apos; Creations'/><title type='text'>Welcome Baby ClaraBeth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIgBX7KPLjI/AAAAAAAAESw/sli3izDTrkI/s1600/IMG_7757-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514659254244421170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIgBX7KPLjI/AAAAAAAAESw/sli3izDTrkI/s320/IMG_7757-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baby ClaraBeth was due any day before we left. So we had a few projects to finish up. Madisyn and I decided to make a hospital door/welcome home wreath. I have seen the feather boa wreaths and while they are adorable, I wanted something a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIgBXqMKPHI/AAAAAAAAESo/Vu8Khoe3_Jc/s1600/IMG_7760-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514659249689082994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIgBXqMKPHI/AAAAAAAAESo/Vu8Khoe3_Jc/s320/IMG_7760-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello Tulle!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way this turned out! ClaraBeth has no choice but to be an Arkansas Razorback fan (Dad's nearly an alumni - just a few months left!) and I thought when the baby stat ribbons were removed it would be a perfect game day decoration. We finished it just in time as ClaraBeth arrived a few days early the day before we left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIgBXYLdQdI/AAAAAAAAESg/dVoeJ5hKwR8/s1600/IMG_7762-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514659244854297042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIgBXYLdQdI/AAAAAAAAESg/dVoeJ5hKwR8/s320/IMG_7762-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (the lighting is a little off - it was more Razorback red than it looks here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-4956751895822268874?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/4956751895822268874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/09/welcome-baby-clarabeth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4956751895822268874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4956751895822268874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/09/welcome-baby-clarabeth.html' title='Welcome Baby ClaraBeth!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIgBX7KPLjI/AAAAAAAAESw/sli3izDTrkI/s72-c/IMG_7757-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-4642556505237048330</id><published>2010-09-08T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:31:55.591-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Ch-Ch-Ch-Ching</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIf-PDYBflI/AAAAAAAAESY/dhKqLzpdrG8/s1600/IMG_7764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514655803296022098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIf-PDYBflI/AAAAAAAAESY/dhKqLzpdrG8/s320/IMG_7764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The end of August/beginning of September we took a family vacation. The first order of business before heading out was to cash in our change jar. There was much discrepancy about how long we had been collecting change. The jar has lived in our room for sometime and once the ink pens, tooth brushes, buttons, and anything else Ben could cram down the neck was removed - we headed to Coin Star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIf-O1MuL_I/AAAAAAAAESQ/egpD_8uykJI/s1600/IMG_7766-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514655799490523122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIf-O1MuL_I/AAAAAAAAESQ/egpD_8uykJI/s320/IMG_7766-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Somewhere along the way, we lost most of the boys so Madisyn and Henry got in on all the fun. It took us over 30 minutes to get all the change counted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIf-OHDSu1I/AAAAAAAAESI/zWA2y-4JBrQ/s1600/IMG_7767-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514655787102944082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIf-OHDSu1I/AAAAAAAAESI/zWA2y-4JBrQ/s320/IMG_7767-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We carried in in to two denim bags that we weighed beforehand. We had nearly 50 lbs in change!! We felt like the armored car guys carrying bags full of money. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIf-N-hC2XI/AAAAAAAAESA/36d0MJIVKk0/s1600/IMG_7770-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514655784811813234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIf-N-hC2XI/AAAAAAAAESA/36d0MJIVKk0/s320/IMG_7770-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madisyn thoroughly enjoyed watching the screen reflect the additional amount of each filling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Our final receipt - $497.67 (before fees)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIf-NhxNQVI/AAAAAAAAER4/PTwR6kQLNjA/s1600/IMG_7772-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514655777094975826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIf-NhxNQVI/AAAAAAAAER4/PTwR6kQLNjA/s320/IMG_7772-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coin Star charges a little less than 10% for counting. It would have taken me days to roll it all. We had nearly 1800 pennies! I think the poor cashier at WalMart was completely confused on how to redeem the voucher but we walked away with almost $450. Not bad for a year or two of change collecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I'm behind again. What can I say, we've been gone, school is in full swing and this little &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is zapping what little energy I have left. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-4642556505237048330?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/4642556505237048330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/09/ch-ch-ch-ching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4642556505237048330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4642556505237048330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/09/ch-ch-ch-ching.html' title='Ch-Ch-Ch-Ching'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TIf-PDYBflI/AAAAAAAAESY/dhKqLzpdrG8/s72-c/IMG_7764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-2358242494201317984</id><published>2010-08-20T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T06:19:00.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milestones'/><title type='text'>He walks! (with a little help)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG30vdbUG4I/AAAAAAAAERY/GJRwKhCJDis/s1600/IMG_7748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507327015534205826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG30vdbUG4I/AAAAAAAAERY/GJRwKhCJDis/s320/IMG_7748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Henry has been cruisin around the furniture for some time now. When I was still pregnant with him, I came across this walk behind toy. It's all wood and soooooo cute! We got it out and Henry loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG30vKQ7VtI/AAAAAAAAERQ/yoUF86BisOk/s1600/IMG_7751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507327010390365906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG30vKQ7VtI/AAAAAAAAERQ/yoUF86BisOk/s320/IMG_7751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He gets behind it and goes until he hits a wall or furniture. Luckily, he's the youngest of five so when he hits an obstacle someone is there to help him get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG30u_H0TPI/AAAAAAAAERI/eY3siQGhIDg/s1600/IMG_7755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507327007399365874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG30u_H0TPI/AAAAAAAAERI/eY3siQGhIDg/s320/IMG_7755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Look out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-2358242494201317984?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/2358242494201317984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/08/he-walks-with-little-help.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2358242494201317984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2358242494201317984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/08/he-walks-with-little-help.html' title='He walks! (with a little help)'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG30vdbUG4I/AAAAAAAAERY/GJRwKhCJDis/s72-c/IMG_7748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-7334979469552562246</id><published>2010-08-19T18:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T20:16:29.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Cute little patient</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3mnBibU2I/AAAAAAAAERA/aOL52IedjQ8/s1600/IMG_7698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507311477446103906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3mnBibU2I/AAAAAAAAERA/aOL52IedjQ8/s320/IMG_7698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Henry's before mentioned nut landed him in LeBonheur for the better part of a week. It wasn't an enjoyable experience but have you ever seen anything so sweet in a hospital gown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3mmTJPbDI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/OdAcSi8aNQo/s1600/IMG_7690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507311464992435250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3mmTJPbDI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/OdAcSi8aNQo/s320/IMG_7690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Henry was a very good patient. He didn't feel well but he was very easy to get along with. I asked the nurse to put his IV in his left arm so his fingers on his right hand would be free. Fingers and plenty of cuddling with Mommy was all he needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3mlY5dPdI/AAAAAAAAEQo/9p6FwcrDVgU/s1600/IMG_7701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507311449356975570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3mlY5dPdI/AAAAAAAAEQo/9p6FwcrDVgU/s320/IMG_7701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were taken right before he had the procedure to remove the nut. I'll admit, I cried when we had to leave him downstairs for surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3mk4pSipI/AAAAAAAAEQg/5wKP-3ToNdk/s1600/IMG_7703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507311440699230866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3mk4pSipI/AAAAAAAAEQg/5wKP-3ToNdk/s320/IMG_7703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Henry on the other hand, handled it just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3lVy7BpdI/AAAAAAAAEQY/YPM6yglN4aI/s1600/IMG_7722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507310081953342930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3lVy7BpdI/AAAAAAAAEQY/YPM6yglN4aI/s320/IMG_7722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was really amazing how much better he felt after the nut was out. When he came back to his room, he took a nap and woke up as the old Henry. He crawled, laughed and played just like he was at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3lVvTAFJI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/PW3fSwvdUrk/s1600/IMG_7728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507310080980161682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3lVvTAFJI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/PW3fSwvdUrk/s320/IMG_7728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we waited for what seemed like forever to be discharged. Because he would be awaken each night he took several naps a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3lVZF539I/AAAAAAAAEQI/v_K7Q54IYiA/s1600/IMG_7730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507310075019648978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3lVZF539I/AAAAAAAAEQI/v_K7Q54IYiA/s320/IMG_7730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think there is anything more precious than holding a sleeping child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3lVIE69dI/AAAAAAAAEQA/Jr2iXszBBoY/s1600/IMG_7734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507310070452123090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3lVIE69dI/AAAAAAAAEQA/Jr2iXszBBoY/s320/IMG_7734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with Daddy makes everything more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3lU_UaMHI/AAAAAAAAEP4/ryE3MIIjri0/s1600/IMG_7746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507310068101165170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3lU_UaMHI/AAAAAAAAEP4/ryE3MIIjri0/s320/IMG_7746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bye, Bye LeBonheur - you were good to us but we won't miss you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-7334979469552562246?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/7334979469552562246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/08/cute-little-patient.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7334979469552562246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7334979469552562246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/08/cute-little-patient.html' title='Cute little patient'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TG3mnBibU2I/AAAAAAAAERA/aOL52IedjQ8/s72-c/IMG_7698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-5608053190737773642</id><published>2010-08-11T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:53:34.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>CUMPLEAÑOS FELIZ DADDY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGNvL9g7JhI/AAAAAAAAEPY/RQj7BdjdR0Q/s1600/IMG_7642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504365420858779154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGNvL9g7JhI/AAAAAAAAEPY/RQj7BdjdR0Q/s320/IMG_7642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Kent's birthday we ended up eating lunch at the Mexican Restaurant. This in itself isn't newsworthy. If you have ever eaten at the local Don Jose and didn't see at least one member of our family, you don't eat out enough. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGNuqbu3ffI/AAAAAAAAEPQ/e1NG94rzUGY/s1600/IMG_7650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504364844854771186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGNuqbu3ffI/AAAAAAAAEPQ/e1NG94rzUGY/s320/IMG_7650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids soooo wanted them to sing to Daddy and after confirming with Unc that it was indeed his birthday they came out with all the fanfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGNupzZCpPI/AAAAAAAAEPI/zERFvs-gDMI/s1600/IMG_7653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504364834025809138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGNupzZCpPI/AAAAAAAAEPI/zERFvs-gDMI/s320/IMG_7653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone had to try on the hat. Though for some reason they seem to enjoy the festivities more on Daddy's birthday than they did on their own. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGNupu6sBZI/AAAAAAAAEPA/0S1NdhL7FcA/s1600/IMG_7677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504364832824755602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGNupu6sBZI/AAAAAAAAEPA/0S1NdhL7FcA/s320/IMG_7677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, Madisyn made a cake. It was her first attempt completely unsupervised and she might have pressed a little hard on the icing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGNupQOOupI/AAAAAAAAEO4/CC-fy2XnWqs/s1600/IMG_7679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504364824585222802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGNupQOOupI/AAAAAAAAEO4/CC-fy2XnWqs/s320/IMG_7679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has since improved her technique and as you can tell, Henry didn't think it hurt the taste at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGNupL9AmxI/AAAAAAAAEOw/OVe9DZooJ94/s1600/IMG_7680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504364823439252242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGNupL9AmxI/AAAAAAAAEOw/OVe9DZooJ94/s320/IMG_7680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-5608053190737773642?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/5608053190737773642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/08/cumpleanos-feliz-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/5608053190737773642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/5608053190737773642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/08/cumpleanos-feliz-daddy.html' title='CUMPLEAÑOS FELIZ DADDY'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGNvL9g7JhI/AAAAAAAAEPY/RQj7BdjdR0Q/s72-c/IMG_7642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-5163628473796709608</id><published>2010-08-10T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T21:19:31.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>A Bee-utiful day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIgiF7t26I/AAAAAAAAEN4/KzfBupUZfCU/s1600/IMG_7539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503997464680455074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIgiF7t26I/AAAAAAAAEN4/KzfBupUZfCU/s320/IMG_7539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In early July, I felt the need for a zoo trip. We had a cooler day {certainly cooler than what we've had lately} and I wasn't feeling too nauseous so I asked for volunteers. Ty and Ben wanted to go to work with Daddy so I took Madisyn, Griffin and Henry to the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIgOQPYmeI/AAAAAAAAENw/ZpDiGAkDwgM/s1600/IMG_7540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503997123849918946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIgOQPYmeI/AAAAAAAAENw/ZpDiGAkDwgM/s320/IMG_7540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've never visited the Birds and Bees exhibit before and since we were a smaller group than usual it seemed like a good time to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIgOB5YF4I/AAAAAAAAENo/9IvS76aW4ko/s1600/IMG_7542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503997119999514498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIgOB5YF4I/AAAAAAAAENo/9IvS76aW4ko/s320/IMG_7542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first part of the exhibit was in an air conditioned building {YEA!!!!} and had all kinds of information on bees. There is an observation station where you can see in the bee hive and watch the bees fly in and out through a tube. They visit a lovely little flower garden outside a picture window and come back in with their pollen. They also had adorable cut-outs and my little hams enjoyed having their picture taken. In fact, Griffin often asks me to take his picture. Such a difference from his older brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIgN5rqy1I/AAAAAAAAENg/6OsDdZR6HrE/s1600/IMG_7552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503997117794536274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIgN5rqy1I/AAAAAAAAENg/6OsDdZR6HrE/s320/IMG_7552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've checked out the bees you continue through the building to a screened type structure with tons of butterflies and birds. You can purchase bird food on a stick and the birds will come out the trees to each your treat. We tried to get a picture of a bird near Henry but they weren't interested in getting quite that low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIgNm2RiEI/AAAAAAAAENY/PU0gAI5gWGI/s1600/IMG_7556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503997112738744386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIgNm2RiEI/AAAAAAAAENY/PU0gAI5gWGI/s320/IMG_7556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The birds were also a little leery of Griffin. Can you blame them? A very excited, barley 5 year old boy who jumped around like some of those bees found their way into his clothes! It took awhile but he finally "caught" one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIgNaqZfFI/AAAAAAAAENQ/_idpreWqPts/s1600/IMG_7582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503997109467708498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIgNaqZfFI/AAAAAAAAENQ/_idpreWqPts/s320/IMG_7582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is also a really neat water feature complete with koi pond. Henry wanted in the water! but he settled for sitting with Sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIeqd9e84I/AAAAAAAAENI/Yzv05cSLGF4/s1600/IMG_7586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503995409546015618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIeqd9e84I/AAAAAAAAENI/Yzv05cSLGF4/s320/IMG_7586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued up the hill and visited the new Teton Trek exhibit but found it was too late for the grizzlies to be out to play. We thought the polar bears might be taking a dip in the pool but all we found was empty display areas in Northwest passage as well. A lack of animals didn't stop my photo hounds from wanting their picture made though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIeqLrKSfI/AAAAAAAAENA/DuGgbjkeXaM/s1600/IMG_7592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503995404637325810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIeqLrKSfI/AAAAAAAAENA/DuGgbjkeXaM/s320/IMG_7592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The highlight of the visit was getting to ride the tram. After walking all the way to Teton Trek, I was feeling weak. Since Henry had just turned one the operator let him ride for free and we took a little trip around the entire zoo. Griffin and Madisyn thought it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIepwc9qUI/AAAAAAAAEM4/rf2ffyqrV20/s1600/IMG_7602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503995397330020674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIepwc9qUI/AAAAAAAAEM4/rf2ffyqrV20/s320/IMG_7602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After an ice cream stop in the air conditioned cafe {notice a trend!}, we headed to the playground. Henry and I watched from a shady area while Madisyn and Griffin had the place to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIepM0IPiI/AAAAAAAAEMo/nCSf2UxkUOc/s1600/IMG_7616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503995387763506722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIepM0IPiI/AAAAAAAAEMo/nCSf2UxkUOc/s320/IMG_7616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While I wouldn't have visited if we didn't have a membership, I found going to the zoo an hour or so before closing to be great. The crowd was really thin. It did seem that several of the animals had "gone to bed" but we still had plenty to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504001035780019442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIjx9UM1PI/AAAAAAAAEOA/QvFsBO4IUSI/s320/IMG_7607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I also found it very strange to be there with only three children. I kept fighting off a panicky feeling that I had left someone behind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-5163628473796709608?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/5163628473796709608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/08/bee-utiful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/5163628473796709608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/5163628473796709608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/08/bee-utiful-day.html' title='A Bee-utiful day'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TGIgiF7t26I/AAAAAAAAEN4/KzfBupUZfCU/s72-c/IMG_7539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-9010169540583426827</id><published>2010-08-08T18:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T18:56:38.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyles of the insane'/><title type='text'>The one where I make excuses</title><content type='html'>This is the post where I attempt to make excuses for not blogging for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after I submitted my last post, Henry came down with something. He had trouble breathing one night and I really wanted to take him to the ER. Kent said we should keep an eye on him and he did improve by morning. Henry began running fevers in the afternoon/evening and seemed well the next morning. When Monday morning rolled around I took him to the doctor. He had developed a cough and was cranky. Kent suggested I go ahead and take him in to rule out an infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy! Did he have an infection! Turns out he had a severe case of pneumonia in his right lung. While waiting in the doctor's office I recalled that earlier the previous week he choked on some peanuts that a certain older brother dumped on the floor. Since there was a possibility that he could have aspiration pneumonia (peanut in the lung!), I was told to return if he didn't improve over night. The next morning we suspected he needed another antibiotic shot so we returned to the doctor. From there, I was told to take him to the children's hospital. Sometime after midnight, Henry was admitted to LeBonheur where we spent a week! He underwent a bronchoscopy where a tiny piece of almond was removed from his lung. Yes, I said he was eating peanuts. We're aren't really sure where the almond came from. Was it in the peanut package? Did he find a stray almond and choke on it at the time he was eating the peanuts? Did he choke at someone else's house, the church, etc and we didn't realize he had a nut at the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say after a week in the hospital, we needed time to recover. {I have pictures so a more detailed post on the aspiration will be coming. ;) }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then full school began. All of our curriculum {I *heart* My Father's World - more on that later} came in so we dove in with both feet. The first day we didn't finish our school work until 9 pm! A 12 hour day for "school" is not the norm. Thankfully, it's gotten much better and we can generally wrap everything up in 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, my brother-in-law took a two week vacation out West. This left Kent alone at the office working 10-12 hours days. When Daddy puts in that many hours at work, Mommy is exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along there I also shared some news. We are expecting baby #6. He or she should arrive sometime near Christmas, though Kent says it must before January 1st {tax deduction :) }! Pregnancy in one's early 30s is very different from pregnancy in the early 20s. Couple that with the "fun-filled" month we had and I was just too spent to write coherent sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, can a get a "Wow, she was seriously overwhelmed" sympathy pass or am I doomed to the blogging Hall of Shame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{I do have several future posts in my head but another busy month coming up. I'll do my best to not leave you hanging. }&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-9010169540583426827?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/9010169540583426827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-where-i-make-excuses.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/9010169540583426827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/9010169540583426827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-where-i-make-excuses.html' title='The one where I make excuses'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-3039118228972049497</id><published>2010-07-10T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T10:14:43.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDikUtRpmnI/AAAAAAAAEMg/0u5_JY5un-U/s1600/IMG_6445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492320421236284018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDikUtRpmnI/AAAAAAAAEMg/0u5_JY5un-U/s320/IMG_6445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are incredibly blessed that you are in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDikUWppUPI/AAAAAAAAEMY/GvAvJudVcpM/s1600/IMG_6603-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492320415162913010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDikUWppUPI/AAAAAAAAEMY/GvAvJudVcpM/s320/IMG_6603-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; You are the greatest dad ever! - Madisyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDikUErDo5I/AAAAAAAAEMQ/F0K7y-9AIwo/s1600/IMG_6784-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492320410336994194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDikUErDo5I/AAAAAAAAEMQ/F0K7y-9AIwo/s320/IMG_6784-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Love you, Daddy.  Happy Birthday! - Ty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDikT0HUDEI/AAAAAAAAEMI/U7Z48oZf3wE/s1600/IMG_6889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492320405892107330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDikT0HUDEI/AAAAAAAAEMI/U7Z48oZf3wE/s320/IMG_6889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daddy, Happy Birthday! I'm happy it's your birthday. - Griffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDikTBuko7I/AAAAAAAAEMA/3fBqsK6dwmI/s1600/IMG_6974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492320392366564274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDikTBuko7I/AAAAAAAAEMA/3fBqsK6dwmI/s320/IMG_6974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy eat cake! - Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDiUj7uZu2I/AAAAAAAAEKo/yzCwB9m40oM/s1600/IMG_7056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492303090626968418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDiUj7uZu2I/AAAAAAAAEKo/yzCwB9m40oM/s320/IMG_7056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da! - Henry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-3039118228972049497?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/3039118228972049497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-daddy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3039118228972049497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3039118228972049497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday, Daddy!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDikUtRpmnI/AAAAAAAAEMg/0u5_JY5un-U/s72-c/IMG_6445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-3936814078244715762</id><published>2010-07-09T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T06:00:03.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Outdoors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Sand and Surf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1VDJE9bUI/AAAAAAAAEGg/4Cdy5epwfP8/s1600/IMG_7391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489137033299193154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1VDJE9bUI/AAAAAAAAEGg/4Cdy5epwfP8/s320/IMG_7391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last time we went to the beach most of our time was spent in the water. This time Ben and Ty decided that the sand was just too tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1VCuxuE5I/AAAAAAAAEGY/6sLk6ZsFDDY/s1600/IMG_7426.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490983000769526066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDPj8lyTeTI/AAAAAAAAEJA/cyU_Nloq3co/s320/IMG_7383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1UMTlvQXI/AAAAAAAAEGQ/756GOUlVEpU/s1600/IMG_7388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489136091228225906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1UMTlvQXI/AAAAAAAAEGQ/756GOUlVEpU/s320/IMG_7388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even Henry got a shovel and a pail. I don't think he ever figure out that sand goes in the pail, but he had a great time banging them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1UMB1kjBI/AAAAAAAAEGI/-8U2eXxuPII/s1600/IMG_7401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489136086462794770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1UMB1kjBI/AAAAAAAAEGI/-8U2eXxuPII/s320/IMG_7401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Griffin got lots of use out of the water guns. I kept having to remind him that he could only shoot family. Oh, the things you never thought you'd say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1UL3sXpqI/AAAAAAAAEGA/FKG4grVTsh4/s1600/IMG_7404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489136083739846306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1UL3sXpqI/AAAAAAAAEGA/FKG4grVTsh4/s320/IMG_7404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Henry refused to get a good picture with Mimi. There are just too many people to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1ULc4zffI/AAAAAAAAEF4/KIBbscsjSe0/s1600/IMG_7419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489136076544245234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1ULc4zffI/AAAAAAAAEF4/KIBbscsjSe0/s320/IMG_7419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm nervous about Ben's lack of respect for the water. He loves for me to toss him in the air and let his head go under water. As soon as he comes up he says "Don't do dat again" and then in the next breath "Do dat again". LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1UKpfplQI/AAAAAAAAEFw/UGfVLOceE7s/s1600/IMG_7426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489136062748529922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1UKpfplQI/AAAAAAAAEFw/UGfVLOceE7s/s320/IMG_7426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I mentioned my love for the frog floatie but I just want to plug it again. This time we set up several innertubes and placed Henry on top. His legs went through them all and he snoozed for over an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490983004631130914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TDPj80K-4yI/AAAAAAAAEJI/CiXSieGjKPk/s320/IMG_7329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madisyn is turning into quite the under water swimmer. I think she enjoys the panicked look on my face when she disappears. It keeps me young - right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-3936814078244715762?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/3936814078244715762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/sand-and-surf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3936814078244715762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/3936814078244715762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/sand-and-surf.html' title='Sand and Surf'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1VDJE9bUI/AAAAAAAAEGg/4Cdy5epwfP8/s72-c/IMG_7391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-4694365967266355442</id><published>2010-07-08T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T06:00:04.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Granddaddy'/><title type='text'>Father's Day, a day for the birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1XCux2kzI/AAAAAAAAEHg/zO_W6tjX410/s1600/IMG_7429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489139225262986034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1XCux2kzI/AAAAAAAAEHg/zO_W6tjX410/s320/IMG_7429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pictures of the creating process are on another camera. I hope to add them later.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents have an awesome yard. Flowers and trees are everywhere. I was trying to come up with something to give Granddad for Father's Day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; and Ty made birdhouses in 4-H earlier this year and it seemed perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1XCeTVknI/AAAAAAAAEHY/wzY9TJY1ulg/s1600/IMG_7430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489139220840026738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1XCeTVknI/AAAAAAAAEHY/wzY9TJY1ulg/s320/IMG_7430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes {and trust us not to whack you on the head :) } !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1XCFS03WI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/iCwFO191KyQ/s1600/IMG_7433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489139214126996834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1XCFS03WI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/iCwFO191KyQ/s320/IMG_7433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one of our five kiddos painted a birdhouse. Henry had the most help ;) but they all hammered on their on house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1WsNxudnI/AAAAAAAAEHI/yKbPHpoHLNQ/s1600/IMG_7436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489138838446962290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1WsNxudnI/AAAAAAAAEHI/yKbPHpoHLNQ/s320/IMG_7436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kent helped with the entire process {Mommy is a little afraid of the saw!} and spray painted a base coat in each child's color choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1Wrqv7FfI/AAAAAAAAEHA/pUyPDu6QW-s/s1600/IMG_7437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489138829044159986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1Wrqv7FfI/AAAAAAAAEHA/pUyPDu6QW-s/s320/IMG_7437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Griffin had John Deere Construction base with a red door, a mailbox {painted on} and some flowers (?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Madisyn&lt;/span&gt; wanted red. She then added stripes. I think polka dots were also part of the plan but we had painting problems so she didn't get to a step 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1WqoP4R2I/AAAAAAAAEGw/mlpbNZSNBE8/s1600/IMG_7443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489138811193018210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1WqoP4R2I/AAAAAAAAEGw/mlpbNZSNBE8/s320/IMG_7443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ty's was Cat yellow {which was strangely similar to John Deere Construction yellow}. He painted a John Deere &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dozer&lt;/span&gt; on the side because Granddad needs a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dozer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1WqH4_VnI/AAAAAAAAEGo/Z0XZ6mY02R8/s1600/IMG_7445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489138802507077234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1WqH4_VnI/AAAAAAAAEGo/Z0XZ6mY02R8/s320/IMG_7445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry's was Ford blue with hand print flowers and a sun. He didn't like the yellow paint for some reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben was feeling camera shy. His house was also based in John Deere construction yellow {can you guess where we did the building? HA!} but he mixed multiple colors for a custom creation on the sides {you can almost see his in the third picture}.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it would be fun to repeat this process in a few years to see how their building and painting skills improve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-4694365967266355442?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/4694365967266355442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/fathers-day-day-for-birds.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4694365967266355442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4694365967266355442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/fathers-day-day-for-birds.html' title='Father&apos;s Day, a day for the birds'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1XCux2kzI/AAAAAAAAEHg/zO_W6tjX410/s72-c/IMG_7429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-7899471908273490939</id><published>2010-07-07T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T06:00:11.392-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raegen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><title type='text'>Boys (and Girls) will be boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1SKdypVpI/AAAAAAAAEFo/hGaHKTf9Org/s1600/IMG_7374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489133860583724690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1SKdypVpI/AAAAAAAAEFo/hGaHKTf9Org/s320/IMG_7374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Recently, Raegen spent the week with Mimi and Granddad. It happened to be the same week we had an auction so we were able to get the cousins together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1SKOl2jiI/AAAAAAAAEFg/eIF9nEa9Brs/s1600/IMG_7376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489133856503533090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1SKOl2jiI/AAAAAAAAEFg/eIF9nEa9Brs/s320/IMG_7376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who knew that all it took to occupy 5 children was old tires and a broken push mower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1RpHo0FVI/AAAAAAAAEFY/DH_Jaesc81c/s1600/IMG_7378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489133287701222738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1RpHo0FVI/AAAAAAAAEFY/DH_Jaesc81c/s320/IMG_7378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone had a turn jumping from tire to tire and attempting to "fix" the mower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1Roluq9oI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/JzHiHmYiE38/s1600/IMG_7379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489133278598985346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1Roluq9oI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/JzHiHmYiE38/s320/IMG_7379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1RoQolKRI/AAAAAAAAEFI/4bctlXfBGVI/s1600/IMG_7380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489133272936294674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1RoQolKRI/AAAAAAAAEFI/4bctlXfBGVI/s320/IMG_7380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was determined that an obstacle course would be lots of fun so off they went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1RoGQFddI/AAAAAAAAEFA/IV85oOIfx-s/s1600/IMG_7381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489133270149199314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1RoGQFddI/AAAAAAAAEFA/IV85oOIfx-s/s320/IMG_7381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure who had the fastest time but Ty was the first one injured so the game was called by Mommy and Granddad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1RnxvlEwI/AAAAAAAAEE4/kjV0jbcsUXs/s1600/IMG_7382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489133264644150018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1RnxvlEwI/AAAAAAAAEE4/kjV0jbcsUXs/s320/IMG_7382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-7899471908273490939?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/7899471908273490939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/boys-and-girls-will-be-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7899471908273490939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7899471908273490939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/boys-and-girls-will-be-boys.html' title='Boys (and Girls) will be boys'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1SKdypVpI/AAAAAAAAEFo/hGaHKTf9Org/s72-c/IMG_7374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-2224304531232551852</id><published>2010-07-06T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T06:00:00.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>It's your Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1P8d-gvEI/AAAAAAAAEEw/KRo-hAftipk/s1600/IMG_7357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489131421092068418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1P8d-gvEI/AAAAAAAAEEw/KRo-hAftipk/s320/IMG_7357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Griffin's actual birthday we had our traditional brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1P7_DlU3I/AAAAAAAAEEo/xzdng7okRZc/s1600/IMG_7361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489131412791841650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1P7_DlU3I/AAAAAAAAEEo/xzdng7okRZc/s320/IMG_7361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tricked him with trick candles. :) It took him several attempts to get them all out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1P7joHlqI/AAAAAAAAEEg/hygA0C0i7xk/s1600/IMG_7369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489131405428889250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1P7joHlqI/AAAAAAAAEEg/hygA0C0i7xk/s320/IMG_7369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he makes a fine 5 year old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-2224304531232551852?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/2224304531232551852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-your-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2224304531232551852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2224304531232551852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-your-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s your Birthday!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1P8d-gvEI/AAAAAAAAEEw/KRo-hAftipk/s72-c/IMG_7357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-7093594148398909619</id><published>2010-07-05T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T06:00:03.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><title type='text'>Popsicle Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1JHRRz3DI/AAAAAAAAEEY/cWi8pzG8Ves/s1600/IMG_7348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489123910080519218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1JHRRz3DI/AAAAAAAAEEY/cWi8pzG8Ves/s320/IMG_7348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's nothing like a popsicle on a hot, sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1JHJ6aEgI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/SUOnFFjnJAw/s1600/IMG_7351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489123908103311874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1JHJ6aEgI/AAAAAAAAEEQ/SUOnFFjnJAw/s320/IMG_7351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparently, the sugar rush will make you do crazy things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1JGygceXI/AAAAAAAAEEI/AegkIK9vwXo/s1600/IMG_7353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489123901820402034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1JGygceXI/AAAAAAAAEEI/AegkIK9vwXo/s320/IMG_7353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1JGSD2FvI/AAAAAAAAEEA/-i3BnYb81bw/s1600/IMG_7354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489123893110511346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1JGSD2FvI/AAAAAAAAEEA/-i3BnYb81bw/s320/IMG_7354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-7093594148398909619?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/7093594148398909619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/popsicle-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7093594148398909619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/7093594148398909619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/popsicle-time.html' title='Popsicle Time'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1JHRRz3DI/AAAAAAAAEEY/cWi8pzG8Ves/s72-c/IMG_7348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-5280862224138548667</id><published>2010-07-03T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T19:44:56.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Ben is FREE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC_0Pns7IpI/AAAAAAAAEI4/xYPNI8GoIOU/s1600/July07+029-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489875019980546706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC_0Pns7IpI/AAAAAAAAEI4/xYPNI8GoIOU/s320/July07+029-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's hard to believe that just three short years ago the Lord blessed us with Benjamin Charles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC_z_MsxENI/AAAAAAAAEIw/VwFR_ppOet8/s1600/HPIM0902a-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489874737854222546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC_z_MsxENI/AAAAAAAAEIw/VwFR_ppOet8/s320/HPIM0902a-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He came a week before his scheduled section and weighed only 6 lbs. 15 oz. He is our tiniest baby to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC_z-i9fiDI/AAAAAAAAEIo/rvjpuLjvE5U/s1600/101_0218-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489874726650087474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC_z-i9fiDI/AAAAAAAAEIo/rvjpuLjvE5U/s320/101_0218-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben has always been a bit of a handful. Listening isn't his strongest point but making messes is something at which he's a pro {funny how 2 years later it's a lot funnier than it was then :) }.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC_z-TArU5I/AAAAAAAAEIg/JH0houEZwyw/s1600/101_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489874722368476050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC_z-TArU5I/AAAAAAAAEIg/JH0houEZwyw/s320/101_0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben always has the best disposition and sweetest smile. When he gets upset it doesn't last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC_z-D0hS_I/AAAAAAAAEIY/UUt2bUM99aA/s1600/IMG_2084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489874718290955250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC_z-D0hS_I/AAAAAAAAEIY/UUt2bUM99aA/s320/IMG_2084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is truly a joy and blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC_z92XQuPI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/gXFi1kWlPH4/s1600/IMG_7272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489874714678573298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC_z92XQuPI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/gXFi1kWlPH4/s320/IMG_7272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday, Ben! We sure are proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-5280862224138548667?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/5280862224138548667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/ben-is-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/5280862224138548667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/5280862224138548667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/ben-is-free.html' title='Ben is FREE!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC_0Pns7IpI/AAAAAAAAEI4/xYPNI8GoIOU/s72-c/July07+029-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-2588279828443946327</id><published>2010-07-02T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T18:52:43.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Fun in the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1CkCWg2GI/AAAAAAAAED4/AgeUzTI0iRg/s1600/IMG_7300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489116707708524642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1CkCWg2GI/AAAAAAAAED4/AgeUzTI0iRg/s320/IMG_7300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the warm weather, my mom helped us go to the beach. We didn't make it much last year and we're hoping for a better showing this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1CjtZ6L8I/AAAAAAAAEDw/Y16UVeM_Eu8/s1600/IMG_7306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489116702085623746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1CjtZ6L8I/AAAAAAAAEDw/Y16UVeM_Eu8/s320/IMG_7306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year the kids really took to the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1CjJWK9II/AAAAAAAAEDo/dBHmHxbwa_Y/s1600/IMG_7311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489116692406269058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1CjJWK9II/AAAAAAAAEDo/dBHmHxbwa_Y/s320/IMG_7311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ty is really wanting to fully learn to swim. He isn't much for putting his face under water but he has no problem splashing water everywhere when he kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1CiwYuxZI/AAAAAAAAEDg/-HD9RiCyfkM/s1600/IMG_7314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489116685706118546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1CiwYuxZI/AAAAAAAAEDg/-HD9RiCyfkM/s320/IMG_7314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Griffin is a bit timid but really likes the life jacket. He doesn't seem to mind putting his face in the water but doesn't like floating on his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1BwD6fKyI/AAAAAAAAEDY/iRH9TKjli1c/s1600/IMG_7322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489115814774647586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1BwD6fKyI/AAAAAAAAEDY/iRH9TKjli1c/s320/IMG_7322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you have a small child RUN to Wal-Mart and buy this floatie. I purchased it thinking it would be nice for Henry to have something to keep him out of the sun. He loves it. He's small enough that he can splash inside the tube and the canopy keeps him completely out of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1Bv2VYhQI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/XHpa8gyurKY/s1600/IMG_7326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489115811129361666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1Bv2VYhQI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/XHpa8gyurKY/s320/IMG_7326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1Bvtz0ACI/AAAAAAAAEDI/NHyWOnAst-g/s1600/IMG_7329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489115808841072674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1Bvtz0ACI/AAAAAAAAEDI/NHyWOnAst-g/s320/IMG_7329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madisyn is a little fish. That girl was trying to have underwater breath holding contest with anyone who would pay attention. I think she was the most upset when it was time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1BvNqHg-I/AAAAAAAAEDA/iCKvAWpgl7Q/s1600/IMG_7345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489115800210473954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1BvNqHg-I/AAAAAAAAEDA/iCKvAWpgl7Q/s320/IMG_7345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons you much buy a frog - Henry was lulled to sleep by the water. This enabled mom and I to watch the other kids and not worry about Henry. We held onto the tube with one hand and had the other free to assist the other kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1Buytj0QI/AAAAAAAAEC4/iNepxQ1Mnso/s1600/IMG_7347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489115792977154306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1Buytj0QI/AAAAAAAAEC4/iNepxQ1Mnso/s320/IMG_7347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-2588279828443946327?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/2588279828443946327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2588279828443946327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2588279828443946327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='Fun in the Sun'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TC1CkCWg2GI/AAAAAAAAED4/AgeUzTI0iRg/s72-c/IMG_7300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-4551124699750041968</id><published>2010-06-29T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T05:43:01.041-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madisyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playtime'/><title type='text'>Slippin' and a Slidin'</title><content type='html'>It has been HOT!!!! My poor children would spend 5 minutes outside and come in begging for a drink and smelling like they hadn't showered in months. I considered a kiddie pool but  I have two little boys that I didn't trust to stay out of it when Mommy wasn't right there. So we hit Wal-Mart looking for some way to stay cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCl2YpkVbkI/AAAAAAAAECw/v8brGohYmqY/s1600/IMG_7252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488047786774851138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCl2YpkVbkI/AAAAAAAAECw/v8brGohYmqY/s320/IMG_7252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Insert Slip N Slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCl2YbH2jVI/AAAAAAAAECo/0pTb9JY38Vo/s1600/IMG_7255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488047782897290578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCl2YbH2jVI/AAAAAAAAECo/0pTb9JY38Vo/s320/IMG_7255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I purchased the 3 lane because I thought at least two kids could go down at a time. Turns out if they time it just right - all 4 can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first Ben wasn't too sure. He spent a lot of time watching Madisyn, Ty and Griffin play. The far end set up to hold water. I carried  him to the end and dipped his feet in the spray. Finally he came to the end and started splashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCl2YA431ZI/AAAAAAAAECg/7mUVO2Y4Q54/s1600/IMG_7279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488047775855138194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCl2YA431ZI/AAAAAAAAECg/7mUVO2Y4Q54/s320/IMG_7279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within an hour was was just as into it as anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCl2X1jvAII/AAAAAAAAECY/8f4RcVGaLns/s1600/IMG_7282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488047772813688962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCl2X1jvAII/AAAAAAAAECY/8f4RcVGaLns/s320/IMG_7282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think day 1 lasted almost 3 hours before Momma made them come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCl2Xj8TveI/AAAAAAAAECQ/Fw5F4pyZ5lw/s1600/IMG_7250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488047768084921826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCl2Xj8TveI/AAAAAAAAECQ/Fw5F4pyZ5lw/s320/IMG_7250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if your in the neighborhood come by and join us. AC for mom while  watch from the window and hours of fun in the sun for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-4551124699750041968?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/4551124699750041968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/06/slippin-and-slidin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4551124699750041968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4551124699750041968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/06/slippin-and-slidin.html' title='Slippin&apos; and a Slidin&apos;'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCl2YpkVbkI/AAAAAAAAECw/v8brGohYmqY/s72-c/IMG_7252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-4462755636686782952</id><published>2010-06-26T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T20:56:14.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Walter Henry</title><content type='html'>You are 13 months old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are crawling like a mad man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pulling up more and more and even let go for a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCbI15Q6zZI/AAAAAAAAECI/gUrItMKJh9c/s1600/IMG_7466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487294024227933586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCbI15Q6zZI/AAAAAAAAECI/gUrItMKJh9c/s320/IMG_7466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are up to a whopping 18 lbs 11 oz.  I think you got a little scared your baby cousin was going to be bigger than you! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear a size 12 month clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are in medium diaper covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCbI1tyuzdI/AAAAAAAAECA/Gm5MLxikUfA/s1600/IMG_7465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487294021148528082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCbI1tyuzdI/AAAAAAAAECA/Gm5MLxikUfA/s320/IMG_7465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have weaned this month and love your morning glass of cow's milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You eat just about anything you can get your hands on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCbI1YfdcwI/AAAAAAAAEB4/FprFIBU_OVc/s1600/IMG_2347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487294015430554370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCbI1YfdcwI/AAAAAAAAEB4/FprFIBU_OVc/s320/IMG_2347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a difference a year makes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's hard to believe you were this little just a year ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCbI1N3Oj9I/AAAAAAAAEBw/WgfRo_9Mbr8/s1600/IMG_7461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487294012577451986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCbI1N3Oj9I/AAAAAAAAEBw/WgfRo_9Mbr8/s320/IMG_7461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-4462755636686782952?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/4462755636686782952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/06/walter-henry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4462755636686782952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/4462755636686782952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/06/walter-henry.html' title='Walter Henry'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TCbI15Q6zZI/AAAAAAAAECI/gUrItMKJh9c/s72-c/IMG_7466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-2799055859167701219</id><published>2010-06-08T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T06:00:07.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry'/><title type='text'>Birthday Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAgxsv8UnVI/AAAAAAAAEAI/Cisw_s8gBnQ/s1600/IMG_7030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478683591549689170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAgxsv8UnVI/AAAAAAAAEAI/Cisw_s8gBnQ/s320/IMG_7030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Henry's actual "birthday" we had brownies. When the kids birthday doesn't fall on the party day we have brownies with supper. He was fascinated with the fire. I think he's a little fire bug in the making. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAgusRdTt8I/AAAAAAAAEAA/QpU2PL-SAbY/s1600/IMG_7032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478680284831659970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAgusRdTt8I/AAAAAAAAEAA/QpU2PL-SAbY/s320/IMG_7032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He wasn't so sure why everyone was singing. He kept looking around at us like we were crazy. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAgusSunQTI/AAAAAAAAD_4/NLPBm1-kPW0/s1600/IMG_7033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478680285172678962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAgusSunQTI/AAAAAAAAD_4/NLPBm1-kPW0/s320/IMG_7033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ty was standing next to him and he thought that was very strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAgusDk6VbI/AAAAAAAAD_w/gm2ATB6ZGJU/s1600/IMG_7037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478680281105454514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAgusDk6VbI/AAAAAAAAD_w/gm2ATB6ZGJU/s320/IMG_7037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Though brownies wasn't a totally new experience (he's had a taste or two), he was delighted with his first pan fixed for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAgur67Xn4I/AAAAAAAAD_o/75m_XeFQUWs/s1600/IMG_7045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478680278783729538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAgur67Xn4I/AAAAAAAAD_o/75m_XeFQUWs/s320/IMG_7045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; I'm pretty sure I can fit the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAgurr-O5xI/AAAAAAAAD_g/wW3_OKheyDM/s1600/IMG_7050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478680274769209106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAgurr-O5xI/AAAAAAAAD_g/wW3_OKheyDM/s320/IMG_7050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; It's sooooooooooo good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-2799055859167701219?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/2799055859167701219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthday-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2799055859167701219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2799055859167701219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/06/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAgxsv8UnVI/AAAAAAAAEAI/Cisw_s8gBnQ/s72-c/IMG_7030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-2943812267058017112</id><published>2010-06-07T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T06:01:00.702-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 5th Birthday, Griffin!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxsMj1nDDI/AAAAAAAAEBo/bSFdApMkihQ/s1600/050607b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479873809637379122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxsMj1nDDI/AAAAAAAAEBo/bSFdApMkihQ/s320/050607b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's hard to believe that just 5 short years ago, you were our tiny little 7 lb 13 oz boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxsMFpXWLI/AAAAAAAAEBg/KNmxu30p34o/s1600/050607zq.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479873801532954802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxsMFpXWLI/AAAAAAAAEBg/KNmxu30p34o/s320/050607zq.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are the one that started the whole "bigger than normal" family comments. :) We knew right away that if you survived all of Madisyn and Ty's "loving" you were going to be a tough boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxr5zLG6NI/AAAAAAAAEBY/CTt5nbfKkfg/s1600/110_6218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479873487336564946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxr5zLG6NI/AAAAAAAAEBY/CTt5nbfKkfg/s320/110_6218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As each year passed, we have grown to love you more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxr5mpFGaI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/_lSHq36xB2U/s1600/100_1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479873483972614562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxr5mpFGaI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/_lSHq36xB2U/s320/100_1841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've always been our little "class clown". We've often said that Griffin stops to think about things before he does them and then decides to do it anyway - as evidenced by your 2 year old picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxr5MtBscI/AAAAAAAAEBI/nL2p9W0MmsQ/s1600/101_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479873477009846722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxr5MtBscI/AAAAAAAAEBI/nL2p9W0MmsQ/s320/101_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You've always been a bit dramatic. Why act surprised a little? Go all out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxr41neKcI/AAAAAAAAEBA/GC9LzT6DWrA/s1600/IMG_2152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479873470812531138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxr41neKcI/AAAAAAAAEBA/GC9LzT6DWrA/s320/IMG_2152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yet you know exactly where the "line" is and while you tiptoe on it, you stop just short of crossing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxr4qaFwZI/AAAAAAAAEA4/upCUwstyopM/s1600/IMG_7240-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479873467803615634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxr4qaFwZI/AAAAAAAAEA4/upCUwstyopM/s320/IMG_7240-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are turning into such a big boy. Reading, counting, riding a bike without training wheels . . . There isn't much you'll let the "big kids" do without you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday I thank God for giving me such a wonderful son. I am incredibly blessed to be called Moooommeee by you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1679347758287999598-2943812267058017112?l=witcherfarms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/feeds/2943812267058017112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-5th-birthday-griffin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2943812267058017112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1679347758287999598/posts/default/2943812267058017112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://witcherfarms.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-5th-birthday-griffin.html' title='Happy 5th Birthday, Griffin!!!'/><author><name>Stacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10655536025114671869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/S1PNVWnTRNI/AAAAAAAAC1E/N7rGxYInSSQ/S220/IMG_5129a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2l14r9C_nYM/TAxsMj1nDDI/AAAAAAAAEBo/bSFdApMkihQ/s72-c/050607b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1679347758287999598.post-7816552864015311163</id><published>2010-06-04T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T06:00:04.948-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://ww
