tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88289952024-03-07T21:12:45.110-05:00Loving LifeTracihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14690956559913121350noreply@blogger.comBlogger286125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8828995.post-86938376805140128972011-10-04T22:14:00.000-05:002011-10-04T22:14:23.167-05:00Happy birthday to Spenser!Today is my oldest sons 17th birthday! Spenser is such a good kid, awesome son and brother. He loves his little sisters who both have Down syndrome so much. Since Anna has come home to us from Rus$ia he loves to tote her around and show her off. :) He takes both of the girls on rides through the neighborhood and takes Anna to the store with him every chance he gets :) He would take Ashlyn more, but she is too difficult to deal with in the store and doesn't listen to authority worth a hoot!!! Yep she is my stubborn one. Here are a few pics of the kiddos today after we went out to dinner for Spenser's birthday. Aren't all my children so photogenic? LOL- NONE of them would cooperate except Anna and once in a while Spenser would when he wasn't tending to Ashlyn who was misbehaving!! So here ya go....the crazy Williams clan......<br />
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Ashlyn is a big ol' 12 years old this year and I am still having a hard time believing it! It seems like she has just grown up overnight and we will have a teenager before we know it...YIKES!!!!<br />
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Ashlyn’s birthday was August 31. And I have yet to blog about it. My girly turned 11 years old. ELEVEN years old…wow, how did that happen? It only seems like yesterday she started kindergarten and I was scared out of my mind. This fall she started middle school and again, I was scared out of my mind. Still am some days if you wanna know the truth. Although she is still very delayed in a lot of areas she is growing up in several other areas.<br />
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Mike took the kids to the fair with a couple of his family members the other night. I would have loved to go but I had to work that night. Being the good daddy that he is, he sent me a couple of photos on my cell to show me what a good time she was having. He said that she wanted to ride all of the big rides and squealed with laughter and laughed so hard she could barely breathe! Oh how I wish I could have been there too! But wait, I was there just the day before and she acted nothing like that with me. You see we have a little Mama drama going on and have so for several years. On Thursday I went with her class to the fair to participate with the local FFA students from a local high school. They had a special day set up where FFA students would work with the exceptional children’s class and teach them how to “show” a sheep. Each of the FFA students have experience showing sheep at the fair and one of the seniors from the high school used this as her “senior project”. It was really fun for most of the kids, but of course Ashlyn had to break out the drama on us. She got mad at us because she wanted to ride the sheep. Forget showing this sheep, I wanna ride it! She ran around whining and fussing so I ended up bringing her over to the bleachers to watch all of her classmates and then she FINALLY calmed down. After the sheep showing was over we walked around the fair for a bit to let the kids ride a few rides. Do you think Ashlyn rode any rides?? NO!! She was too busy displaying her Mama drama. Whiney, crying, sitting down on the ground, being totally uncooperative! I tried to take her to the bathroom and all I could find was porta potties…..ewwwwww. I thought well, it’s worth trying. But obviously Ashlyn was not thinking like me. She took off running and screaming Nooooooooooo! Which by the looks of it, I wouldn’t have wanted to use it either. She is totally FREAKED out by small spaces and there was no way she was going to climb in that potty. So then we finally sat down to eat lunch and this made her very happy, surprised? Ha! Needless to say this was a very stressful day as I still had to run to a doctors appointment after the fair and was not looking forward to the procedure I would be having that day.<br />
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So fast forward to Friday, Ashlyn is having the time of her life at the fair with her daddy and cousins. It was at night and I am sure it was a lot cooler than it was when we went during the day. She had so much fun that she cried her little heart out when it was time to leave. The longer they were there the more impatient she became in waiting in the lines to get on a ride. Ashlyn does not understand about waiting her turn…when she wants something she wants it NOW!!! So out of the fair they go, kicking and screaming. It’s great that she is finally growing up some and actually riding the rides at the fair. It wasn’t so long ago that she would have torn her fingernails off to keep from getting on a ride.<br />
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Okay here’s where I should get the mother of the year award. Ashlyn’s teacher called me from school this week to tell me that Ashlyn had a blowout in her pants that went up her back……YIKES. I found out later it happened 3 times that day! Poor teacher! Ashlyn hasn’t been pooping her pants so I was confused as to why this was happening. I told her teacher that it could possibly be a side effect of her seizure medicine. Later that afternoon Rhonda was at our house (she works with Ashlyn after school on her goals.) I was telling her about what happened at school and I told her that it could be the meds or possibly she might have a milk allergy. Rhonda then tells me, Traci, look at what you are feeding her. I look down and it’s yogurt, yeah so what? You are giving her the Activa yogurt that is for people who need bowel movement stimulation!!! OH-MY-GOSH!!! Trust me when I say, Ashlyn needs no help whatsoever in the bowel movement department! The poor girl had 2 cups of it the night before her blow out and had just downed about ¾ of another cup!!! Oooooppppps!!! I don’t typically buy that brand of yogurt but I had a coupon for it and it was free with the coupon so I thought I would grab it because Ashlyn LOVES yogurt! I think we will be sticking with Trix yogurt from now on!!!<br />
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Ask me about taking poor poopsie to the doctor today :( That's another post but let me tell you, I have beat myself up all day over it :(<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">The wild ones running through the sprinkler, or rather Ashlyn </div><div style="text-align: center;">trying to be the "control personnel" of the sprinkler!</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Mason is such a trip! He loves playing pranks, especially on Spenser.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here he is putting dog treats on Spenser and then luring</div><div style="text-align: center;">Howard up onto Spenser while he is trying to sleep.</div><div style="text-align: center;">ahhhh it is so stinking funny...Howard licking all over Spenser's ears and neck, he he he!</div><br />
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<div align="center">The kid on the left has never dyed Easter eggs!!!!</div><br />
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<div align="center">See sometimes having Down syndrome has it's perks ya know!!</div><div align="center">(they give you a ticket for a stuffed rabbit, even though</div><div align="center">you didn't even get one bean bag in the hole)</div><br />
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<div align="center">Do I know you??? I think we have met!</div><br />
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<div align="center">POOR rabbit...never saw it coming!!!!!</div><br />
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<div align="center">See all of the candy eggs on the floor? Between Reeces's pieces and jelly beans,</div><div align="center">Howard (our dog) had a grand ol' Easter!! Ashlyn thought it was comical to dump all of the candy</div><div align="center">out of the plastic eggs onto the floor. Howard looked like he was a Hippo in the game </div><div align="center">"Hungry, Hungry Hippos".</div><div align="center">LOL.... he was eating that candy up as fast as he could!!</div><br />
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<div align="center">Yummy, coconut Easter cake</div><div align="center"><br />
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Tuesday night as I was lying in bed and saying my prayers I started asking the Lord to protect our home and protect my family while in our home. Huh? The following day after I had prayed that prayer I was getting ready to go and eat lunch with Mike. On this morning I used the curling iron only when fixing my hair, unplugged it and went downstairs. I took Howard (our dog) outside for a quick tinkle and came back inside. As I walked in the dining room to grab my jacket I heard a noise from upstairs like something was running. I was the only one at home (besides Mike who was downstairs who had just come in and was waiting on me) so I ran upstairs to check it out. I walked into the bathroom to find the hairdryer running!! I hadn’t even used the hairdryer, yet it was running and had a smoky/burning smell to it. I tried to cut it off but the button wouldn’t budge!!! I ended up pulling it out of the socket in order to get the crazy thing to cut off!! So I am thinking that if we had left a minute or two earlier I am positive we would have had a house fire in no time at all.<br />
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So, my message to you is ALWAYS unplug your hairdryer when you are finished using it!! I am so guilty of leaving the hair dryer plugged up and only unplugging the curling iron. In fact, I never unplugged the hair dryer before now. I told my sister-in-law who is a hair dresser about what happened. She said that they learned in cosmetology school to ALWAYS unplug the hairdryer because there are two elements in a hair dryer that can heat up if left plugged in, even though it is not on. She said that they were taught that a hairdryer could heat up and catch fire, NOT that they would start running (like ours did) and catch fire. So this was a pretty scary ordeal for me, to say the least. Every time I thought about it I would get sick to my stomach for a couple of days afterwards, thinking “WHAT IF?” Needless to say I have been thanking my sweet Lord every day that the outcome of the situation was positive. There is no doubt in my mind that we would have had a house fire that day if I had not heard the hair dryer running or even left a minute or two earlier. Thank you Lord!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">My first cake creation. My <em>leaning</em> tower of sweetness.</div><div style="text-align: center;">There are several things that I want to do</div><div style="text-align: center;">in life before passing on-<br />
and making and decorating cakes</div><div style="text-align: center;">is one of them.</div><div style="text-align: center;">My friend and I signed up for a cake decorating class</div><div style="text-align: center;">at Michaels craft store.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Let me start by saying~</div><div style="text-align: center;">it was a whole lot more involved than I imagined.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I felt like I took everything but the </div><div style="text-align: center;">kitchen sink</div><div style="text-align: center;">to class. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">She is <em>leaning</em> somewhat</div><div style="text-align: center;">BUT</div><div style="text-align: center;">she tasted oohhhhhhh soooo goood.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Even Spenser (who isn't a cake fanatic like me)</div><div style="text-align: center;">thought it was terrific!! If he liked it, </div><div style="text-align: center;">well then it must have tasted </div><div style="text-align: center;">pretty darned good!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Our instructor asked us on the first night of class </div><div style="text-align: center;">"why are you here?"</div><div style="text-align: center;">My answer~</div><div style="text-align: center;">"I LOVE CAKE!"</div><div style="text-align: center;">And that's the honest truth! I am a cake freak-</div><div style="text-align: center;">well I am more into the icing but</div><div style="text-align: center;"> ya gotta have at least a little cake to go with your icing....right?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We completed part 1 of Wilson's cake decorating course.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We go for part 2 in March to continue </div><div style="text-align: center;">to learn to create yummy goodness!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Next month I will be making my first birthday cake</div><div style="text-align: center;">for family members and I am excited/nervous</div><div style="text-align: center;">about how it will turn out!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wish me luck!!</div><br />
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Forgive me if I am wrong but I simply cannot understand this mentality. If an earthquake would hit their home tomorrow, who do you think would be crying out for help then? <br />
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And then there are the orphans and the disabled. Who is helping them? I think about the kiddos over there that have Down syndrome.... who is watching over them? If a tragedy would happen here and we all passed, poor Ashlyn wouldn't last long. She has no self help skills and would be an accident waiting to happen. She doesn't have a clue as to being safe and can't be out of our sight for long. What is happening to people like her in Haiti?<br />
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And one of the scribes came and heard them arguing, and recognizing that He had answered them well, asked Him, "What commandment is the foremost of all?" Jesus answered, "The foremost is, 'Hear, O Israel! The Lord our God is one Lord; and you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind, and with all your strength.' "The second is this, 'You shall love your neighbor as yourself.' There is no other commandment greater than these." (NAS, Mark 12:28-31)<br />
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Okay so honestly, I know Jesus did not just mean your next door neighbor when he said "love your neighbor as yourself". He meant love other humans, even your enemies. He wants us to reach out to fellow man in time of need. We all need to be Jesus to the people!! I just pray that hardened hearts can be made whole by our Lord through all of the tragedies that we face. Reach out to others in time of need...you never know...it might you who needs help from fellow man one day!<br />
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Watch this video and listen to the man who lost his wife and children in the earthquake... what a heart of God he has..... wow!<br />
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Hugo Chavez Mouthpiece Says U.S. Hit Haiti With 'Earthquake Weapon' <br />
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Thursday, January 21, 2010 <br />
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Hugo Chavez blames the U.S. for the devastating earthquake in Haiti. <br />
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The United States apparently possesses an "earthquake weapon" that set off the catastrophic quake in Haiti and killed 200,000 innocents. Don't believe it's true? Just ask Hugo Chavez. <br />
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Citing an alleged report from Russia's Northern Fleet, the Venezuelan strongman's state mouthpiece ViVe TV shot out a press release saying the 7.0 magnitude Haiti quake was caused by a U.S. test of an experimental shockwave system that can also create "weather anomalies to cause floods, droughts and hurricanes." <br />
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The station's Web site added that the U.S. government's HAARP program, an atmospheric research facility in Alaska (and frequent subject of conspiracy theories), was also to blame for a Jan. 9 quake in Eureka, Calif., and may have been behind the 7.8-magnitude quake in China that killed nearly 90,000 people in 2008. <br />
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What's more, the site says, the cataclysmic ruin in Haiti was only a test run for much bigger game: the coming showdown with Iran. <br />
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The ultimate goal of the test attack in Haiti, the report reads, is the United States' "planned destruction of Iran through a series of earthquakes designed to topple the current Islamic regime." <br />
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The story has since been taken down from the Venezuelan Web site, but a Google cache of the charges remains intact. <br />
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The publication of the story came just days after Chavez himself accused the U.S. of using the earthquake as an excuse to "invade and militarily occupy Haiti," a nation so poor that its entire economy is based on foreign aid - particularly from the U.S. <br />
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"The empire (the U.S.) is taking Haiti over the bodies and tears of its people," he said at a press conference. <br />
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"I read that 3,000 soldiers are arriving, Marines armed as if they were going to war. They are occupying Haiti undercover." <br />
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By week's end, some 16,000 U.S. troops are expected to be providing humanitarian assistance in Haiti, where they have taken control of the only working airport and are coordinating relief efforts on the ground.<br />
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All Scripture is inspired by God and is useful to teach us what is true and to make us realize what is wrong in our lives. It corrects us when we are wrong and teaches us to do what is right. 2 Timothy 3:16 (NLT)<br />
If I discover truth from the Bible, how do I know the Bible is true? There's a world of objective evidence, both external and internal, that says the Bible is true. <br />
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External evidence proves the Bible is a historical book that you can rely on. There are 5,366 copies of the Bible dating from the time it was written to just 70 years afterwards. That fact dispels the urban legend that the Bible was changed as it passed through generations and languages. <br />
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External evidence also includes many archeological discoveries. For example, historians used to say that Solomon couldn't have had the horses the Bible says he had because no one had horses at that time. But then thousands of horse stables were found in an archeological dig. <br />
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There's also the internal evidence of the Bible itself. In a court of law, a prosecutor with two or three eyewitness accounts has a good chance of making his case. The Bible is filled with eyewitness accounts. Moses was there when the Red Sea split; Joshua was there to watch Jericho fall; the disciples saw the resurrected Jesus. <br />
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The internal evidence of the Bible also includes the fact that it tells one story with consistency - though it was written over 1,500 years on three different continents by 40 different authors from every walk of life. No human being could account for that. It's an amazing example of God's abilities.<br />
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The Bible says, "There's nothing like the written Word of God for showing you the way to salvation through faith in Christ Jesus. Every part of Scripture is God-breathed and useful one way or another—showing us truth, exposing our rebellion, correcting our mistakes, training us to live God's way. Through the Word we are put together and shaped up for the tasks God has for us." (2 Timothy 3:15-17, MSG)<br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/72/E7C88B0331297AEFC4B96294265A9E73.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /></a>Tracihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14690956559913121350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8828995.post-27821854000211584252009-12-28T20:57:00.020-05:002009-12-28T22:16:43.657-05:00Christmas happiness<div align="center">Sweet girl on Christmas day</div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9OUVrI2_dSZB2Cj8qhnSKt0lG-eVyteOabwQ3pACqzVRq3fdEh8XFuYxWiknqrfLKjtVGcX87b0rAc58g315tVxSW_A5NrtY6UNmxTAJm9IkCehRSAU-QuTHKBR3nIOJ8G5hD/s1600-h/DSC_0327.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420487669939998770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9OUVrI2_dSZB2Cj8qhnSKt0lG-eVyteOabwQ3pACqzVRq3fdEh8XFuYxWiknqrfLKjtVGcX87b0rAc58g315tVxSW_A5NrtY6UNmxTAJm9IkCehRSAU-QuTHKBR3nIOJ8G5hD/s400/DSC_0327.JPG" /></a> <div><br /><div align="center">We went to my moms on Christmas eve....<br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBLEJGh0ryzYNbC-Wi5hAJq4xMNPufv5RUXodO6lgUJprDvHT5skhRA_g8TJi8_wtsz6mgHQK3IGUXfXuan9VIYYG8UzIPFTYXzO5JKyUXOZYl52vPSm3I0By5yA8gvJL81Qxt/s1600-h/DSC_0233.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420486226735856050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBLEJGh0ryzYNbC-Wi5hAJq4xMNPufv5RUXodO6lgUJprDvHT5skhRA_g8TJi8_wtsz6mgHQK3IGUXfXuan9VIYYG8UzIPFTYXzO5JKyUXOZYl52vPSm3I0By5yA8gvJL81Qxt/s200/DSC_0233.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">Papa John and Grandma Denise came down</div><br /><div align="center">for Christmas!! It was great!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420489329239471474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpPAWu1ySFVTcDkx7IxrZm4eqc4Nzj8ZBbaaxsX6yPTgNBt-XNSl_q2NVzaePVaHZHIhzZrRCpk56Ux3yvIwUmc2JQBw4hvr_uyoUULX90v9_XvJhNrG6OX-uM-eda2TW6hcVg/s400/DSC_0222.JPG" /><br /><div></div><div><br /><div align="center">My sister Kris loving on Ashlyn</div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420488155334206450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAybd24DIzFLa_vQrJ4FGHEvq-eZSi3fBdGimugeH3W3zkHJSZzW2glbQlD8X7rMRcb2NAjCjfTu_lwqJS6af4GVDQ1V-t_MHRZDsznUJmVBgLaILNIuOhGEWo_uTLYM32IoQk/s400/DSC_0245.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">My sister Angie with her daughters new puppy</div><div align="center">Ashlyn insisted that furry animal was a cat!!</div><div align="center">tooo funny!<br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrcSby9JcrJA1IfTqqiN6herxO1pPGSsj9m1Qv9jNIUxh7kVUR9ScbHkIqIzJHrOiXtYny_vgKNKEDgUau7s-KwEd-0caEnbrP9h5gB0YnNEeNFpTqDGdl49JBXBihhDm2lj0M/s1600-h/DSC_0209.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420483874596764290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrcSby9JcrJA1IfTqqiN6herxO1pPGSsj9m1Qv9jNIUxh7kVUR9ScbHkIqIzJHrOiXtYny_vgKNKEDgUau7s-KwEd-0caEnbrP9h5gB0YnNEeNFpTqDGdl49JBXBihhDm2lj0M/s400/DSC_0209.JPG" /></a><br />Hanging with cousins on Christmas eve</div><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-qxwCYb1kZJ8bT3tucNH4HCN_SKG3z1BabApl8xienR9f3utASyrfiwRIQ6i648F6re_ACOYXmU_Hc-Fs-_4Ck4KO2GfSV48QWE3CiwgI0XtWpX5CNdj4Fkpug2KpFAZwKZi/s1600-h/cousins.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420483694481506930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-qxwCYb1kZJ8bT3tucNH4HCN_SKG3z1BabApl8xienR9f3utASyrfiwRIQ6i648F6re_ACOYXmU_Hc-Fs-_4Ck4KO2GfSV48QWE3CiwgI0XtWpX5CNdj4Fkpug2KpFAZwKZi/s400/cousins.jpg" /></a> </div><br /><br /><div align="center">Howie has been a good boy this year too!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsgklctrK6mLGm36AVm0pDe6ah5BA8y1hSTqLPF2NCKk2jeHxtE9FbI9VKQ4FgqURtqLiGJ-yBRO-x7_VkFatgpPW2ChTCmLO6uV7Cvm3gFm2Vut9oIIQZGbRW-i_WEnRwoOw6/s1600-h/howard.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420483556281262994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsgklctrK6mLGm36AVm0pDe6ah5BA8y1hSTqLPF2NCKk2jeHxtE9FbI9VKQ4FgqURtqLiGJ-yBRO-x7_VkFatgpPW2ChTCmLO6uV7Cvm3gFm2Vut9oIIQZGbRW-i_WEnRwoOw6/s400/howard.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Silly Mason wanted a Michael Jackson hat</div><div>that he could wear while doing</div><div>the moon walk.....</div><div>Santa couldn't find a black one at the last minute</div><div>so here</div><div>ya </div><div>go!<br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2EVoXDPdSPQh5enhxRXDatBBGrUdJyuugBQ-flV_L2mnkDe09YjV-zTe-uwUysxo84DIPio2df7ev6Fl2r-lUEqrFmOMnsiRf5YXP9bD6N4U4lQQ9YNI6kCLojaPk52WxhAsl/s1600-h/silly+mason.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420483443872341282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2EVoXDPdSPQh5enhxRXDatBBGrUdJyuugBQ-flV_L2mnkDe09YjV-zTe-uwUysxo84DIPio2df7ev6Fl2r-lUEqrFmOMnsiRf5YXP9bD6N4U4lQQ9YNI6kCLojaPk52WxhAsl/s400/silly+mason.jpg" /></a><br />Mason became obsessed with Michael Jackson</div><br /><br /><div align="center">after<br />he passed away?!?<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK675wjURmDa6fXv96FcFARlb-Xto0h58OKcB9o3fxCZrAHOhWmpgxyUHEWRRE8rk00mqBJqYivGPtxoPQOW0LP16omGT5Md-7_veMbnudNXiaD5KZsd2rNGiakDjhKV-r1Zu4/s1600-h/masonmichael.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420483332862789138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK675wjURmDa6fXv96FcFARlb-Xto0h58OKcB9o3fxCZrAHOhWmpgxyUHEWRRE8rk00mqBJqYivGPtxoPQOW0LP16omGT5Md-7_veMbnudNXiaD5KZsd2rNGiakDjhKV-r1Zu4/s400/masonmichael.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />One happy little boy!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxxvGfOsotvr84uS5wv6TcuLKd5qfszi8t854OLcVe9XabZLdNtPZmI36abUAbqrixAnlkOgnUOGXe_3MB283uQ423jLVpLSpRBkbvnHHpUIxUXJTnnd0IuEsZx__wNVAnhPhN/s1600-h/mason.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420483226455790226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxxvGfOsotvr84uS5wv6TcuLKd5qfszi8t854OLcVe9XabZLdNtPZmI36abUAbqrixAnlkOgnUOGXe_3MB283uQ423jLVpLSpRBkbvnHHpUIxUXJTnnd0IuEsZx__wNVAnhPhN/s400/mason.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />This will look good on my truck, ha ha!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVfKGL0J6sH0ZpdVNTI8oAP69Tz7SelOaHIcfAiGFv9FGAyB4UIvzg3ZUjmvQcvp2mtF8pHF3xgINC6kPuYnPf0Ke8f-TR6INKtiD49Ih6lpaqHkiYrhjpFVQRZdWXeA-nk4oO/s1600-h/spenser1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420483084991122850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVfKGL0J6sH0ZpdVNTI8oAP69Tz7SelOaHIcfAiGFv9FGAyB4UIvzg3ZUjmvQcvp2mtF8pHF3xgINC6kPuYnPf0Ke8f-TR6INKtiD49Ih6lpaqHkiYrhjpFVQRZdWXeA-nk4oO/s400/spenser1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />Enough pictures mom!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8ACWVTKwTXjs3XExCVbeoeSSutj2FZhglQGvzehmIwMyDscuUYeIOxW3n5CRmKo0U6-4qE8Do9zax1hRGL2omnZ1_eJ_RrwYLrymKBMockcwlCvkMXh5zXz2TdOfk9XN17_ZP/s1600-h/spenser.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420482987405421762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8ACWVTKwTXjs3XExCVbeoeSSutj2FZhglQGvzehmIwMyDscuUYeIOxW3n5CRmKo0U6-4qE8Do9zax1hRGL2omnZ1_eJ_RrwYLrymKBMockcwlCvkMXh5zXz2TdOfk9XN17_ZP/s400/spenser.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><br />ohhhhh I got Lelli Kellie shoes!!!<br /><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB81iioyURTQPPKayjomrQAtPIVgOJEUeHIBexZBjLzzm8TEzueYnZzXb7v8pG9gNc_HFNHxECENoYhL1J5KE3tqH7rO5IMoiCAEcDmEPhu1VYmEjZ-DxPBm18oZxAAw25_CZP/s1600-h/DSC_0299.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420472323874748530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB81iioyURTQPPKayjomrQAtPIVgOJEUeHIBexZBjLzzm8TEzueYnZzXb7v8pG9gNc_HFNHxECENoYhL1J5KE3tqH7rO5IMoiCAEcDmEPhu1VYmEjZ-DxPBm18oZxAAw25_CZP/s400/DSC_0299.JPG" /></a> </div><div>Ready for Santa....</div><div> </div><div> </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420490195498048386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi91gSlHZsax_0GKXhQ7ElFw07WHblKqaTj-o6pT7EsqFB8BZc9wc_UbRGEQAirEgjgPstbgywTcbG3jozC5Y5VRIdrONWsWy6jKhsRdyj98LmPAprfvHcszOXcMbML73k9kc0G/s400/tree.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /><div>I love you Santa!<br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC8IRj3ARFo2rBabHQUSzmvTer5zItJJSBXG7S_QeJm-ysAWZY61uxbxFwpUwiSRp4BPphZ0KOtp_AxkWOwnAXC5ktyytS9RxjhWHFds91hrH2Pf4LclXhkTjAC6KQUzSxRw3e/s1600-h/DSC_0166.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420471828414682914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC8IRj3ARFo2rBabHQUSzmvTer5zItJJSBXG7S_QeJm-ysAWZY61uxbxFwpUwiSRp4BPphZ0KOtp_AxkWOwnAXC5ktyytS9RxjhWHFds91hrH2Pf4LclXhkTjAC6KQUzSxRw3e/s400/DSC_0166.JPG" /></a><br /><br />We hope that everyone had a very Merry Christmas</div><div>and we pray that you each have</div><div>a </div><div>blessed</div><div>New Year!<br /></div><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/72/E7C88B0331297AEFC4B96294265A9E73.png" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Tracihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14690956559913121350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8828995.post-8334218039867523942009-12-22T11:12:00.002-05:002009-12-22T11:14:48.406-05:00Silly ol' elf<div align="center">brought cute stockings and candy canes...</div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguMm6b1TmOSYlUnwzF46ohGCz_cXB19Ao9i5436BYcU4-_NPpS3L_jQztg_HK6l7wvU_CVfPWQsbEj21Ns5lRftQ4h984XeHhkog9Zxw589CKAd8WQwzhcFaa-s01g72SWmXTB/s1600-h/DSC_0200.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418094599954075074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguMm6b1TmOSYlUnwzF46ohGCz_cXB19Ao9i5436BYcU4-_NPpS3L_jQztg_HK6l7wvU_CVfPWQsbEj21Ns5lRftQ4h984XeHhkog9Zxw589CKAd8WQwzhcFaa-s01g72SWmXTB/s400/DSC_0200.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeehM30Vn1jPmYz96MR61KLnhvCkMr3-6LCva7C3PheYFTYvfjymERAfFiuKd1H65KdoOlFlYddpxXLMpMCPLwXJGXW7e2wmw0l-vO_pyHd9_DueuhZsgHZc4AoASHSapy2L71/s1600-h/DSC_0201.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418094421705800882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeehM30Vn1jPmYz96MR61KLnhvCkMr3-6LCva7C3PheYFTYvfjymERAfFiuKd1H65KdoOlFlYddpxXLMpMCPLwXJGXW7e2wmw0l-vO_pyHd9_DueuhZsgHZc4AoASHSapy2L71/s400/DSC_0201.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/72/E7C88B0331297AEFC4B96294265A9E73.png" /></a></div></div>Tracihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14690956559913121350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8828995.post-22558304215957731432009-12-20T20:49:00.003-05:002009-12-20T20:55:19.282-05:00If Christmas was......<a href="http://www.salisburypost.com/News/121609-Christmas-party">Legions post's party a hit with Kids</a><br />Salisbury post- story and pictures by Kathy Chaffin<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />If Christmas was a child, it might be Kaleb Fovian when he's dancing.<br /><br />Entertainer Ron Johnson teased 7-year-old Kaleb about taking over his show when he began to dance at the Harold B. Jarrett American Legion Post 342's annual Christmas party Tuesday morning. Kaleb danced like a boy in love with life.<br /><br />If Christmas was a child, it might be Maggie Fitzgerald when she says she's 13.<br /><br />And how old will she be next year? Johnson wanted to know.<br /><br />"Fourteen," she said, then "15" and "16."<br /><br />"You just keep on getting older and older, don't you?" Johnson asked.<br /><br />Maggie counted with great exuberance, still too young to think about getting old.<br /><br />If Christmas was a child, it might be 8-year-old Bradley Hill when he's laughing.<br /><br />He laughed with wild abandon at Johnson's antics at the party. It was a wide-open laugh with all his teeth showing and his eyes shining with joy.<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417501656583047970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzn-vLvzVSvaC5GNmBvTGTPlYDnoeF9Iogym7jO4bj1VqWm3xL3Wzwgy61huCcG-CK4kBS10dsuVrG-cZZtw2Q02R40FfOYpY_HYnMfKpNB4G-akrZFdUvz_tPc73Z-sYbKBZo/s400/Aashysparty.jpg" /><br /><br />If Christmas was a child, it might be Ashlyn Williams when Santa enters the room.<br /><br />She watched his every move at the party, reaching out for him whenever he got close. When Santa handed her a gift, she gleefully tore the wrapping paper off the toy keyboard.<br /><br />Then instead of playing with the keyboard, she seemed to take great delight in tearing the paper into little pieces.<br /><br />About 50 students from the Exceptional Children's programs at Koontz, Overton and Shive elementary schools and Erwin and Southeast middle schools had a grand time at the party.<br /><br />Phyllis Richardson, who chairs the Harold B. Jarrett Legion Auxiliary's Children and Youth Committee, said Post 342 has held the Christmas party every year for at least 25 years. Richardson said she worked with developmentally disabled children for eight years, "and I just love them."<br /><br />Harry Garwood, chairman of the Legion Post's Children and Youth Committee, said the students look forward to returning every year. The highlight of the party is at the end, he said, when Santa arrives with a gift for each child.<br /><br />Johnson, a magician/singer/ventriloquist from Burlington, was back for an encore performance as entertainer, commenting on how much some of the children had grown since he had last seen them.<br /><br />Pulling students into his acts, Johnson did tricks, sang Christmas carols and performed with his ventriloquist puppets Eddie the Bear and Clyde the Human. The entertainer told the children he has a 63-year-old sister with cerebral palsy.<br /><br />Johnson convinced Catawba football coach Radell Lockhart, an Exceptional Children's teacher at Southeast Middle, to help him with a magic trick. Lockhart followed his directions and tucked a scarf inside the front of his pants.<br /><br />Then they each pulled an end of the scarf, bringing out a pair of men's striped bikini underwear. "Those aren't mine," Lockhart said as the children laughed.<br /><br />Eddie the Bear, one of Johnson's sidekicks, told him he recognized a pretty girl at the party. He went on to tell Hannah Baker, a Rowan-Cabarrus student who was volunteering with her teacher mother, that she was his girlfriend and that he loved her.<br /><br />Johnson and his puppets were a hit with children and adults alike. When he finished, they lined up for hot dogs with all the trimmings, potato chips, potato salad, ice cream and a drink.<br /><br />Afterward, the children sat on the floor around the Christmas tree waiting for the main event — Santa Claus himself. The jolly man in the red suit, who also answers to Tommy Costantino, entered from the office of Nellie Troxell, secretary at the Legion Post.<br /><br />Children waited their turns while Santa handed out presents to each one. Five-year-old Sarai Trinidad from Shive held onto her unwrapped present for a few minutes, basking in the excitement, before opening it to find a doll inside.<br /><br />She smiled and held the doll lovingly to her chest. Ah, the magic of Christmas.<br /><br />Story by Kathy Chaffin <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/72/E7C88B0331297AEFC4B96294265A9E73.png" /></a>Tracihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14690956559913121350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8828995.post-57256336199790454792009-12-15T15:08:00.003-05:002010-01-02T17:27:01.643-05:00<img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNjA5MDczNzk5MzcmcHQ9MTI2MDkwNzY5NTQwNiZwPTQxODgxMyZkPTIwMzUwOCZnPTImbz*2YWY4YTliMDQwMzY*N2YzOThiYWVkMzkyNDI4YWYxMiZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" /> <div style="WIDTH: 425px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #e9e9e9"><object id="A541282" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="319" width="425" data="http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=" service="elfyourself.jibjab.com&partnerID=" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" wmode="transparent"></object><div style="MARGIN-TOP: 6px; WIDTH: 435px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Send your own <a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/">ElfYourself</a> <a href="http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards">eCards</a></div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/72/E7C88B0331297AEFC4B96294265A9E73.png" /></a>Tracihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14690956559913121350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8828995.post-84108650035349905942009-12-14T12:45:00.005-05:002009-12-14T12:53:04.586-05:00Dear Santa,<div align="center">I promise I have been a very good girl</div><div align="center">ALL YEAR</div><div align="center">long.</div><div align="center">Love, Ashlyn</div><div align="center">p.s. don't believe anything my </div><div align="center">mommy tells you. I wasn't REALLY crying</div><div align="center">in those pictures...</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2MZjuNtx60LG9219NTrhSbS3g4BS3xS-Rm_u-FeKqHdyK7o_v5-vjdJZyjs2c0t-LrD3XLMZvlLmjIWNptd1g5d1NiXt2U73EDO_7GxEAZQ77A9ZIwuAJuBH057rojVoZNf30/s1600-h/DSC_0056.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415150336845920322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2MZjuNtx60LG9219NTrhSbS3g4BS3xS-Rm_u-FeKqHdyK7o_v5-vjdJZyjs2c0t-LrD3XLMZvlLmjIWNptd1g5d1NiXt2U73EDO_7GxEAZQ77A9ZIwuAJuBH057rojVoZNf30/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinHnvY83_VMIHHupfv0movZqjfu0MoWI2j1s0mUoQwlzsX1sZfo6e2GFRyxWoI9bXCHFsounZn20L2YrAwpEUSe53RpfW6QnJJBS8MrlDAiU59XMm2Xc4IaHDXrcodez0Eapt1/s1600-h/DSC_0065.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415149713315113554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinHnvY83_VMIHHupfv0movZqjfu0MoWI2j1s0mUoQwlzsX1sZfo6e2GFRyxWoI9bXCHFsounZn20L2YrAwpEUSe53RpfW6QnJJBS8MrlDAiU59XMm2Xc4IaHDXrcodez0Eapt1/s400/DSC_0065.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/72/E7C88B0331297AEFC4B96294265A9E73.png" /></a>Tracihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14690956559913121350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8828995.post-30082798971097289292009-12-08T20:03:00.008-05:002009-12-08T20:28:49.794-05:00Our gingerbread housey<div align="center">I took a gazillion pictures with my new camera</div><div align="center">BUT</div><div align="center">I am not that great with it yet and</div><div align="center">ACCIDENTALLY</div><div align="center">deleted about 10 of them :(</div><div align="center">Here is the only one I had of Spenser and it is almost</div><div align="center">blurry</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413038132120004098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj78TKiuMCdNa5Pgk0UGp3EFxe78_HOleMZpYE7RQTNTEyWbYBUe5-1y718iAJy7Xe43ZWN7hzUoVpSyGHcgBUiXwUNbVuFYPeij3rPmGGLSodfc1K3DKy26Zacm1wemzpW1X9e/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" /><br /><div align="center"><br />Ashlyn started out pretty good this year</div><div align="center">actually putting</div><div align="center">candy</div><div align="center">on the house<br /><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413036814467508210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp2l29icNpa2S_pPwPrPqOpi8xjzfucZ5VZDhJhNfzDXFi0tsc8SkXh10aRVoUtTR3-kAq9X65k3cfZrMxfHLwLx0sW-HqXzCgU6ZQZ2wbaoopRlvLIV0UDQApkfqmsYOy_HHQ/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" /><br /><div><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavbl6DfswUOIipIEQSMLG3eP_X3zwhcv9_evCDl8MoHYOqN8S2YLq_M-1FusDP8Bv5sUJ-PDPfHip_W09P2ZeasyivpOkMUghrDEo9FaD1KSVNsawe38el0KULmz4DjndVgvF/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413037069257203890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavbl6DfswUOIipIEQSMLG3eP_X3zwhcv9_evCDl8MoHYOqN8S2YLq_M-1FusDP8Bv5sUJ-PDPfHip_W09P2ZeasyivpOkMUghrDEo9FaD1KSVNsawe38el0KULmz4DjndVgvF/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJm-sg7RnTwAeUZ09I6SiiNJCscAfCR2h12yCMWgs3bjZqYM6-ZiSxhdWPrNdKW9tdNZs4A1Feup2fs8Zi8v6VBeK8WoIvxlpJbijQu_lGT8OBTZuMa5RusZrHgiI8N8875JYl/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413036656798658018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJm-sg7RnTwAeUZ09I6SiiNJCscAfCR2h12yCMWgs3bjZqYM6-ZiSxhdWPrNdKW9tdNZs4A1Feup2fs8Zi8v6VBeK8WoIvxlpJbijQu_lGT8OBTZuMa5RusZrHgiI8N8875JYl/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><br />Can you see the temptation growing in her???</div><div align="center">After about oh, one minute</div><div align="center">she started cramming candy</div><div align="center">in her mouth.<br /><br /><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413036462460345602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhawOjuf7yNYnTcyduSwQb0xb4MJf4HW9prfdDqx04EBC325cbY8EeuuFvDJ2-NRRtfBShoRyBnNH2SvjH-Z4I-a-ODWAfBYpB6meStjzwd9jEzBmrnj25a8yryb_L1uX76tW4W/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" /> <div> </div><div align="center">She couldn't resist it anymore...</div><div align="center">goodbye chimney!!!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413037259323589122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_z3vo6jcx-rCJfKf6ReIvsilMsSe49ZXrb9ZCc_xsC_uztTkNgwo91k9VTiC-3nQqlFtQjF2AqTQiBxoxuylycc3ogGol4kqoykpMn_JPxXLDR0jcMmzTqrfj-nGWooLf17ux/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" /><br /><br /><br />She is as fast as lightning</div><div align="center">no one could stop her!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRiDhc0jWOZn4PAZotV6-nBtRnomy4rchusIwOu2593f13cgGlPcAn98mdk0zfCiIkHkzjcfcGLqaKe3Qpq-ymoF42z-nh3-XHifabbXmfWD0TewgG1uw9lHLHJu7FozLra2cm/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413037429312916194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRiDhc0jWOZn4PAZotV6-nBtRnomy4rchusIwOu2593f13cgGlPcAn98mdk0zfCiIkHkzjcfcGLqaKe3Qpq-ymoF42z-nh3-XHifabbXmfWD0TewgG1uw9lHLHJu7FozLra2cm/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" /></a> </div><div>THE END</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413037832052824610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdK5Kf6DOU1ju2Qfy3jhMRLbxDLj9xtKfehNAf3NN8iVMh9UvJJPjMBfLUAI_ghDvqKL76LQVSAeLuwMkBlQHMeTTYbUOpoi1TqHAMG8hVVGvEu3Mt8mrY1mvOJk618pIdNwc5/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/72/E7C88B0331297AEFC4B96294265A9E73.png" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div>Tracihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14690956559913121350noreply@blogger.com