<?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-15303691</id><updated>2011-09-24T10:13:21.630-07:00</updated><category term='home'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='photo shoots'/><category term='Scraps'/><category term='self portrait'/><category term='daily something'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='Amber Ludlow Workshop Assignments'/><category term='I Love'/><category term='deck of cards'/><category term='Wendy Schulz assignments'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>my life</title><subtitle type='html'>a compilation of all the little things that I don't want to ever forget.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>554</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-769764758797145081</id><published>2008-02-01T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T13:49:45.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Address</title><content type='html'>I'm over &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://heatherabbott.typepad.com/my_life/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;now.  Be sure to bookmark me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my regular blog address: &lt;a href="http://www.heatherabbott.typepad.com/my_life/"&gt;www.heatherabbott.typepad.com/my_life/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my photo a day blog address: &lt;a href="http://www.heatherabbott.typepad.com/capturing_the_everyday/"&gt;www.heatherabbott.typepad.com/capturing_the_everyday/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-769764758797145081?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/769764758797145081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=769764758797145081' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/769764758797145081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/769764758797145081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-blog-address.html' title='New Blog Address'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-6320095433972461697</id><published>2008-01-27T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T15:36:18.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Switched Over</title><content type='html'>I switched my photo a day blog over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;typepad&lt;/span&gt;.  I liked the layout better and I was already paying for a subscription.  I transferred the month of January over and linked the new address in my sidebar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the process of making a blurb book for this blog.  I am so excited about that.  When the images were being "slurped" it made me so happy to see them.  I cannot wait for the final book.  SO......I will be moving this blog over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;typepad&lt;/span&gt; as well.  When everything is set up, I'll post a link so you  can bookmark me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-6320095433972461697?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/6320095433972461697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=6320095433972461697' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6320095433972461697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6320095433972461697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2008/01/switched-over.html' title='Switched Over'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3059761438955816656</id><published>2008-01-23T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T19:05:38.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy List</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R5f-YyFTmqI/AAAAAAAABvY/BiCc6zmFWAY/s1600-h/_MG_5172(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158871599890537122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R5f-YyFTmqI/AAAAAAAABvY/BiCc6zmFWAY/s400/_MG_5172(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy, happy joy joy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had another round of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;playgoup&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kids had fun playing outside, it was nice today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; and Parker didn't want a picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finally finished Eclipse.  I LOVE that series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cannot wait for the next book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;need a new read....any ideas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are going to take the kids to Disneyland this next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are hoping that they are all well before then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watching the weather in CA.  Hoping it doesn't rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Planning some trips for this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family reunion in Washington in June.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided it would be best to fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids are way excited for their first plane ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so excited we don't have to be stuck in a car for two days up and two days back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Certainly makes it worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3059761438955816656?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3059761438955816656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3059761438955816656' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3059761438955816656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3059761438955816656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-list.html' title='Happy List'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R5f-YyFTmqI/AAAAAAAABvY/BiCc6zmFWAY/s72-c/_MG_5172(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-5321715579959525293</id><published>2008-01-21T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:26:57.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not So Good Things From the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found Lauren downstairs on Sunday in the office at Poppa and Grammie's playing Webkinz. She had a couple of sidekicks. We have computer addicted children.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R5Vw45Ejj0I/AAAAAAAABu4/C6-T906r56M/s1600-h/IMG_5094_filtered(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158153070917685058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R5Vw45Ejj0I/AAAAAAAABu4/C6-T906r56M/s400/IMG_5094_filtered(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After reading Chanel's sweet comment on the last post. I have been thinking about my little life. And I suppose that it sounds wonderful from what is stated in this blog. Generally I only include the happy, little snippets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just to clear things up......it's not always great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For example in the last couple of days I have:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotten a jury summons for the second time in three months. Apparently they just keep rotating your name into the mix until you HAVE to show up. Uggh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cleaned a few poopy diaper messes one of which got all over the slide outside. Sick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Listened and listened some more to the griping of an 9 year old who actually acts much like a 13-14 year old. Who NEEDS a cell phone and her own room and blah, blah, blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dealt with a 3 year old who thinks that he runs the place. In between telling me that I am "the meanest girl ever!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tried and tried again to get my kids to go to bed when I put them to bed not 2-3 hours later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sat in the middle of a messy house and dealt with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waded through mounds of clean laundry to find things for everyone to wear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rode in the dirtiest car EVER because kids never take their things inside. Kyle is the WORST, he leaves his socks in there until there are no more clean ones. Drives me insane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Refereed one too many fights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Made many dinners that no one would eat or even try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Told my three year old that it is not nice to pick your nose, eat your boogies, or to call people stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pulled Brandon down off of the counter just to repeat 5-10 seconds later the whole time I am making dinner or doing anything in the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had my babysitter cancel on me when its been ages since we've gone out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dealt with Kyle throwing a ginormous fit in the car because he left his toy from the dentist and wanted us to all go back in to get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to bed way too late because I was enjoying the PEACE that I can never seem to get enough of when everyone is awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It is a balance of the bad with the good that makes our lives sweet. Chanel is right, I do enjoy my life and my family. I wouldn't trade them or the crazy things they do that drive me batty for anything. I am happy to have this place to record our lives and be able to look back and smile. Because really, when you look back, don't you always remember the good times anyway? I do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-5321715579959525293?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/5321715579959525293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=5321715579959525293' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5321715579959525293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5321715579959525293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-so-good-things-from-week.html' title='Not So Good Things From the Week'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R5Vw45Ejj0I/AAAAAAAABu4/C6-T906r56M/s72-c/IMG_5094_filtered(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-7604851217230401371</id><published>2008-01-17T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:36:05.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtains</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R5BWM5EjjuI/AAAAAAAABuI/SB2npsI5fmY/s1600-h/IMG_5020(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156716352817565410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R5BWM5EjjuI/AAAAAAAABuI/SB2npsI5fmY/s400/IMG_5020(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did some sewing this afternoon while Brandon was napping and Kade was at playgroup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finished one curtain panel to go over the slider.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It felt good to accomplish something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll post pictures when it's d o n e!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-7604851217230401371?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/7604851217230401371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=7604851217230401371' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7604851217230401371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7604851217230401371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2008/01/curtains.html' title='Curtains'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R5BWM5EjjuI/AAAAAAAABuI/SB2npsI5fmY/s72-c/IMG_5020(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-1728813442258597465</id><published>2008-01-15T14:47:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:53:56.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R42b6pEjjrI/AAAAAAAABtw/olymFawbBw0/s1600-h/IMG_4979(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155948580168765106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R42b6pEjjrI/AAAAAAAABtw/olymFawbBw0/s400/IMG_4979(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;listening to Kade say "Play _______ with me." Ever since the kids left for school. The line can be filled with (trains, trucks, basketball, outside, in the sandbox) You get the idea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;thinking that I can't keep up with things in the house that need to be kept up on when I am constantly playing with him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;realizing that the house doesn't really matter.....and letting it go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;frustrated with the older kids and the time in the afternoon after school. It is busy and chaotic and I feel like sometimes they don't always get what they need. Trying to give them what they need.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;focusing on a new plan/schedule/rewards/punishment system. The kids want allowance. We haven't been good about that. I think that they need to work and learn about money and managing it and saving it and how to wisely spend it. So......we are opening savings accounts and attempting another system. Hope it works. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;so happy that the hermit crab cage was cleaned this weekend, and not by me. Those poor, little creatures did not know how to act in a clean environment with fresh food and water. The kids have resolved to take better care of them. And they are excited again about watching them eventually move homes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;doing endless loads of laundry and loving the smell of the dryer as I'm outside playing with Kade (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Concentrating on getting my photo assignment done. I always stress about it, but it is the process, and I am enjoying that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thinking about getting some sewing done and balancing my time in the evenings. I spend way to much time on the computer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-1728813442258597465?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/1728813442258597465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=1728813442258597465' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1728813442258597465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1728813442258597465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been.html' title='I&apos;ve been'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R42b6pEjjrI/AAAAAAAABtw/olymFawbBw0/s72-c/IMG_4979(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-7003355723130244162</id><published>2008-01-12T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T23:30:01.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love This Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4m9upEjjkI/AAAAAAAABs4/rNNgs32yj3w/s1600-h/IMG_4871LABweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154859857498836546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4m9upEjjkI/AAAAAAAABs4/rNNgs32yj3w/s400/IMG_4871LABweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  She is getting really irritated with being my "model"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is starting to barter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her time for something or no deal.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love that she has some smarts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She didn't like this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it fits the composition I'm trying to achieve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I mention I love her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was a clean and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;declutter&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE those days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where many black bags are filled and thrown out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feels good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sad thing is, there are still so many little areas that need that kind of attention.&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/15303691-7003355723130244162?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/7003355723130244162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=7003355723130244162' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7003355723130244162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7003355723130244162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-love-this-girl.html' title='I Love This Girl'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4m9upEjjkI/AAAAAAAABs4/rNNgs32yj3w/s72-c/IMG_4871LABweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-1529181884520313049</id><published>2008-01-10T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:24:33.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bits</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4baupEjjdI/AAAAAAAABsA/YtkpEpPts1M/s1600-h/IMG_4815(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154047318405909970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4baupEjjdI/AAAAAAAABsA/YtkpEpPts1M/s320/IMG_4815(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; After preschool and playgroup yesterday (5 hours away from home), I called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; "honey."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said "Don't call me honey Mom."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In his irritated tone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Call me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When Kyle was around 4, he used to say most frequently:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Maybe yes or maybe no"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as a response to a question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; is now most interested in the definition of the word maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Maybe means YES!" he says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We resort back to Kyle's four year old definition to try to relate to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;.  He's starting to get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4bavJEjjfI/AAAAAAAABsQ/FGNULynYrFs/s1600-h/IMG_4734(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154047326995844594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4bavJEjjfI/AAAAAAAABsQ/FGNULynYrFs/s320/IMG_4734(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving Brandon's little hawk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He just got a haircut and I think that he looks so grown up with his hair all gelled up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lauren is working on a rain dance to learn the water cycle with a group of her classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has come up with some cute choreography.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I commented on what a great job she was doing making it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"We can't make it BRILLIANT because then Mrs. Sanders will make us do it in front of the class."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4bau5EjjeI/AAAAAAAABsI/6b9yP0Wvhh0/s1600-h/IMG_4806(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154047322700877282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4bau5EjjeI/AAAAAAAABsI/6b9yP0Wvhh0/s320/IMG_4806(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm not sure if I have mentioned this before, BUT our neighbor who I think gets really irritated with us and our kids and all our stuff in the backyard, has this "tree"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He has no other landscaping in the backyard besides his pool.  Next to the pool is this weed.  Seriously it is some desert bush that you would find growing next to Lake Mead.  We used to joke about it when it was smaller and not so tall.  That maybe the association would send him a letter to  pick his weed.  We even debated hopping over the fence and pulling it when he was gone to work.  Apparently he likes it.  This large weed now looks like a tree.  But in my opinion, it is an eye sore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-1529181884520313049?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/1529181884520313049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=1529181884520313049' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1529181884520313049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1529181884520313049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2008/01/little-bits.html' title='Little Bits'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4baupEjjdI/AAAAAAAABsA/YtkpEpPts1M/s72-c/IMG_4815(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-8894319219864545690</id><published>2008-01-08T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T21:32:36.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Stinker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4Rap5EjjXI/AAAAAAAABrQ/ZCsX0QOOBeE/s1600-h/IMG_4719(2)bwweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153343549359754610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4Rap5EjjXI/AAAAAAAABrQ/ZCsX0QOOBeE/s400/IMG_4719(2)bwweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little dude is such a tease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He enjoys a good game of chase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can literally see the tease in his eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As far as I can remember, he is the youngest of the Abbott clan to display this characteristic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They all like to tease....just started later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wonder what he will be like when he grows up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a few other things that Brandon LOVES to do as of late:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pull all of the eraser ends off of pencils.  This is always nice when the kids are trying to do homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Find loose change and put in his mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pull the tape out of the living scriptures VCR tapes.  The ones that were so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; expensive to begin with....the ones that would cost too much to replace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Move the dining chairs up to the kitchen counter and walk across it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;get into any cupboard with a child lock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;open the fridge door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He is a handful, that's for sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But that little dude makes me smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and I simply love the way he looks when he runs with that chunky body!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-8894319219864545690?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/8894319219864545690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=8894319219864545690' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8894319219864545690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8894319219864545690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2008/01/little-stinker.html' title='Little Stinker'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4Rap5EjjXI/AAAAAAAABrQ/ZCsX0QOOBeE/s72-c/IMG_4719(2)bwweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-4533014835151443732</id><published>2008-01-07T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T19:31:08.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Round Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4Ls6pEjjUI/AAAAAAAABq4/XnamWbUfUx4/s1600-h/IMG_4692(2)burnweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152941415866797378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4Ls6pEjjUI/AAAAAAAABq4/XnamWbUfUx4/s400/IMG_4692(2)burnweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I started another 8 week photography class with &lt;a href="http://wendyschulzphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wendy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so excited for another chance to learn and grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking forward to a hard 8 weeks, but time that will be well worth the work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I picked up my camera with the assignment in mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was one of my favorites.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one that I never would have snapped, had I not had the direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-4533014835151443732?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/4533014835151443732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=4533014835151443732' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/4533014835151443732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/4533014835151443732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2008/01/round-two.html' title='Round Two'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4Ls6pEjjUI/AAAAAAAABq4/XnamWbUfUx4/s72-c/IMG_4692(2)burnweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3668190995305978741</id><published>2008-01-06T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:58:21.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best</title><content type='html'>thing about our new church time (9am) is the fact that naps are actually a possibility. I sure did take one today and it was wonderful. Not to mention the fact that Brandon was much more pleasant at that hour and church was bearable. Kade is a sunbeam which is hard to imagine, because he is so small. He teared up a bit, thankfully I am in primary, so he could see me for the first part. He was so dang cute and thinks that next week might just be a little bit of fun and not so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to family dinner at Poppa and Grammie's house.  The kids played Don't Eat Pete and air hockey.  My boys love them some Poppa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4HMW5EjjPI/AAAAAAAABqQ/YEljmapMS6g/s1600-h/IMG_4653bwweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152624142337674482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4HMW5EjjPI/AAAAAAAABqQ/YEljmapMS6g/s320/IMG_4653bwweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4HMXJEjjRI/AAAAAAAABqg/6kzZhEg1iCA/s1600-h/IMG_4663(2)+bwweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152624146632641810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4HMXJEjjRI/AAAAAAAABqg/6kzZhEg1iCA/s320/IMG_4663(2)+bwweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4HMXJEjjQI/AAAAAAAABqY/9nI-X8Nz5eU/s1600-h/IMG_4662(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152624146632641794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4HMXJEjjQI/AAAAAAAABqY/9nI-X8Nz5eU/s320/IMG_4662(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4HMiZEjjSI/AAAAAAAABqo/CTTfWjAflvw/s1600-h/IMG_4666(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152624339906170146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4HMiZEjjSI/AAAAAAAABqo/CTTfWjAflvw/s320/IMG_4666(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4HMWpEjjNI/AAAAAAAABqA/AqInN469Uvk/s1600-h/IMG_4648(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152624138042707154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4HMWpEjjNI/AAAAAAAABqA/AqInN469Uvk/s320/IMG_4648(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4HMW5EjjOI/AAAAAAAABqI/YIEw1S03VHc/s1600-h/IMG_4650(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152624142337674466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4HMW5EjjOI/AAAAAAAABqI/YIEw1S03VHc/s320/IMG_4650(2)web.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/15303691-3668190995305978741?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3668190995305978741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3668190995305978741' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3668190995305978741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3668190995305978741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2008/01/best.html' title='The Best'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R4HMW5EjjPI/AAAAAAAABqQ/YEljmapMS6g/s72-c/IMG_4653bwweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-782473659797696578</id><published>2008-01-03T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:26:16.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R31q8JEjjGI/AAAAAAAABpI/JbvCojRIZpU/s1600-h/IMG_4574(3)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151391130241436770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R31q8JEjjGI/AAAAAAAABpI/JbvCojRIZpU/s400/IMG_4574(3)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The boys need haircuts BAD!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How can little boys with little legs outrun me?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Since when do 9 year olds say they need more freedom? and cell phones??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm pretty scared of what it is going to be like when she is a teenager FOR REAL!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kade can touch his tongue to his nose....apparently only he and I can do that. Lauren and Kyle have fat tongues like their Dad. We tested it out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kade got this big truck from his Grandpa Bruce and Grandma Sandie. When he came home I laughed because I got him one for Christmas as well. I have a hard time returning things.....it's too much hassle. So now we have two, one for Brandon and one for Kade.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You would think that they were Lauren and Kyle's they have been riding around in them all over downstairs for the past three days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's for dinner?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's going to be nice when we all get back into a routine.....bedtime, wake up time before 10am (not ME the big kids) They are out of control.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can get ear infections even if you have tubes in your ears. I know this because we spent the morning at the doctor's office. Kyle has two....ears and infections in both of them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The pharmacist knows me by name....just by looking at me. That's how often we are there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-782473659797696578?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/782473659797696578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=782473659797696578' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/782473659797696578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/782473659797696578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2008/01/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R31q8JEjjGI/AAAAAAAABpI/JbvCojRIZpU/s72-c/IMG_4574(3)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-5394537537410588339</id><published>2008-01-01T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T13:47:26.547-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self portrait'/><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3wGXZEjjCI/AAAAAAAABoo/uG0PkGwItpc/s1600-h/IMG_4535(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150999072741755938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3wGXZEjjCI/AAAAAAAABoo/uG0PkGwItpc/s400/IMG_4535(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I always like the freshness of a new year. Planning on changes that I want to make, things I want to be better at. As I was thinking about my approach for this year, I wanted to be simple so I wouldn't overwhelm myself. Because lets face it....there are millions of things that I could do better. Maybe I'd categorize into various areas: physical, creative, emotional, spiritual, organizational and then make one doable goal for each. That way I would have five main goals. I still haven't decided exactly what I am going to try to accomplish, but I have some ideas. The one thing I do know is I will not stress about it! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought that I would "try" and do 365 photos for next year with my photo a day. I know that is a BIG goal, but if I could get most of the days done, it would be a cool visual representation of my year. So hop on over there and keep me accountable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of resolutions, Steve had a conversation with Lauren and Kyle in the car on the way to the movies today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyle resolves to be nicer to his brothers and sister. To try very hard not to tease or aggravate them. Perfect for him :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lauren resolves to be "confident. When Dad and Mom tell me NO about getting a dog. I will save my money and go buy one myself."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahhahahahahahaha! Yeah right!&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/15303691-5394537537410588339?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/5394537537410588339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=5394537537410588339' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5394537537410588339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5394537537410588339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2008/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3wGXZEjjCI/AAAAAAAABoo/uG0PkGwItpc/s72-c/IMG_4535(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-6823007323824074521</id><published>2008-01-01T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:12:29.238-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2007</title><content type='html'>Christmas is down.  It feels so good to get it all boxed up.  I have no idea why I can't stand the decorations after Christmas.  I love the anticipation of Christmas and all of the traditions and time spent together with family, it is just nice to get on with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice Christmas Eve.  New pajamas for the kids, a nice ham dinner, a little reindeer food, some treats for Santa.....thankfully we had ingredients for these yummy pretzels because I was in no mood to make cookies from scratch.  That idea seemed good enough for Kyle.  Everyone went to bed at a reasonable hour and woke up at 7am.  Not too shabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rV_5Eji6I/AAAAAAAABno/t_JlF29uN5s/s1600-h/IMG_4408(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150664417479986082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rV_5Eji6I/AAAAAAAABno/t_JlF29uN5s/s320/IMG_4408(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rV_JEji4I/AAAAAAAABnY/g2ISApg0BNk/s1600-h/IMG_4396web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150664404595084162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rV_JEji4I/AAAAAAAABnY/g2ISApg0BNk/s320/IMG_4396web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rV_ZEji5I/AAAAAAAABng/WR5R66gIOJg/s1600-h/IMG_4405web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150664408890051474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rV_ZEji5I/AAAAAAAABng/WR5R66gIOJg/s320/IMG_4405web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice time here opening presents.  The three big kids went downstairs together and I kept hearing "That is awesome!"  That totally makes it for me.  They were all happy, and I was happy.  We spent the rest of the day at Poppa and Grammies with the cousins.  Lauren set up a storefront using Sadie's puppet theater.  She made little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fliers&lt;/span&gt; for "Sassy Nails"  She did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; nails including great grandma.  And all the kids were hanging out holding Trace's dog Spike.  His sweater still cracks me up.  We are all still trying to get well.  I am really sick of medicine bottles and lists of who has had what at what time.  Hoping we get over this soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rWNJEji7I/AAAAAAAABnw/Lx0x89wg1e4/s1600-h/IMG_4416(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150664645113252786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rWNJEji7I/AAAAAAAABnw/Lx0x89wg1e4/s320/IMG_4416(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rWNZEji8I/AAAAAAAABn4/eu06NUx_b2I/s1600-h/IMG_4414(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150664649408220098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rWNZEji8I/AAAAAAAABn4/eu06NUx_b2I/s320/IMG_4414(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rWNpEji9I/AAAAAAAABoA/yXbsCOVccic/s1600-h/IMG_4421(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150664653703187410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rWNpEji9I/AAAAAAAABoA/yXbsCOVccic/s320/IMG_4421(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rWaJEji-I/AAAAAAAABoI/8wO_KTHqzIM/s1600-h/IMG_4434web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150664868451552226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rWaJEji-I/AAAAAAAABoI/8wO_KTHqzIM/s320/IMG_4434web.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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-6823007323824074521?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/6823007323824074521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=6823007323824074521' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6823007323824074521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6823007323824074521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-2007.html' title='Christmas 2007'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3rV_5Eji6I/AAAAAAAABno/t_JlF29uN5s/s72-c/IMG_4408(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-396132595796455544</id><published>2007-12-31T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T14:22:42.814-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoots'/><title type='text'>Still Learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3loOpEji1I/AAAAAAAABnA/SwjshMLcWW8/s1600-h/IMG_4465(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150262249627290450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3loOpEji1I/AAAAAAAABnA/SwjshMLcWW8/s320/IMG_4465(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3loO5Eji2I/AAAAAAAABnI/CsNWmtzGdp0/s1600-h/IMG_4501(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150262253922257762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3loO5Eji2I/AAAAAAAABnI/CsNWmtzGdp0/s320/IMG_4501(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3loPZEji3I/AAAAAAAABnQ/rV94rludVY0/s1600-h/IMG_4504(3)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150262262512192370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3loPZEji3I/AAAAAAAABnQ/rV94rludVY0/s320/IMG_4504(3)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it's been said that the best way to learn is through your mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well......HELLO how many mistakes do I have to make before I get it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sister Candace had mentioned that her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in laws&lt;/span&gt; wanted a family shot while everyone was together for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said oh scary....and that was the end of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very last minute, they wanted me to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made TONS of mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all doing a large group is HARD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Top shot was the best I got, even though baby Claire is squirming out of Dylan's lap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So things I learned:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Take tons of shots of each pose so that there is a guaranteed keeper.  Think you have enough?  Take 5 more just to be sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Pay attention to little things....like who is slouching, or where so and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;so's&lt;/span&gt; arm is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Be more decisive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Be more aggressive about location.  We positioned everyone on the grass, I liked the closeness of that pose better and there were more to choose from.  HOWEVER, I totally blew out one sister because she was in the sun and the ones in the back were underexposed.  The middle was perfect.  I should have moved everyone to more even lighting.  Would have had much better results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Quit being so dang hard on myself......I am not a professional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Be thankful for the experience, LEARN from it, move on and do better next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-396132595796455544?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/396132595796455544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=396132595796455544' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/396132595796455544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/396132595796455544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/still-learning.html' title='Still Learning'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3loOpEji1I/AAAAAAAABnA/SwjshMLcWW8/s72-c/IMG_4465(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-4693426526997649183</id><published>2007-12-29T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T10:27:09.384-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Ornament Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3aOpJEjixI/AAAAAAAABmg/7S1T2HSfaL8/s1600-h/IMG_4437(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149460061405547282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3aOpJEjixI/AAAAAAAABmg/7S1T2HSfaL8/s320/IMG_4437(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3aOpZEjiyI/AAAAAAAABmo/1HQfcqfpHCc/s1600-h/IMG_4438(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149460065700514594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3aOpZEjiyI/AAAAAAAABmo/1HQfcqfpHCc/s320/IMG_4438(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3aOpZEjizI/AAAAAAAABmw/jOQ3e6jhumk/s1600-h/IMG_4442(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149460065700514610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3aOpZEjizI/AAAAAAAABmw/jOQ3e6jhumk/s320/IMG_4442(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3aOppEji0I/AAAAAAAABm4/AjMTRztDHCE/s1600-h/IMG_4443(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149460069995481922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3aOppEji0I/AAAAAAAABm4/AjMTRztDHCE/s320/IMG_4443(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Every year Poppa and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grammie&lt;/span&gt; get the kids a special ornament.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The idea is, when they are all grown up, the ornament box will go with them to decorate their own tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Usually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grammie&lt;/span&gt; tries to get something that is specific for that child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It doesn't always work that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes she gets one she thinks is cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year Lauren's was a star....because she was in the school play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle's is basketball because he has discovered that he loves playing this year.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is a neat tradition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids love pulling out the ornaments each year and they really like to find "their ornaments."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And one more soup recipe share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one was a bit more labor intensive....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but well worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is so creamy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom calls it: Alpine Village Soup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 raw chicken breasts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 small onion chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 c chopped celery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 tsp. salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/4 tsp. pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 c chicken broth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 c chopped carrots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 c chopped potato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/2 tsp. sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Put raw chicken and cut up vegetables in a large pot.  Put in just enough water to cover the chicken.  Boil until chicken is done.  Take out the chicken and shred.  Put it back in the pot.  In large saucepan,  make a white sauce.  Melt 3/4 c butter over medium/high heat and whisk in 2/3 c. flour.  Then add 4 c. milk cook for about 4 minutes.  Stir constantly.  Add the white sauce to the regular pot. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-4693426526997649183?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/4693426526997649183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=4693426526997649183' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/4693426526997649183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/4693426526997649183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/ornament-tradition.html' title='Ornament Tradition'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3aOpJEjixI/AAAAAAAABmg/7S1T2HSfaL8/s72-c/IMG_4437(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-8328611270282993438</id><published>2007-12-27T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T08:50:46.450-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3PHNJEjirI/AAAAAAAABlw/nNZsJ-btse0/s1600-h/IMG_4391(3)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148677827601861298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3PHNJEjirI/AAAAAAAABlw/nNZsJ-btse0/s400/IMG_4391(3)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He decided he didn't want to be left out....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I'm so glad he did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a great Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll expound later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also got a bad case of the flu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aches, and pains, fevers, congestion, dizziness, headaches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like I want to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lie down and D I E!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yesterday I was so happy when Steve got home before dinner needed to be made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted this creamy chicken soup that I remembered being so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But all I had was a scribbled down recipe on the back of a candle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;receipt&lt;/span&gt; that I had purchased years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steve wanted the chicken wild rice soup. Which is also so yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I met him at his truck and in a scratchy, gruff voice asked him to please go to the store to get the missing ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since he was so willing to go, I let him have his choice and it hit the spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This recipe was given to me by my sister, Candace in 2002.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How would I know the year you ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I have this great way of organizing my recipes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She emailed it to me and I keep everything on its original paper: scribbled on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;receipt&lt;/span&gt;, grocery list, printed off the computer on an 81/2x11 piece of paper, and then I just throw it up on the top shelf of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cabinet&lt;/span&gt;. I am a MESS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On to the recipe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 1/3 c. water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 pkg. long grain &amp;amp; wild rice mix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 envelope dried chicken noodle soup mix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 celery rib, chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 carrot, chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/3 c. onion, chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 cans condensed cream of chicken soup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 cup cooked chicken, cubed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In large saucepan, combine water, rice with contents of seasoning packet and soup mix. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat, cover &amp;amp; simmer for 10 min. Stir in celery, carrot &amp;amp; onion. Cover and simmer for 10 min. Stir in chicken, soup and chicken. Cook 8 minutes longer or until rice &amp;amp; vegetables are tender. Yield: 5 servings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-8328611270282993438?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/8328611270282993438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=8328611270282993438' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8328611270282993438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8328611270282993438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/he-decided-he-didnt-want-to-be-left-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R3PHNJEjirI/AAAAAAAABlw/nNZsJ-btse0/s72-c/IMG_4391(3)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3722940456548093889</id><published>2007-12-21T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T14:43:00.369-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Santa Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2xBJJEjiqI/AAAAAAAABlo/8xA8bH-6cw0/s1600-h/santaweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146560099487287970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2xBJJEjiqI/AAAAAAAABlo/8xA8bH-6cw0/s400/santaweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Santa babies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;minus Kade who did not want to cooperate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3722940456548093889?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3722940456548093889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3722940456548093889' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3722940456548093889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3722940456548093889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/santa-baby.html' title='Santa Baby'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2xBJJEjiqI/AAAAAAAABlo/8xA8bH-6cw0/s72-c/santaweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-1014999038436744989</id><published>2007-12-21T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T11:30:17.598-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Fighting for Computer Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So now my three year old has discovered the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Between Club Penguin with the older two and playhouse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disney&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;, I have been last on the list for the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have things I want to share.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but that will have to wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found these cute Christmas trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://morganmoore.typepad.com/one_more_moore/2007/12/glittery-tree-1.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://candicestringham.typepad.com/aperture_14_focused_blur/2007/12/christmas-proje.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wouldn't those make great Super Saturday projects?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm filing that away if I get asked to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-1014999038436744989?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/1014999038436744989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=1014999038436744989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1014999038436744989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1014999038436744989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/fighting-for-computer-time.html' title='Fighting for Computer Time'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-6592906258698845746</id><published>2007-12-19T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:50:26.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self portrait'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2odmJEjipI/AAAAAAAABlg/cQ-RLouoPj4/s1600-h/IMG_4332(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145958065331473042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2odmJEjipI/AAAAAAAABlg/cQ-RLouoPj4/s400/IMG_4332(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quick self portrait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realized that I hadn't picked up the camera in a few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went around snapping a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Realizing that I NEED to buy an external flash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because I had to bump up my ISO thus the graininess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It turned out nonetheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really need to try to do more of these in the coming year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I am documented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sure the kids would like to see what I looked like through the years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-6592906258698845746?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/6592906258698845746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=6592906258698845746' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6592906258698845746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6592906258698845746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/quick-self-portrait.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2odmJEjipI/AAAAAAAABlg/cQ-RLouoPj4/s72-c/IMG_4332(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-8048303757123514902</id><published>2007-12-19T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:55:45.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Made a List....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2ocGZEjinI/AAAAAAAABlQ/UfZExk2NLxg/s1600-h/IMG_4304(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145956420358998642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2ocGZEjinI/AAAAAAAABlQ/UfZExk2NLxg/s400/IMG_4304(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I checked it twice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I am D O N E at the store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yipee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That feels great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now to find time to wrap all the stuff I got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only my children would go to sleep before 11pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ended up only going out two times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which is wonderful for me who hates to shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some guy at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; says&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow! You are doing some serious Christmas shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uh yeah, that's what four kids and a big long list of family gift exchanges will do to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then I still second guessed myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had to make sure I had enough for each child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh the joys of giving and being fair and hoping everyone has&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a very happy Christmas morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow it always works out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-8048303757123514902?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/8048303757123514902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=8048303757123514902' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8048303757123514902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8048303757123514902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-made-list.html' title='I Made a List....'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2ocGZEjinI/AAAAAAAABlQ/UfZExk2NLxg/s72-c/IMG_4304(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-8335772262496480693</id><published>2007-12-17T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T13:45:12.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>More Advent Calendar Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2bq8ZEjilI/AAAAAAAABlA/O4qna9QxQz8/s1600-h/IMG_4278(3)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145057947560413778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2bq8ZEjilI/AAAAAAAABlA/O4qna9QxQz8/s320/IMG_4278(3)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2bq75EjikI/AAAAAAAABk4/pmnJmB_SSBo/s1600-h/IMG_4279(3)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145057938970479170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2bq75EjikI/AAAAAAAABk4/pmnJmB_SSBo/s320/IMG_4279(3)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally finished all of the pieces for our advent calendar.  Kyle has been the one this year keeping track.  He has placed all of the pieces on each morning.  Sometimes he gets really anxious and does it the night before.  So now that I have everything almost done, he won't have to wait for me to catch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that next year I will want to add another calendar by doing something along these lines: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/13380157@N06/2084322012/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lola-and-ava/2087976758/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/joleensartisticendeavors/72717461/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot knit, but I thought sewing some small stockings or even getting various baby sized socks could be cute going up the stairs.  Then I could put a small piece of candy along, scripture/song and a paper with an activity to do each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-8335772262496480693?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/8335772262496480693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=8335772262496480693' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8335772262496480693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8335772262496480693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-advent-calendar-talk.html' title='More Advent Calendar Talk'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2bq8ZEjilI/AAAAAAAABlA/O4qna9QxQz8/s72-c/IMG_4278(3)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-153219778111001577</id><published>2007-12-13T15:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:28:49.311-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Hot Chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2HDZMMCB0I/AAAAAAAABko/XeAjV_xiOAg/s1600-h/IMG_4272(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143607086969653058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2HDZMMCB0I/AAAAAAAABko/XeAjV_xiOAg/s320/IMG_4272(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2HDZsMCB1I/AAAAAAAABkw/ifzJWj7Xo0E/s1600-h/IMG_4273(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143607095559587666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2HDZsMCB1I/AAAAAAAABkw/ifzJWj7Xo0E/s320/IMG_4273(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year's neighbor/friend gifts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hot chocolate mix with chocolate and candy cane covered spoons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really am not a big hot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I prefer cold drinks for some reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always make my hot chocolate with 1/2 hot and 1/2 cold water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate to wait for it to be the right temperature....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, I found this recipe and it is yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It makes a ton (45 servings, I believe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is how the original recipe read:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10 cups dry milk powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 3/4c. powdered sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 3/4c. cocoa powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 3/4 c. non dairy creamer (french vanilla)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some commented on ways to enhance the recipe, I followed their advice:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;instead of the measurements above use&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 bag of powdered sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 tin of cocoa powder and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;increase creamer to 2 1/4c.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently the original recipe did not have enough sweetness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Add 1/3 of mixture to 1 cup hot water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For some reason, the list gets longer each year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I have been doing these in cycles.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can't wait to get them all out of my kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-153219778111001577?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/153219778111001577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=153219778111001577' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/153219778111001577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/153219778111001577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/hot-chocolate.html' title='Hot Chocolate'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R2HDZMMCB0I/AAAAAAAABko/XeAjV_xiOAg/s72-c/IMG_4272(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-6168632044668820487</id><published>2007-12-11T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T21:40:43.836-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Gumdrops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R19sXMMCBzI/AAAAAAAABkg/equ3xvZ0q3s/s1600-h/IMG_4269(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142948445144876850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R19sXMMCBzI/AAAAAAAABkg/equ3xvZ0q3s/s320/IMG_4269(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Made the gumdrop wreath that Candace shared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish that I had a window to hang it in because it looks really pretty with the light shining through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Found the perfect spot this afternoon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both Kyle and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; are proud of their project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-6168632044668820487?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/6168632044668820487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=6168632044668820487' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6168632044668820487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6168632044668820487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/gumdrops.html' title='Gumdrops'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R19sXMMCBzI/AAAAAAAABkg/equ3xvZ0q3s/s72-c/IMG_4269(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-859171374866396485</id><published>2007-12-10T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T23:37:52.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The NFR is in town....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R14908MCBwI/AAAAAAAABkI/csx4gfD77zY/s1600-h/IMG_4242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142615804222768898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R14908MCBwI/AAAAAAAABkI/csx4gfD77zY/s200/IMG_4242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1491sMCBxI/AAAAAAAABkQ/nKvqrKhHX8Y/s1600-h/IMG_4257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142615817107670802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1491sMCBxI/AAAAAAAABkQ/nKvqrKhHX8Y/s200/IMG_4257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1493sMCByI/AAAAAAAABkY/LjWqLGoCAa8/s1600-h/IMG_4260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142615851467409186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1493sMCByI/AAAAAAAABkY/LjWqLGoCAa8/s200/IMG_4260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R148_8MCBtI/AAAAAAAABjw/CXAMrCQjMyo/s1600-h/IMG_4241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142614893689702098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R148_8MCBtI/AAAAAAAABjw/CXAMrCQjMyo/s200/IMG_4241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R149AcMCBuI/AAAAAAAABj4/_dYvelQR0oY/s1600-h/IMG_4244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142614902279636706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R149AcMCBuI/AAAAAAAABj4/_dYvelQR0oY/s200/IMG_4244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R149CsMCBvI/AAAAAAAABkA/yB4rfdLQzow/s1600-h/IMG_4251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142614940934342386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R149CsMCBvI/AAAAAAAABkA/yB4rfdLQzow/s200/IMG_4251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle went last year to the mutton races down at the cowboy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kason&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had such a blast, he was excited when he invited him again this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kason&lt;/span&gt; was definitely in his element.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kyron&lt;/span&gt; were so cute dressed in their boots, button up shirts, jeans and cowboy hats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kenzi&lt;/span&gt; had her pink boots on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; and Lauren decided against actually riding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys got their belt buckles and Kyle kept talking about next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told him he would probably weigh too much to do it next year....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the weight limit was 60lbs and he weighed in at 62.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They let him go anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says "No Mom....I can do it if I go to the gym!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kyron&lt;/span&gt;, but he held on the longest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was trying to shoot while holding squiggly, dirt eating Brandon&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/15303691-859171374866396485?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/859171374866396485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=859171374866396485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/859171374866396485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/859171374866396485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/nfr-is-in-town.html' title='The NFR is in town....'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R14908MCBwI/AAAAAAAABkI/csx4gfD77zY/s72-c/IMG_4242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3747020358363835461</id><published>2007-12-09T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:16:35.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1zljsMCBrI/AAAAAAAABjg/EK9LAugxB9A/s1600-h/adore.web"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142237275870070450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1zljsMCBrI/AAAAAAAABjg/EK9LAugxB9A/s320/adore.web" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with some defined words collage templates...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;found them &lt;a href="http://www.uniquelyyoudesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The right image is probably not the best shot to go in that slot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was just trying to figure it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think these would make great gifts printed out on some thick matte or foam board to set on some ledge shelves instead of framing them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I might just print some out for me to put on my shelves in the front room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been meaning to change those photos out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love how those two are working the camera in that right shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3747020358363835461?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3747020358363835461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3747020358363835461' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3747020358363835461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3747020358363835461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='Playing'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1zljsMCBrI/AAAAAAAABjg/EK9LAugxB9A/s72-c/adore.web' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-6896139067167015580</id><published>2007-12-08T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T20:10:28.904-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Button Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1to9sMCBpI/AAAAAAAABjQ/hydUWmJkhM0/s1600-h/IMG_4225(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141818808616486546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1to9sMCBpI/AAAAAAAABjQ/hydUWmJkhM0/s320/IMG_4225(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1to98MCBqI/AAAAAAAABjY/rXlWqqsA8yg/s1600-h/IMG_4226(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141818812911453858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1to98MCBqI/AAAAAAAABjY/rXlWqqsA8yg/s320/IMG_4226(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this idea from Ali Edwards blog.....it was originally posted on 2peas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle put "ornaments" on and found a star in my scrap stash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He declared it done. I think that it looks cute amongst our Christmas decorations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lauren started and has yet to finish hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like her color combo though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sure it will be fabulous when it is complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While at the grocery tonight, I picked up materials to make the gumdrop wreath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that &lt;a href="http://candacetodd.blogspot.com/2007/12/gumdrop-wreath.html"&gt;Candace&lt;/a&gt; shared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got one small form at the dollar store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I figured we could all work together......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seeing how the never finish a project gene runs in the family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-6896139067167015580?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/6896139067167015580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=6896139067167015580' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6896139067167015580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6896139067167015580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/button-trees.html' title='Button Trees'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1to9sMCBpI/AAAAAAAABjQ/hydUWmJkhM0/s72-c/IMG_4225(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-2982657098432110188</id><published>2007-12-07T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T14:18:57.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1nF2cMCBnI/AAAAAAAABjA/nuigbCCW8Qw/s1600-h/IMG_4027(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141357988690396786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1nF2cMCBnI/AAAAAAAABjA/nuigbCCW8Qw/s400/IMG_4027(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; (Family Home Evening) this past Monday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I pulled out the gospel art kit and found the picture of the nativity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; to tell me about what was happening and who was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was very excited to have the chance to answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sure did have to hold back the older two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He pointed and said, "This is Jesus."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then pointed to Joseph and said, "this is a pirate"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then to one of the shepherds "this is a naked man."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out of the mouth of babes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After further questioning, he does in fact know that "the pirate" is Joseph and the "naked man" is a shepherd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-2982657098432110188?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/2982657098432110188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=2982657098432110188' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2982657098432110188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2982657098432110188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/pirates.html' title='Pirates'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1nF2cMCBnI/AAAAAAAABjA/nuigbCCW8Qw/s72-c/IMG_4027(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-5954504470036533593</id><published>2007-12-06T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T22:34:19.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes from the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think that I have listened to the first half of Santa Claus 3 at least 20 times yet, I have never seen the movie in its entirety. That would be the movie of choice in the car DVD player.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;This week has flown by.....the kids are busier then when they are in school. I feel like I am driving them all over the place between friends and play practice and appointments. My life is to cater to their social schedules. It will be nice to get back into the swing of things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I sure did do some power shopping. Is that even a phrase? Anyways tackled a serious list and gave it a good effort. That is my kind of shopping. Go to one store, namely Target and get er done! No fussing around going to different locations. I still have a few things but gosh it feels good to have something accomplished.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have misplaced Kyle's shoes. Or rather he has misplaced them. This is not uncommon for Kyle, but I usually find them the next day. He took them out back when he was busily digging or as they call it "mining" in the backyard. I call it making a serious mess. Those kids are worse than the digging-est dog. Do you remember that book? I spelled it wrong I'm sure. I digress. Anyways, cannot find the shoes. Not anywhere. Would be fine, except he needs them for basketball on Saturday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our neighbors down the street have a full on lighted Christmas tree on their front porch. Interesting. That's all I'm gonna say about that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;While at Target, Steve placed a few items in the cart for Christmas presents. A vintage game of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stratego&lt;/span&gt; and Risk. I remember my brothers being big into Risk. He was so excited he busted out BOTH games that same night to play with the kids. We had agreed upon opening 1 game and saving the other for Christmas. He couldn't wait. He is so bad about keeping surprises. So bad indeed that he told the kids that we bought Pirates of the Caribbean 2 &amp;amp; 3. Kyle keeps asking about it and I finally had to tell them that I did not buy it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went with your suggestion of all three pictures for the Christmas card. I attempted my own. It looks really elementary because I hurt my brain and spent a couple of hours trying to figure out HOW to make it all come together. I downloaded the free December kit on 2Peas thinking I could figure it out. I have to hand it to those who scrap digitally. It is overwhelming. I still don't know how to cut paper and get it on there right. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;, it's done.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141112024503289442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1jmJcMCBmI/AAAAAAAABi4/2K5x2VeutFA/s320/card.web" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was feeling pressure since Jen Rose has already mailed out her CUTE card!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lauren is making some little coin purses for her friends along with the clear glass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;magnets&lt;/span&gt; to go inside.  I am not a seamstress like my sisters Candace and Kimberly.  It took some time to figure out but Lauren was patient and she did most of the sewing.  Nice first project for her.  She thinks she wants a sewing machine.  I think she can use mine....it doesn't get much use.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We did get some fabric for new drapes over the slider.  I bought a whole bunch of yardage without even bringing home a swatch.  Brave I was.  Then I kept thinking the whole way home, "What if it doesn't work?"  It is perfect.  So glad I got it and can't wait to tackle it after Christmas.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of sewing projects, got some fabric to finally make Kyle's quilt.  We finished Lauren's last winter and never got around to Kyle's.  He wants to help sew it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Borrowed the second book in the Twilight series.  Haven't had much time to read though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lauren cornered me this week about the validity of Santa Claus.  She was armed with arguments against the Jolly fellow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;How does he get inside houses with no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chimneys&lt;/span&gt; and alarms like ours?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How can he deliver presents to everyone in the entire world in one night?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Especially since magic is NOT REAL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plus last year I saw my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;idog&lt;/span&gt; in the garage and on Christmas morning the tag said from: Santa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So tell me Mom, as she crosses her arms.....the truth.  You really want to know?  Yes......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and then I asked if she was upset.  No she says.  I told her never to breathe a word of this to anyone.  Not even if they ask.  People should really find out on their own I say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then she says.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Someone should really tell people about this especially Moms and Dads before they become Moms and Dads because they might go to bed on Christmas Eve and think everything will be taken care of in the morning.  Their kids will be sad!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My friend Hannah is going to be like that.  Someone will need to tell her when she gets to be an adult. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-5954504470036533593?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/5954504470036533593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=5954504470036533593' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5954504470036533593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5954504470036533593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/notes-from-week.html' title='Notes from the Week'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1jmJcMCBmI/AAAAAAAABi4/2K5x2VeutFA/s72-c/card.web' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-870547512599535865</id><published>2007-12-06T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T15:14:37.388-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoots'/><title type='text'>Redd Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1iBVMMCBiI/AAAAAAAABiY/rrCDkcoFsBs/s1600-h/IMG_4128(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141001175692346914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1iBVMMCBiI/AAAAAAAABiY/rrCDkcoFsBs/s320/IMG_4128(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1iBVcMCBjI/AAAAAAAABig/upXbzkBmSGA/s1600-h/IMG_4162(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141001179987314226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1iBVcMCBjI/AAAAAAAABig/upXbzkBmSGA/s320/IMG_4162(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1iBVsMCBkI/AAAAAAAABio/oMHTXk6PN-U/s1600-h/IMG_4174(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141001184282281538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1iBVsMCBkI/AAAAAAAABio/oMHTXk6PN-U/s320/IMG_4174(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I redeemed myself with this shoot.....there were tons to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;Really cute and spunky kids that makes for easy posing.&lt;br /&gt;I tried another backlit one just for practice.  I did wash out Jon's face, but I still like it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post a couple more when I get them edited because Mollie was such a poser and Charlie was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't hold still, which made for some really fun images.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-870547512599535865?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/870547512599535865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=870547512599535865' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/870547512599535865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/870547512599535865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/redd-family.html' title='Redd Family'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1iBVMMCBiI/AAAAAAAABiY/rrCDkcoFsBs/s72-c/IMG_4128(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3225463264377069199</id><published>2007-12-05T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T14:22:47.187-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoots'/><title type='text'>Attempted Red Rock Christmas Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1cgFsMCBfI/AAAAAAAABiA/bJ71jAz1sf8/s1600-h/IMG_4010web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140612781799769586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1cgFsMCBfI/AAAAAAAABiA/bJ71jAz1sf8/s320/IMG_4010web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1cfTsMCBeI/AAAAAAAABh4/7EkYvAI-fN0/s1600-h/IMG_4006web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140611922806310370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1cfTsMCBeI/AAAAAAAABh4/7EkYvAI-fN0/s320/IMG_4006web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1cgGMMCBgI/AAAAAAAABiI/5Mdv4QwcAZA/s1600-h/IMG_4013web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140612790389704194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1cgGMMCBgI/AAAAAAAABiI/5Mdv4QwcAZA/s320/IMG_4013web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is what I have to work with.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Somehow I don't think Brandon screaming is a good way to send Christmas greetings.&lt;/p&gt;I am giving one last effort tomorrow morning and then it will be individual shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1cfSMMCBbI/AAAAAAAABhg/xxnAL5i1tyo/s1600-h/IMG_3988web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140611897036506546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1cfSMMCBbI/AAAAAAAABhg/xxnAL5i1tyo/s320/IMG_3988web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1cfS8MCBcI/AAAAAAAABho/VOwtAGEPHdU/s1600-h/IMG_4030web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140611909921408450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1cfS8MCBcI/AAAAAAAABho/VOwtAGEPHdU/s320/IMG_4030web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140616831953929746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1cjxcMCBhI/AAAAAAAABiQ/QmbUyrzhalM/s320/IMG_4030(4)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Woolf's on the other had got quite a few keepers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which I am glad about.&lt;/div&gt;We ventured out to Calico Basin....not what I expected, but it ended up being fun for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was difficult with all of our little kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was my favorite of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kooper&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1cfTMMCBdI/AAAAAAAABhw/--iIX3c66v4/s1600-h/IMG_4064web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140611914216375762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1cfTMMCBdI/AAAAAAAABhw/--iIX3c66v4/s320/IMG_4064web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**On that last one of the Woolfs I sponged the color into the rocks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3225463264377069199?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3225463264377069199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3225463264377069199' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3225463264377069199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3225463264377069199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/attempted-red-rock-christmas-pictures.html' title='Attempted Red Rock Christmas Pictures'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1cgFsMCBfI/AAAAAAAABiA/bJ71jAz1sf8/s72-c/IMG_4010web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-2058349947528722234</id><published>2007-12-03T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T10:38:00.450-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoots'/><title type='text'>Family #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1RD5cMCBZI/AAAAAAAABhQ/eW4yqD-nDm4/s1600-R/_MG_3888(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139807728834839954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1RD5cMCBZI/AAAAAAAABhQ/FbJb_sDKL5Q/s320/_MG_3888(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to get shots of Carol's family for Christmas pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so bummed that they have lens flare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I left my lens hood at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was kicking myself about some of the little things that I missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wishing that I had positioned them better, looked to see how the big kids were standing, making sure that their hands were out of their face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was focused on my settings and getting Jack before he was done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have so much to learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thankfully there was one they could use and we will redo in the Spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1RMGsMCBaI/AAAAAAAABhY/Ubg31dOsdnE/s1600-R/IMG_3937web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139816752561128866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1RMGsMCBaI/AAAAAAAABhY/SbxBnZEY7Bk/s320/IMG_3937web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carol I hope you don't mind that I posted these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-2058349947528722234?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/2058349947528722234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=2058349947528722234' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2058349947528722234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2058349947528722234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/family-2.html' title='Family #2'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1RD5cMCBZI/AAAAAAAABhQ/FbJb_sDKL5Q/s72-c/_MG_3888(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-5378633771810026143</id><published>2007-12-01T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T17:37:29.125-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1ILG8MCBYI/AAAAAAAABhI/xGD6E4S_u6A/s1600-R/IMG_3763web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139182338646869378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1ILG8MCBYI/AAAAAAAABhI/jDI6hhD2WOQ/s320/IMG_3763web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the lights of the Christmas tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It makes the house seem warm and cozy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went to Kyle's basketball game which was very entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a short nap.  That was heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I listened to Steve and the big kids playing a game of Monopoly.  Steve and Kyle teamed up against Lauren, but she still won.  Apparently she is a lucky girl.  Those two have not been able to beat her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking about getting serious with my lists.  Tonight I will actually make one.  And this week I will focus on getting some things crossed off.  It is December 1st after all.  For some reason, I am not panicked about my disorganized state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-5378633771810026143?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/5378633771810026143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=5378633771810026143' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5378633771810026143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5378633771810026143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-lights-of-christmas-tree.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1ILG8MCBYI/AAAAAAAABhI/jDI6hhD2WOQ/s72-c/IMG_3763web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-6772966350351513579</id><published>2007-11-30T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T14:08:06.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Raining</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1CGQMMCBVI/AAAAAAAABgw/1ToZyiMvYkA/s1600-R/IMG_3859web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138754787537454418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1CGQMMCBVI/AAAAAAAABgw/5M9ErqX85-k/s320/IMG_3859web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1CGQ8MCBWI/AAAAAAAABg4/taSb_9aA64o/s1600-R/IMG_3869web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138754800422356322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1CGQ8MCBWI/AAAAAAAABg4/xUTK6vSTdA8/s320/IMG_3869web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I should attempt to take a photo of all four kids for Christmas cards before the rain started....this is how it went down:  I didn't care what they were wearing, but Lauren was insisting on her puffy jacket.  I am just happy she likes it.  She has issues with the puffiness.  In year's past, she would not wear puffy jackets because she thought it made her look fat!  Crazy girl.  Anyways, Brandon wanted no part of this.  Which makes me think I'm not getting a shot of all four so I better have a new idea.  When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; was his age, we had to do individual shots and put them all together.  I think that will be the plan again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids get so excited when it rains.  I remember being happy when it rained as a kid too.  It was always fun to play outside.  Remember when it would flood every now and then on the state streets, especially on the big dip on Arden?  People would get in their bathing suits and tube down those streets.  I always wished we could do that.  Mom always said NO!  I can totally see her point now....How WT is that, really though?  Anyways, my  kids are digging in the wood chips.  They say they are mining.  I have not actually been all the way out there to see the damage, but they are filthy, and it's been an hour or so, all three of them.....I can only imagine.  Oh well, it's good fun.  The kind we used to have when we were kids.  Playing for hours outside.  It just doesn't happen like that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1CGRcMCBXI/AAAAAAAABhA/g6LwLEiwP9E/s1600-R/IMG_3823web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138754809012290930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1CGRcMCBXI/AAAAAAAABhA/4wiv89lbcRI/s320/IMG_3823web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Finally, I forgot to post this the other day.  The kids enjoyed having Lauren home during playgroup.  When Lauren noticed Mollie's shirt, she had to change into hers so they could be twins.  They thought it was cool.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-6772966350351513579?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/6772966350351513579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=6772966350351513579' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6772966350351513579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6772966350351513579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-raining.html' title='It&apos;s Raining'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R1CGQMMCBVI/AAAAAAAABgw/5M9ErqX85-k/s72-c/IMG_3859web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-5090613483383330160</id><published>2007-11-29T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T13:57:59.560-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Cranberry and Popcorn Strings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R081DRYJPjI/AAAAAAAABgo/3eKwJq5vxDY/s1600-h/IMG_3836web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138384030173576754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R081DRYJPjI/AAAAAAAABgo/3eKwJq5vxDY/s400/IMG_3836web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what we did late in the afternoon....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we did not technically finish one strand yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They got too tired, and it was hard keeping Brandon away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I heard Kyle say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm trying really hard not to eat the popcorn, as he popped some into his mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ended up with more popcorn in the bellies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and covering the entire table and floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;than actually made it on the strings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lesson learned: do these sorts of projects after Brandon goes to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-5090613483383330160?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/5090613483383330160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=5090613483383330160' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5090613483383330160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5090613483383330160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/cranberry-and-popcorn-strings.html' title='Cranberry and Popcorn Strings'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R081DRYJPjI/AAAAAAAABgo/3eKwJq5vxDY/s72-c/IMG_3836web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-2541735468974223378</id><published>2007-11-27T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T18:30:32.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Their Faces Say It All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0zPdxYJPaI/AAAAAAAABfg/0-Ce9maHW3Y/s1600-h/IMG_3716web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137709385300655522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0zPdxYJPaI/AAAAAAAABfg/0-Ce9maHW3Y/s320/IMG_3716web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0zPeRYJPbI/AAAAAAAABfo/5gbAXVTuH4Y/s1600-h/IMG_3720web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137709393890590130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0zPeRYJPbI/AAAAAAAABfo/5gbAXVTuH4Y/s320/IMG_3720web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0zPehYJPcI/AAAAAAAABfw/GL5XyoMbxhw/s1600-h/IMG_3718web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137709398185557442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0zPehYJPcI/AAAAAAAABfw/GL5XyoMbxhw/s320/IMG_3718web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0zPexYJPdI/AAAAAAAABf4/4cbG16NGwQY/s1600-h/IMG_3719web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137709402480524754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0zPexYJPdI/AAAAAAAABf4/4cbG16NGwQY/s320/IMG_3719web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0zPfhYJPeI/AAAAAAAABgA/wRAIt03hbq0/s1600-h/IMG_3725web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137709415365426658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0zPfhYJPeI/AAAAAAAABgA/wRAIt03hbq0/s320/IMG_3725web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0zReRYJPfI/AAAAAAAABgI/1elfrrpx3UA/s1600-h/IMG_3748web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137711592913845746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0zReRYJPfI/AAAAAAAABgI/1elfrrpx3UA/s320/IMG_3748web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pretty much sums up how our track break is going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They think they are deprived children because they each can't have a friend 24/7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their attitudes quickly changed when their invites for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;play dates&lt;/span&gt; returned their calls this afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-2541735468974223378?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/2541735468974223378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=2541735468974223378' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2541735468974223378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2541735468974223378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/their-faces-say-it-all.html' title='Their Faces Say It All'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0zPdxYJPaI/AAAAAAAABfg/0-Ce9maHW3Y/s72-c/IMG_3716web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3126971386475793089</id><published>2007-11-26T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:56:28.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lashes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0tAzRYJPZI/AAAAAAAABfY/F85_W_q7jV4/s1600-h/IMG_3710bw.web"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137271049528360338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0tAzRYJPZI/AAAAAAAABfY/F85_W_q7jV4/s320/IMG_3710bw.web" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love his long lashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of our kids were blessed with long lashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3126971386475793089?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3126971386475793089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3126971386475793089' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3126971386475793089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3126971386475793089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/lashes.html' title='Lashes'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0tAzRYJPZI/AAAAAAAABfY/F85_W_q7jV4/s72-c/IMG_3710bw.web' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-5006944310433273570</id><published>2007-11-26T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:54:11.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo shoots'/><title type='text'>First Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0s9ehYJPVI/AAAAAAAABe4/jo3wdBpw9hw/s1600-h/IMG_3647web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137267394511191378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0s9ehYJPVI/AAAAAAAABe4/jo3wdBpw9hw/s320/IMG_3647web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0s9fBYJPWI/AAAAAAAABfA/1okD7P40ilQ/s1600-h/3655web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137267403101125986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0s9fBYJPWI/AAAAAAAABfA/1okD7P40ilQ/s320/3655web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0s_HBYJPYI/AAAAAAAABfQ/hDNFQQC2HQk/s1600-h/IMG_3676web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137269189807521154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0s_HBYJPYI/AAAAAAAABfQ/hDNFQQC2HQk/s320/IMG_3676web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I've ever shot all together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brough's needed a family picture for their Christmas cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a quick little session just inside their garage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stephanie helped make it painless (for me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;verified my settings, helped with posing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think we got a few keepers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a few random ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't want to post any that she may use for her cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-5006944310433273570?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/5006944310433273570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=5006944310433273570' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5006944310433273570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5006944310433273570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-family.html' title='First Family'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0s9ehYJPVI/AAAAAAAABe4/jo3wdBpw9hw/s72-c/IMG_3647web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-7564281515356697611</id><published>2007-11-22T22:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:07:48.949-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0Ztsv45LCI/AAAAAAAABew/8MGp5ok4ZO0/s1600-h/21ipFnvUoUL__AA115_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135913040599395362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0Ztsv45LCI/AAAAAAAABew/8MGp5ok4ZO0/s320/21ipFnvUoUL__AA115_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I forgot to mention,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I.love.this.book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am totally addicted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;read the last half in the past three days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Need to get my hands on the next book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Linde&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sunee&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I may not be able to wait until you guys get home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need some closure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-7564281515356697611?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/7564281515356697611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=7564281515356697611' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7564281515356697611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7564281515356697611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/books.html' title='Books'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0Ztsv45LCI/AAAAAAAABew/8MGp5ok4ZO0/s72-c/21ipFnvUoUL__AA115_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-7547001511637170133</id><published>2007-11-22T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:49:07.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0Zn5_45LBI/AAAAAAAABeo/aU9IEJvLGVo/s1600-h/IMG_3560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135906671162895378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0Zn5_45LBI/AAAAAAAABeo/aU9IEJvLGVo/s320/IMG_3560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I bought this little sign at Jen's craft show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like it so much it is staying up all year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A good reminder I think, to be grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a lovely dinner at Dad and Mom's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the kids played basketball, hunted for tiny snails, caught crickets, gave rides on the skateboards until they were filthy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brandon did not take one nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALL DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls looked at sale papers and marked their lists&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for going out to the stores tomorrow at crazy hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Amber and Jessica)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Amber even went today on THANKSGIVING morning to Kmart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What the....? ] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be sleeping thank you very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Insanity I tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would rather be behind in my shopping,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then spend it with a bunch of crazy, fanatical shoppers before the crack of dawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you believe I forgot my camera battery?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hence no pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dealt with it though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life goes on and we all had a wonderful time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures or no pictures.&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/15303691-7547001511637170133?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/7547001511637170133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=7547001511637170133' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7547001511637170133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7547001511637170133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving-day.html' title='Thanksgiving Day'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0Zn5_45LBI/AAAAAAAABeo/aU9IEJvLGVo/s72-c/IMG_3560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-527916155128616078</id><published>2007-11-22T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:35:30.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pie Making</title><content type='html'>The kids had a blast making their own pumpkin pies this year. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt;...the idea of small versions of the real thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again Mom IS a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They loved having their own creation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It went faster, and there was less contention!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;**These are horrible pictures technically. But it is making my head hurt trying to fix them. I think I may even be making them worse....I really need to learn how to use a flash!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0ZiQv45K4I/AAAAAAAABdg/4S5MRE2YjgQ/s1600-h/IMG_3567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135900464935152514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0ZiQv45K4I/AAAAAAAABdg/4S5MRE2YjgQ/s320/IMG_3567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0Zlhv45K-I/AAAAAAAABeQ/szb1LQT4aJ0/s1600-h/IMG_3589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135904055527812066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0Zlhv45K-I/AAAAAAAABeQ/szb1LQT4aJ0/s320/IMG_3589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0ZiRv45K5I/AAAAAAAABdo/0T4laOq1ltg/s1600-h/IMG_3576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135900482115021714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0ZiRv45K5I/AAAAAAAABdo/0T4laOq1ltg/s320/IMG_3576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0ZiSP45K6I/AAAAAAAABdw/voKT7K2HAnQ/s1600-h/IMG_3581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135900490704956322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0ZiSP45K6I/AAAAAAAABdw/voKT7K2HAnQ/s320/IMG_3581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0ZjNf45K9I/AAAAAAAABeI/cWdApBZYnTE/s1600-h/IMG_3571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135901508612205522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0ZjNf45K9I/AAAAAAAABeI/cWdApBZYnTE/s320/IMG_3571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0ZliP45K_I/AAAAAAAABeY/n7XQcCYNe-Q/s1600-h/IMG_3566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135904064117746674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0ZliP45K_I/AAAAAAAABeY/n7XQcCYNe-Q/s320/IMG_3566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0Zliv45LAI/AAAAAAAABeg/mnBVDTXto6c/s1600-h/IMG_3599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135904072707681282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0Zliv45LAI/AAAAAAAABeg/mnBVDTXto6c/s320/IMG_3599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having 8 kids has made Dad and Mom exceptional people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are both so patient with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad came home from work last night to a houseful of kids....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all busily working, and waiting, and eating, and needing things....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;orchestrating&lt;/span&gt; the whole process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never missing a beat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making things run smoothly while everyone was enjoying themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad grabbed a kid, went around talking to the rest&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the babies....he didn't even mind that we all ate his soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke summed it up....Mom and Dad are good at finding little moments of one on one with the kids. Even though there is so much always going on, they know each one and make them feel special.  Kinda like what they did when we were kids.  Such good parents and grandparents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am grateful for them!&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/15303691-527916155128616078?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/527916155128616078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=527916155128616078' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/527916155128616078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/527916155128616078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/pie-making.html' title='Pie Making'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0ZiQv45K4I/AAAAAAAABdg/4S5MRE2YjgQ/s72-c/IMG_3567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-4719784841337444632</id><published>2007-11-20T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T11:39:46.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0M3Sf45K1I/AAAAAAAABdI/HL0kZcyiVbQ/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135008791069797202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0M3Sf45K1I/AAAAAAAABdI/HL0kZcyiVbQ/s320/wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what we were doing.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny now, times and styles have changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I looked through my album today and laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were so young!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those of you who never knew me with long hair...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was younger I never imagined myself having short hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I can't imagine going back to long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-4719784841337444632?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/4719784841337444632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=4719784841337444632' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/4719784841337444632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/4719784841337444632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/14-years.html' title='14 Years'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0M3Sf45K1I/AAAAAAAABdI/HL0kZcyiVbQ/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-6935694022584197174</id><published>2007-11-18T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T08:32:27.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love'/><title type='text'>I Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0BkLf45KzI/AAAAAAAABc4/6cP_AozHu6E/s1600-h/IMG_3493Rcolorweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134213723903830834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0BkLf45KzI/AAAAAAAABc4/6cP_AozHu6E/s320/IMG_3493Rcolorweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0BkL_45K0I/AAAAAAAABdA/MRyAqQnL260/s1600-h/IMG_3469color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134213732493765442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0BkL_45K0I/AAAAAAAABdA/MRyAqQnL260/s320/IMG_3469color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* These boys think that all I have to do is swing them. We are out there several times a day....swinging!  They love it.  Frankly, all of the kids love to swing.  It's a nice time for us to all be together talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* That my car got a serious washing.  I don't know why I put that off.  I drive around in filth.  I must say, that a clean car, inside and out puts a whole new perspective on the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* That I got a few problem areas in the house tackled this week.  Looks and feels better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* That Thanksgiving is just a few days away.  The kids will get together with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grammie&lt;/span&gt; to make the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; pies.  And my favorite....apple.  No other apple pie will do.  There is no comparison.  It is simply delicious! I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* That I got a new camera.  Steve gave in.  I love it, it is just taking some getting used to.&lt;br /&gt;I love that Steve supports me in my interests.  He never says no can't do that, it's silly, or too much money.  Here's the deal.... when we were engaged, Steve met me at the ring store.  He got there before me and a conversation with the jeweler.  When I got there he said, you can have your choice of these three .  I was thinking....what the heck? I don't want one of these....I want this one or that one.  But I chose, and it wasn't my first choice.  We didn't go into debt to get it, which I was glad for later.  He promised to someday replace it with something I loved.  Well, time goes on and kids are added, and we have more money obligations.  A new ring seems kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frivolous&lt;/span&gt;.  I am getting to the point really.  I guess I am not much of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jewelry&lt;/span&gt; girl....because I would rather have a new camera body, or lens or something than a new wedding ring any day.  Is that crazy?  So he let me have a new camera.....that tells me that he loves me more than any piece of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jewelry&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* This week we celebrate 14 years of marriage.  Happy to be to this point.  Happy for the things that we have experienced together.  Mostly the good and sometimes the bad that makes us the people that we are today.  Happy for the family that we have.  I LOVE those kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised Carol a picture of our wedding day would be coming...if I could get our scanner to cooperate.  Be on the lookout this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-6935694022584197174?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/6935694022584197174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=6935694022584197174' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6935694022584197174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6935694022584197174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love.html' title='I Love'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/R0BkLf45KzI/AAAAAAAABc4/6cP_AozHu6E/s72-c/IMG_3493Rcolorweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-7086727552664151958</id><published>2007-11-14T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T12:21:01.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133163870687931138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RzypV_45KwI/AAAAAAAABcg/qMHCFhb7V9w/s320/IMG_3440color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rzypyv45KxI/AAAAAAAABco/5oo1YUkVcLo/s1600-h/IMG_3456bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133164364609170194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rzypyv45KxI/AAAAAAAABco/5oo1YUkVcLo/s320/IMG_3456bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had forgotten how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mischievous&lt;/span&gt; three year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I totally agree that three is way worse than the "terrible twos"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then it makes it all worthwhile when they turn four.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Four is a sweet age!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't let his handsome little face fool you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he is into everything with a big time attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-7086727552664151958?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/7086727552664151958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=7086727552664151958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7086727552664151958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7086727552664151958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/three.html' title='Three'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RzypV_45KwI/AAAAAAAABcg/qMHCFhb7V9w/s72-c/IMG_3440color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3801312999657317214</id><published>2007-11-14T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T14:08:03.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda Overwhelmed</title><content type='html'>these days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;by the extra STUFF that weighs me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been thinking about decluttering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started today by cleaning out the pantry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello...what a difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I have these problem areas all over my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is starting to bug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's crazy to me how my mood can be directly related to my surroundings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rztw-gr3bCI/AAAAAAAABcI/nzpWDrsY4yI/s1600-h/IMG_3410colorweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132820419546934306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rztw-gr3bCI/AAAAAAAABcI/nzpWDrsY4yI/s320/IMG_3410colorweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RztxBQr3bDI/AAAAAAAABcQ/TkSZ-ngOMUY/s1600-h/IMG_3422colorweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132820466791574578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RztxBQr3bDI/AAAAAAAABcQ/TkSZ-ngOMUY/s320/IMG_3422colorweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping to get things under control before the big kids are out on track break...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for what is it 7 weeks???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think organized crafts are in the plan.  I'll be on the lookout and I'll post my finds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3801312999657317214?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3801312999657317214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3801312999657317214' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3801312999657317214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3801312999657317214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/kinda-overwhelmed.html' title='Kinda Overwhelmed'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rztw-gr3bCI/AAAAAAAABcI/nzpWDrsY4yI/s72-c/IMG_3410colorweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-592688266152405350</id><published>2007-11-14T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T13:59:11.822-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Full Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rzttwwr3bBI/AAAAAAAABcA/NCVdceig3pU/s1600-h/IMG_3394_1colorweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132816884788849682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rzttwwr3bBI/AAAAAAAABcA/NCVdceig3pU/s320/IMG_3394_1colorweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of the advent calendar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I promised a full picture for those of you waiting....here it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minus a little silver ribbon that fell off.&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/15303691-592688266152405350?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/592688266152405350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=592688266152405350' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/592688266152405350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/592688266152405350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/full-picture.html' title='Full Picture'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rzttwwr3bBI/AAAAAAAABcA/NCVdceig3pU/s72-c/IMG_3394_1colorweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-4188933815228493265</id><published>2007-11-10T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:52:42.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Advent Calendars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Found a couple of cute variations of advent calendars....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess that's been on the brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had Super Saturday today and I'm glad it is over.&lt;br /&gt;Calendars turned out cute. Everyone was happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So check &lt;a href="http://aliedwards.typepad.com/_a_/2007/11/christmas-proje.html"&gt;this idea &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://aliedwards.typepad.com/_a_/2007/11/and-they-are-up.html"&gt;here it is displayed&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then we saw this picture in the pottery barn catalog&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131422799625319170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RzZ52UwB8wI/AAAAAAAABbg/hzXLoTGLvvw/s400/img23m.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.afmwords.blogspot.com/2007/11/advent-calender.html"&gt;She designed a cute calendar based on this idea.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Did you see this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131423714453353250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RzZ6rkwB8yI/AAAAAAAABbw/6vrtMoFTrvY/s400/img8m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So cute. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131424470367597362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RzZ7XkwB8zI/AAAAAAAABb4/SxKcZgc1Sc4/s320/IMG_3366color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And Mr. Kyle lost his other front tooth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-4188933815228493265?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/4188933815228493265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=4188933815228493265' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/4188933815228493265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/4188933815228493265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/advent-calendars.html' title='Advent Calendars'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RzZ52UwB8wI/AAAAAAAABbg/hzXLoTGLvvw/s72-c/img23m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-60502966234003001</id><published>2007-11-08T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T23:18:36.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sassy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RzQJkEwB8vI/AAAAAAAABbY/ej22OlLZUDs/s1600-h/IMG_3270colorweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130736390836974322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RzQJkEwB8vI/AAAAAAAABbY/ej22OlLZUDs/s400/IMG_3270colorweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've got a lot of attitude around here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When Steve got home tonight, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had enough of all of it.&lt;br /&gt;Lauren was having "that tone"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steve was "discussing" something with her regarding her homework that she was still working on. She was dramatic and a bit defensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She blurted out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Are you stupid?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to her Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I go into how that is so disrespectful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then she says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I meant are you SPECIAL?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldn't help it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I busted up laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This girl is something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good thing we LOVE her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-60502966234003001?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/60502966234003001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=60502966234003001' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/60502966234003001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/60502966234003001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/sassy.html' title='Sassy'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RzQJkEwB8vI/AAAAAAAABbY/ej22OlLZUDs/s72-c/IMG_3270colorweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-560203024868387754</id><published>2007-11-08T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T21:32:22.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RzPrA0wB8tI/AAAAAAAABbI/lb2iRx9aoHE/s1600-h/IMG_3336web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130702799897752274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RzPrA0wB8tI/AAAAAAAABbI/lb2iRx9aoHE/s400/IMG_3336web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We always used to ask Mom why she gave into the crazy requests of the "little kids" She would remake sandwiches if she happened to cut it in a triangle instead of 4 little squares. Whoever it was (Kimberly) would be FREAKING out&lt;br /&gt;and we would always ask WHY?&lt;br /&gt;Well........now I know why!&lt;br /&gt;Except this little ball of love&lt;br /&gt;is worse than any of my brothers or sisters&lt;br /&gt;or any child that is ours.&lt;br /&gt;I really think he is borderline &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Serious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*I love this shot even though I missed the focus point....his eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-560203024868387754?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/560203024868387754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=560203024868387754' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/560203024868387754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/560203024868387754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-always-used-to-ask-mom-why-she-gave.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RzPrA0wB8tI/AAAAAAAABbI/lb2iRx9aoHE/s72-c/IMG_3336web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-8991145437011165328</id><published>2007-11-06T15:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:40:20.375-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Driving me crazy...</title><content type='html'>1. About four times a month, I get an automated call which says they have "an important message for Joan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Meza&lt;/span&gt;." Then it proceeds to give options: press 1 if you are that person, 2 if that person is not home 3 hold while you get that person or 4 no one here by that name. I used to hold on and press 4 every single time.....NOW I just hang up. Apparently they aren't getting the clue that WE DON'T KNOW JOAN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MEZA&lt;/span&gt;! It would be great if I could get a real person to tell them to quit calling us. I even tried to pretend that I was Joan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Meza&lt;/span&gt; and pressed 1, they wanted proof that I was indeed her. Whatever! Can you tell that I got that call for Joan today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I tried to go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;storytime&lt;/span&gt; at the library today. I was thinking to myself....I am such a good momma. These two boys are gonna LOVE this. Well.....Brandon totally freaked out. We walked into the room and he would not stop screaming. I think it reminded him of when I used to leave him at the gym's children's room. Notice I said "used to" Yeah, because I haven't been there for oh....three weeks. So we grabbed a few books, I corralled them out to the car (because I didn't bring the stroller in because we were all going to have such a fun time). Which was no small feat. Making Brandon do something he doesn't want to is difficult especially when packing a bunch of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Then I remembered why I am most irritated.....IT IS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;STINKIN&lt;/span&gt; HOT! What is up with the high 80's for the beginning of November. We have not even been able to bust out the sweatshirts. Maybe for that one week when it got cold (for Vegas) and I was excited that the cooler temps were coming....and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bam&lt;/span&gt; back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; summer. I am not complaining, it is beautiful weather, I would consider it beautiful for the summer or the spring but not the fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; and his attitude. All of the sudden he doesn't want me to hold his hand, or help him out in the parking lot, or drive the car in the front of the cart at the grocery. He has always been annoyingly independent, it is just getting worse the older he gets. Brandon on the other hand now LOVES to drive. Pretty soon, I will be going to the grocery alone because I won't be able to handle two stubborn little boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough complaining already......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imjenrose.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen Rose &lt;/a&gt;was at Sunday dinner and we were browsing through the new Christmas pottery barn catalog. Saw this cute idea of a wall covered in sheet metal to be used as a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;magnet&lt;/span&gt; board. There are possible hazards with doing this yourself namely the sharp edges when it is cut. But you could totally work around that. I mentioned it to Steve because I think it could be really cute in the kids room.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129963275972538338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RzFKa3ckb-I/AAAAAAAABbA/io3ytdY0Q90/s400/img72m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;he wasn't as excited as Jen. He said maybe in our next house. Ideas just equal time and money for him. So Jen, can't wait to see what you do with this....I am filing it away for another day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; did say today as he was sitting on the garbage can while I was doing dishes, "It stinks in here. We need to get a new house." If it were only that easy dude!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And since this is a total fall recipe I will share.  I may have shared this before but it is so good! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We love it especially in warm bread bowls from Smiths&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Potato Soup in the crock pot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8-10 med. potatoes, peeled and coarsely chopped&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/2 lb. bacon (I just throw in REAL bacon bits)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 can cream of chicken&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 cans chicken broth&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 8oz. pkg. cream cheese&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 med. onion, chopped&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pepper to taste&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Put potatoes, bacon and onion in crock pot. Whisk together soups, softened cream cheese and pepper. (It will be a little clumpy) Pour mixture over potatoes. Cook 8-10 hrs. on low or 5-6 hrs. on high. When soup is done, take about 1/3 out and run it through the blender to thicken it up. Serve in bread bowls with grated cheese on top. Seriously....the bread bowls make it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**I wasn't going to end on a negative note, but WHY does blogger refuse to listen to me regarding the spacing. I say single space blogger does double spacing! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;uggh&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-8991145437011165328?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/8991145437011165328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=8991145437011165328' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8991145437011165328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8991145437011165328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/driving-me-crazy.html' title='Driving me crazy...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RzFKa3ckb-I/AAAAAAAABbA/io3ytdY0Q90/s72-c/img72m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-2485136701882535084</id><published>2007-11-04T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:33:54.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry65OXckb9I/AAAAAAAABa4/tc91AyNhX1o/s1600-h/IMG_3292colorweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129240682084724690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry65OXckb9I/AAAAAAAABa4/tc91AyNhX1o/s320/IMG_3292colorweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry64RHckb6I/AAAAAAAABag/rFDPpchTby8/s1600-h/IMG_3294colorweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129239629817737122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry64RHckb6I/AAAAAAAABag/rFDPpchTby8/s320/IMG_3294colorweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry64RXckb7I/AAAAAAAABao/oSJ4U3wjv0I/s1600-h/IMG_3306colorweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129239634112704434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry64RXckb7I/AAAAAAAABao/oSJ4U3wjv0I/s320/IMG_3306colorweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry64Rnckb8I/AAAAAAAABaw/RKY8Yeql1Y8/s1600-h/IMG_3306bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129239638407671746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry64Rnckb8I/AAAAAAAABaw/RKY8Yeql1Y8/s320/IMG_3306bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Few more of Crew and Talan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-2485136701882535084?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/2485136701882535084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=2485136701882535084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2485136701882535084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2485136701882535084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/more.html' title='More.....'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry65OXckb9I/AAAAAAAABa4/tc91AyNhX1o/s72-c/IMG_3292colorweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-5668581116693401368</id><published>2007-11-04T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:42:15.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Dinner Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129226723441012626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry6sh3ckb5I/AAAAAAAABaY/H0uicnFrpXo/s400/IMG_3296(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129226714851078018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry6shXckb4I/AAAAAAAABaQ/AkUWCaEH_PQ/s400/IMG_3297.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129226710556110706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry6shHckb3I/AAAAAAAABaI/FOERqTXqdxY/s400/IMG_3298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129226706261143394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry6sg3ckb2I/AAAAAAAABaA/mCADkfXsCk8/s400/IMG_3300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129224459993247570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry6qeHckb1I/AAAAAAAABZ4/RH6TxETN5LA/s400/IMG_3301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129224455698280258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry6qd3ckb0I/AAAAAAAABZw/oUPUmHlhAXY/s400/IMG_3303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129224447108345650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry6qdXckbzI/AAAAAAAABZo/38Sp_XN2I2M/s400/IMG_3304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129224438518411042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry6qc3ckbyI/AAAAAAAABZg/iShBEtNGPKs/s400/IMG_3305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My sister Kimberly made a quick trip down from college this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought that I would get a picture of her together with the neices and nephews that were there for Sunday dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The little girl sitting next to Lauren and the boy in the baseball hat are actually Trace and Talan's cousins but they come for dinner a lot so they hopped in for the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This little run of photos cracks me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The top one has been edited, so I cropped the little bit of his shoe that you could see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He did not want to cooperate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was playing on the top step.&lt;br /&gt;Then he notices that Kyle is holding Crew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently he did not like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love that he notices,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looks at me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then tries to get him off of Kyle's lap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The last two are just classic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those are the faces he makes when he is mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once Crew was removed, he didn't want Kyle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he just wanted Crew to know he didn't belong on his brother's lap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-5668581116693401368?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/5668581116693401368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=5668581116693401368' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5668581116693401368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5668581116693401368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunday-dinner-photos.html' title='Sunday Dinner Photos'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ry6sh3ckb5I/AAAAAAAABaY/H0uicnFrpXo/s72-c/IMG_3296(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-1219456409150471487</id><published>2007-11-01T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T13:52:54.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week</title><content type='html'>has been insanely crazy!&lt;br /&gt;After a string of busy days, and staying up way too late (for me), today really is the icing on the cake.&lt;br /&gt;This is how last night went down:&lt;br /&gt;Kyle was complaining after school of a headache/stomachache.&lt;br /&gt;He came home and took a nap and said he was ready to get candy.&lt;br /&gt;After a fun evening of trick or treating all the kids went to bed rather nicely.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't really have a real dinner (a few bites of mac and cheese) so W.T., but they stuffed their tummies with lots of candy.&lt;br /&gt;Before bed, Brandon bit through the glow stick bracelets that one of the kids got in their pail....had neon stuff in his mouth. I was freaking out! After rinsing his mouth, I realized that he hadn't really gotten THAT much in there and I assume none went into his tummy. He was acting fine before bed. Being the paranoid person that I am, I checked on him every time I was awakened last night. He slept like a log. Has ever since I bought the sleep machine. I joke that Brandon lives in Seattle. He may just grow up and love the sound of rain.&lt;br /&gt;Kade was irrational as always before bed. He was rolling all over the place and crying about his "yegs" He does that every so often. I have to massage them and he will finally calm down, but I have no idea what his deal is. In the morning he is fine. Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;After getting back to sleep, Kyle comes running into my room talking about a scary dream involving Dracula?? Oh yeah...and his head still hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Got the Motrin, made a bed with blankets by my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the two boys to go to sleep, and left them all to have my own space in Kyle's bed.&lt;br /&gt;Slept a few hours when I hear a loud plop on the ground. Lauren and all her blankets.&lt;br /&gt;She was fixing to come into my room.&lt;br /&gt;I say Hey Lauren&lt;br /&gt;Oh hi Mom and she crawls back up on her bunk.&lt;br /&gt;Then....&lt;br /&gt;this morning, Kyle starts in on throwing up.&lt;br /&gt;Gross but true.&lt;br /&gt;Took him to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;He has swollen glands, fluid in both ears, a very swollen throat and strep.&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;He insisted on in and out for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think it was a wise idea.&lt;br /&gt;He lost it after we dropped the prescription off.&lt;br /&gt;in the car...in a bowl thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, my house is a disaster!&lt;br /&gt;Like really a disaster. Like I don't want anyone to come to my front door disaster.&lt;br /&gt;The laundry has not been done, dishes not done, floor so sticky&lt;br /&gt;and there is NO FOOD in this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a better day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Happy that I have some shows to watch tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Although it would be best if I put myself to bed by 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with this too yellowish/green of a photo. Because you read through the play by play.... so there ought to be a picture to go along with all the words. That's all I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ryo8FXckbtI/AAAAAAAABY4/IwrlnodW7Co/s1600-h/CRW_3200web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127977188605587154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ryo8FXckbtI/AAAAAAAABY4/IwrlnodW7Co/s320/CRW_3200web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-1219456409150471487?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/1219456409150471487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=1219456409150471487' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1219456409150471487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1219456409150471487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-week.html' title='This Week'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ryo8FXckbtI/AAAAAAAABY4/IwrlnodW7Co/s72-c/CRW_3200web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-7976405596635484959</id><published>2007-10-31T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T13:17:33.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ryjii3ckbrI/AAAAAAAABYo/LVHed1WvcE4/s1600-h/IMG_3248color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127597264388517554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ryjii3ckbrI/AAAAAAAABYo/LVHed1WvcE4/s320/IMG_3248color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyjijnckbsI/AAAAAAAABYw/QAET7ScsuS0/s1600-h/IMG_3249color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127597277273419458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyjijnckbsI/AAAAAAAABYw/QAET7ScsuS0/s320/IMG_3249color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is the end of the month....&lt;br /&gt;Glad to get this sugar infested holiday over with!&lt;br /&gt;I am SO SICK of eating candy.&lt;br /&gt;The kids are pumped. Excited about their parties.&lt;br /&gt;We have a busy day with parades and parties and getting more candy!&lt;br /&gt;I usually do pictures a couple of days before Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't happen this year.&lt;br /&gt;So here is our superman before preschool.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to get a few of the big kids as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-7976405596635484959?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/7976405596635484959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=7976405596635484959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7976405596635484959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7976405596635484959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-here-it-is-end-of-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ryjii3ckbrI/AAAAAAAABYo/LVHed1WvcE4/s72-c/IMG_3248color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3736879859546823786</id><published>2007-10-30T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T13:25:07.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carving the Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyeQPHckboI/AAAAAAAABYQ/cLEuJliX_i4/s1600-h/CRW_3198web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127225290155912834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyeQPHckboI/AAAAAAAABYQ/cLEuJliX_i4/s320/CRW_3198web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyeQQXckbpI/AAAAAAAABYY/rZqrrawTH6A/s1600-h/CRW_3196web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127225311630749330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyeQQXckbpI/AAAAAAAABYY/rZqrrawTH6A/s320/CRW_3196web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I do not enjoy carving pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could hold the kids off no longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; we got em done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My battery ran out before I could get the finished products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But they are cute and they did them almost all by themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle was really good this year about getting the guts out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lauren not so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brandon was plain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ornery&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lauren carved a spooky tree, Kyle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dracula&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kade's&lt;/span&gt; was a simple jack-o-lantern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with triangle eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was so excited and so was I....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because it was SIMPLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3736879859546823786?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3736879859546823786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3736879859546823786' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3736879859546823786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3736879859546823786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/carving-pumpkins.html' title='Carving the Pumpkins'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyeQPHckboI/AAAAAAAABYQ/cLEuJliX_i4/s72-c/CRW_3198web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-6251248488879781200</id><published>2007-10-29T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T14:41:27.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyZS0nckbmI/AAAAAAAABYA/2Ny1tb0b0kI/s1600-h/CRW_3182web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126876289703374434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyZS0nckbmI/AAAAAAAABYA/2Ny1tb0b0kI/s320/CRW_3182web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am not enjoying this warm weather! It is too hot for October. Cannot wait for a little crisp air. This morning we went to scope out Floyd Lamb State Park. The Redd's want some family pictures. I think that is the location. Lots of mature trees, a pond, a few ducks, peacocks....lots of shade so any time of day would be good.  This is the closest I'm gonna get to fall.  There were some trees with yellowish/red leaves....pretty!    The family shoot is making me nervous.  It will be good practice though.  Need to start thinking about getting some pictures of my kids for Christmas cards.  Can you believe it is right around the corner?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-6251248488879781200?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/6251248488879781200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=6251248488879781200' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6251248488879781200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6251248488879781200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyZS0nckbmI/AAAAAAAABYA/2Ny1tb0b0kI/s72-c/CRW_3182web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-8247880871899861271</id><published>2007-10-29T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T14:23:45.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crock Pot Ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyZO8XckbkI/AAAAAAAABXw/4P0vqOsf42A/s1600-h/CRW_3173web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126872024800849474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyZO8XckbkI/AAAAAAAABXw/4P0vqOsf42A/s320/CRW_3173web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyZO9XckblI/AAAAAAAABX4/xPuMQkf4GO4/s1600-h/CRW_3174web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126872041980718674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyZO9XckblI/AAAAAAAABX4/xPuMQkf4GO4/s320/CRW_3174web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always like to make crockpot meals for Sunday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that way there are no worries about what to have.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner is done when we get home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our yummy, easy roast recipe was getting old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So..... I found a recipe on the web and Saturday night, I ran to the store &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to get a few ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whipped up this little number Sunday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It looked to pretty in the crockpot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But don't let that fool you, it was disgusting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So bitter everyone hated it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My question: What are your FAVORITE, YUMMY crockpot recipes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to add to my collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-8247880871899861271?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/8247880871899861271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=8247880871899861271' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8247880871899861271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8247880871899861271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/crock-pot-ideas.html' title='Crock Pot Ideas'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyZO8XckbkI/AAAAAAAABXw/4P0vqOsf42A/s72-c/CRW_3173web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-203154160420615602</id><published>2007-10-27T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T15:41:34.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trunk Or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyO9uHckbjI/AAAAAAAABXo/Jwv14wgL_eg/s1600-h/IMG_3160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126149400848264754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyO9uHckbjI/AAAAAAAABXo/Jwv14wgL_eg/s400/IMG_3160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We survived the ward trunk or treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked Kade if he wanted a hot dog for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He whispered, "No...I think I'll just have candy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that is pretty much what he did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids came home with their goods, combined it all into a big pile on the table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and began their tradition of sorting and bagging: suckers, chewy, chocolates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have SO MUCH CANDY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Made my heart happy to see them share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-203154160420615602?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/203154160420615602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=203154160420615602' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/203154160420615602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/203154160420615602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/trunk-or-treat.html' title='Trunk Or Treat'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyO9uHckbjI/AAAAAAAABXo/Jwv14wgL_eg/s72-c/IMG_3160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3235493975319080878</id><published>2007-10-24T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:51:13.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyAfv3ckbgI/AAAAAAAABXQ/diWqyPc83ro/s1600-h/IMG_3065colorframe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125131283145715202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyAfv3ckbgI/AAAAAAAABXQ/diWqyPc83ro/s320/IMG_3065colorframe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyAfwXckbhI/AAAAAAAABXY/w2w-nj9mZtY/s1600-h/IMG_3076colorframe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125131291735649810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyAfwXckbhI/AAAAAAAABXY/w2w-nj9mZtY/s320/IMG_3076colorframe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyAfwnckbiI/AAAAAAAABXg/GwH5Vv2HZ34/s1600-h/IMG_3083colorframe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125131296030617122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyAfwnckbiI/AAAAAAAABXg/GwH5Vv2HZ34/s320/IMG_3083colorframe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brandon wouldn't cooperate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All he wanted to do was run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kade did not want his picture taken....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's the best I could get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw pumpkins, picked pumpkins, jumped in the bounce house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a good day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;except for the fact that Brandon did not take a nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not one today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was a grouchy bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3235493975319080878?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3235493975319080878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3235493975319080878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3235493975319080878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3235493975319080878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyAfv3ckbgI/AAAAAAAABXQ/diWqyPc83ro/s72-c/IMG_3065colorframe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-5514573812049158163</id><published>2007-10-24T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:41:11.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Target</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyAFlnckbdI/AAAAAAAABW4/TOeLJqzOd20/s1600-h/IMG_3086colorframe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125102519749733842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyAFlnckbdI/AAAAAAAABW4/TOeLJqzOd20/s320/IMG_3086colorframe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyAFm3ckbfI/AAAAAAAABXI/qaB1S4zi6Uc/s1600-h/IMG_3091colorframe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125102541224570354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyAFm3ckbfI/AAAAAAAABXI/qaB1S4zi6Uc/s320/IMG_3091colorframe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyAFmHckbeI/AAAAAAAABXA/7N2knqHgAXQ/s1600-h/IMG_3089colorframe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125102528339668450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyAFmHckbeI/AAAAAAAABXA/7N2knqHgAXQ/s320/IMG_3089colorframe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven't been to the $100 store in awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It did not disappoint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Found a few things that I could not live without.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And on clearance to boot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who can say NO to Target clearance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;endcaps&lt;/span&gt;....I never knew I couldn't live without this "love"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;until today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is a little version of the Family letters I bought a year or so ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goes perfectly in my front room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I had been looking for a new fall wreath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You guessed it on clearance and it will stay on my front door until December.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The cute little pumpkins are courtesy of the Pumpkin Patch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got to go with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kade's&lt;/span&gt; preschool class for a field trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-5514573812049158163?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/5514573812049158163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=5514573812049158163' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5514573812049158163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5514573812049158163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/target.html' title='Target'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RyAFlnckbdI/AAAAAAAABW4/TOeLJqzOd20/s72-c/IMG_3086colorframe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3947713128574718304</id><published>2007-10-23T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T21:51:20.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love'/><title type='text'>I Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx7OKRzxrZI/AAAAAAAABWo/dqNxcowZYW0/s1600-h/IMG_3063web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124760101968784786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx7OKRzxrZI/AAAAAAAABWo/dqNxcowZYW0/s320/IMG_3063web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx7NsRzxrXI/AAAAAAAABWY/ItkFxC0k3l4/s1600-h/IMG_3061BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124759586572709234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx7NsRzxrXI/AAAAAAAABWY/ItkFxC0k3l4/s320/IMG_3061BW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;that we had yummy potato soup from the crock pot. Smelt it all day. Ate it in warm, bread bowls. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Delish&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our family got "Booed" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That Kyle has a hole in his smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That all is well with my camera and lens. The man at the camera shop said so....and that's all I need. Feel much better now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brandon's wave.  His way of communicating.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;starting to think about Christmas.  Making lists.  Planning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catching up on all the episodes of Private Practice and Grey's Anatomy.  Since Lost had filled most of our evenings.  I did not realize that there was a season 3!!! It is not available until December, but we were shocked when we realized that we were not caught up with the rest of the world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;that my scrap table is cleaned off for when I get an itch to create something.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;that I can wear jeans and my flip flops still and not be cold.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3947713128574718304?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3947713128574718304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3947713128574718304' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3947713128574718304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3947713128574718304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-love_23.html' title='I Love'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx7OKRzxrZI/AAAAAAAABWo/dqNxcowZYW0/s72-c/IMG_3063web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-4649077700664303472</id><published>2007-10-22T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:56:24.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx2YWxzxrUI/AAAAAAAABWA/Hcc_DG4kKMo/s1600-h/CRW_2979web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124419468112538946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx2YWxzxrUI/AAAAAAAABWA/Hcc_DG4kKMo/s200/CRW_2979web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx2YbRzxrVI/AAAAAAAABWI/W5bGdhBGNdw/s1600-h/CRW_2995web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124419545421950290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx2YbRzxrVI/AAAAAAAABWI/W5bGdhBGNdw/s200/CRW_2995web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx0YFRzxrRI/AAAAAAAABVo/Kwz3TjkOgA8/s1600-h/CRW_2975web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124278429976472850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx0YFRzxrRI/AAAAAAAABVo/Kwz3TjkOgA8/s200/CRW_2975web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx2YSBzxrTI/AAAAAAAABV4/oFZhGnCHrJQ/s1600-h/CRW_2973web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124419386508160306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx2YSBzxrTI/AAAAAAAABV4/oFZhGnCHrJQ/s200/CRW_2973web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little recap of Carson's party.&lt;br /&gt;I have some more, I'm having a hard time loading them tonight.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Amber sure knows how to put on a party.&lt;br /&gt;I missed getting her cute striped tights.&lt;br /&gt;Fun was had by all even if they did cry because they got out of musical chairs.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason that game is a tradition at the Howard boys' parties and my one kid never learns....that you don't need to CRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little preview of half of my kids costumes.  Lauren is Elizabeth from Pirates of the Carribean.  Kade superman.  Kyle must have gotten hot before I could get him in his Yoda getup.  And Brandon well, I left him napping.  But he will be crush from Finding Nemo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Kyle lost his front tooth tonight.&lt;br /&gt;He was ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;I was excited because the cute little thing was looking gray and dead.&lt;br /&gt;Those teeth took forever to come out and now there is no stopping them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting to get Lauren from play practice, Kyle says, "I want to go to Kason's Grammie's house.  Does she live here?" Nope.  "Kason says she has a farm and you can chop wood and have a fire outside.  I told Kason that my Aunt Gayelynn has a farm.  We stayed there once.  I want to go back.  Hey Mom next time you and Dad go to San Diego or something, can you take me to Aunt Gayelynn's?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx0YExzxrQI/AAAAAAAABVg/mBZkbhGmBmA/s1600-h/CRW_2973web.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx0YFxzxrSI/AAAAAAAABVw/z1zg77xgDKE/s1600-h/CRW_2979web.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/15303691-4649077700664303472?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/4649077700664303472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=4649077700664303472' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/4649077700664303472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/4649077700664303472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-weekend.html' title='This Weekend'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rx2YWxzxrUI/AAAAAAAABWA/Hcc_DG4kKMo/s72-c/CRW_2979web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-4346085103906235245</id><published>2007-10-19T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:01:07.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rxk-xBzxrOI/AAAAAAAABVQ/CuggzWr0woI/s1600-h/IMG_2968colorweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123195063130762466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rxk-xBzxrOI/AAAAAAAABVQ/CuggzWr0woI/s320/IMG_2968colorweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rxk-xhzxrPI/AAAAAAAABVY/usmQlgbFZPo/s1600-h/IMG_2968BWweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123195071720697074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rxk-xhzxrPI/AAAAAAAABVY/usmQlgbFZPo/s320/IMG_2968BWweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have been thinking that I sometimes lack balance in my life.  I always struggle to get it all done and to focus on what is important.  I'm sure that this is a common struggle with moms and women in general.  This week, I have spent an incredible amount of time on the computer, and my home has suffered.  I learned a lot about the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt; program, but it took time away from keeping up on the everyday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I decided that I would try to be better about focusing on the kids.  Making sure that they are happy and have what they need.  That they are being heard and feel important.  I know that they do....but it is good to rededicate myself to focus on that first then my personal pursuits later.  Nothing huge, just small things, like playing cars and trucks with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; for awhile before doing laundry, reading to, talking to, working on homework together, letting them help with creative projects.   Just basic stuff.  I think that with that in the front of my mind my home can be a happier, peaceful place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I thought that there is something wrong with my lens and/or camera.  It could be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; in my mind, but my "5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; child" is not focusing properly towards the end.  Not getting as crisp of results as I am used to.  Trying to figure that out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Realizing that I need to take learning photography SLOW.  It can become frustrating to want to know something and to see amazing photographs and think why can't I do that?  I also realized that I am lucky to be a part of a great forum where learning will continue and where amazing photographers are willing to give advice and tips freely.  I know that if I push through and keep working hard it will come over time.  Sorry about all the photography stuff.  It felt good to get that out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got all my laundry done, folded and put away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get to go out with Steve.  That will definitely help with the putting my life back in balance part.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got this cute picture of Brandon. I love that kid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-4346085103906235245?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/4346085103906235245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=4346085103906235245' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/4346085103906235245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/4346085103906235245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rxk-xBzxrOI/AAAAAAAABVQ/CuggzWr0woI/s72-c/IMG_2968colorweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-5397976206411057593</id><published>2007-10-18T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T13:00:57.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Decorations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rxe4aBzxrLI/AAAAAAAABU4/3K4C5wd875M/s1600-h/CRW_2878web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122765858458938546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rxe4aBzxrLI/AAAAAAAABU4/3K4C5wd875M/s320/CRW_2878web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rxe4ahzxrMI/AAAAAAAABVA/rILNc1cClPQ/s1600-h/CRW_2881web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122765867048873154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rxe4ahzxrMI/AAAAAAAABVA/rILNc1cClPQ/s320/CRW_2881web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rxe4cxzxrNI/AAAAAAAABVI/zn7LTfFiPlM/s1600-h/CRW_2886web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122765905703578834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rxe4cxzxrNI/AAAAAAAABVI/zn7LTfFiPlM/s320/CRW_2886web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking yesterday that we aren't very festive for Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We used to be. Remember the Halloween parties before kids?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess it's just trouble to me.&lt;br /&gt;I went around and took pictures of the only Halloween decorations we have up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is quite a small, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;piddly&lt;/span&gt;, pathetic collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't even put up the fall wreath this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our poor doorway has the pot with dead flowers from the summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was thinking of filling it with pumpkins to dress it up and make it look not so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Welcome to our dead, uncared for home"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven't even bought pumpkins for carving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank goodness &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; makes cute crafts at preschool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we have the old, trusty pumpkin for outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have enjoyed looking at &lt;a href="http://jensedillo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jennifer's blog &lt;/a&gt;for Halloween ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was about as far as it has gone with me though.....looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next year if I decide to get into the spirit, I will have a wealth of ideas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-5397976206411057593?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/5397976206411057593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=5397976206411057593' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5397976206411057593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5397976206411057593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-decorations.html' title='Halloween Decorations'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rxe4aBzxrLI/AAAAAAAABU4/3K4C5wd875M/s72-c/CRW_2878web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-8781947462177619236</id><published>2007-10-17T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T14:25:53.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxZ8vRzxrJI/AAAAAAAABUo/_1TKnC8xMFo/s1600-h/CRW-2872web2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122418777856781458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxZ8vRzxrJI/AAAAAAAABUo/_1TKnC8xMFo/s400/CRW-2872web2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxZ80RzxrKI/AAAAAAAABUw/H581co-GJiY/s1600-h/CRW_2875deepsat.web"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122418863756127394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxZ80RzxrKI/AAAAAAAABUw/H581co-GJiY/s400/CRW_2875deepsat.web" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't get nearly enough of him.  He's always busy playing or bugging or teasing.  Glad he let me take some yesterday....even if he was posing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxZ6sRzxrII/AAAAAAAABUg/ofR53TWHMgA/s1600-h/CRW_2872web.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/15303691-8781947462177619236?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/8781947462177619236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=8781947462177619236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8781947462177619236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8781947462177619236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dont-get-nearly-enough-of-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxZ8vRzxrJI/AAAAAAAABUo/_1TKnC8xMFo/s72-c/CRW-2872web2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-6335908031435507209</id><published>2007-10-16T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:07:14.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshop Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxWiExzxrGI/AAAAAAAABUU/LCdu4ibSVUM/s1600-h/CRW_2869web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122178354177485922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxWiExzxrGI/AAAAAAAABUU/LCdu4ibSVUM/s400/CRW_2869web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been trying out shooting in raw instead of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jpeg&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;With this new learning adventure comes more headaches in the area of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So for the past two days I have been experimenting.&lt;br /&gt;It has taken me much longer to do any edits because I am so unfamiliar.&lt;br /&gt;Downloaded a free 30 day trial for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PSCS&lt;/span&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the first raw images that I am happy with. &lt;br /&gt;Trying to make sense of it.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I want to pursue this hobby of mine.&lt;br /&gt;So I need to get the tools and learn them.&lt;br /&gt;Have a fabulous alumni forum (thanks to Wendy's class) that has been working me through this process. &lt;br /&gt;Steve is going to DIE when I tell him I want this program.&lt;br /&gt;He'll get over it though :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-6335908031435507209?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/6335908031435507209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=6335908031435507209' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6335908031435507209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6335908031435507209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='Photoshop Talk'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxWiExzxrGI/AAAAAAAABUU/LCdu4ibSVUM/s72-c/CRW_2869web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3962672467854036013</id><published>2007-10-16T13:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T13:35:32.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advent Calendar How To</title><content type='html'>What you need:&lt;br /&gt;1. cookie sheet any size will do.  I bought a medium sized one at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; for $3.40&lt;br /&gt;2. Mod &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Podge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. foam brushes&lt;br /&gt;4. corner rounder&lt;br /&gt;5. Patterned Paper&lt;br /&gt;6. foam stamps, number stamps and/or letter and number stickers&lt;br /&gt;7. random embellishments: flowers, tags, whatever is in your stash.&lt;br /&gt;I made this one simple with four things: stars, circle tags, reg. tags and trees. Then just rotated them in a pattern.  For the 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; I made a little reindeer with a small circle punch for the nose and triangle for face and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;handcut&lt;/span&gt; antlers.  I will post pictures when I get the sample back if you want.&lt;br /&gt;8. black marker, pencil, ruler&lt;br /&gt;9. Roll of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;magnet&lt;/span&gt; tape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;1. I just laid the papers out on the cookie sheet to see how I liked them.  I left about 2 or 3" on the top for December then a thin strip of patterned paper and then my background for the calendar.  On the bottom, there will be space left for another block of patterned paper and I used the same pattern for the thin strip on the bottom. (Hope that makes sense)&lt;br /&gt; 2. Next you trim all of the papers down to size.  I used a corner rounder for the corners to match the curve on the cookie sheet.&lt;br /&gt;3. Now before you glue anything down, you need to make the grid for the numbers to go on.  I made four rows of seven.  So measure your paper and divide it up evenly.  Don't worry too much about this.  My last row is a tad bigger than the rest.  No one will ever know.  I used a pencil first and measured both sides so that my lines would be straight.  Then I went back over them with the ruler and a black thin tipped marker.&lt;br /&gt;4. Next mod &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;podge&lt;/span&gt; the back of the paper, place it on the cookie sheet and then another coat over the top.  I did this in pieces.  Just keep adding until it sticks.  I even used the edge of my finger to push the paper down on the edges.  Don't stress about this part...try to get the bubbles out.  When it dries it will look much better.&lt;br /&gt;5. Forgot to mention....BEFORE you Mod &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Podge&lt;/span&gt; add the header using either stickers, stamps or stencils.  Then over the top. &lt;br /&gt;6. Create your numbers using your various embellishments.  Put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;magnet&lt;/span&gt; on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all there is to it.  It is time consuming.  But so worth it.  Ask if you have any questions or need clarification.  Please share when you are done.  Can't wait to see what you create!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3962672467854036013?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3962672467854036013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3962672467854036013' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3962672467854036013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3962672467854036013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/advent-calendar-how-to.html' title='Advent Calendar How To'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3509403215649923063</id><published>2007-10-15T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T13:59:23.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kade's "Flippers"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxPTyxzxrAI/AAAAAAAABTw/8QovEjhzidM/s1600-h/IMG_2814(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121670070567808002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxPTyxzxrAI/AAAAAAAABTw/8QovEjhzidM/s320/IMG_2814(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Night time routine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;putting on the slippers promptly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after the bath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Putting them on MY nightstand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before he goes to sleep in MY bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is so the boss of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3509403215649923063?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3509403215649923063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3509403215649923063' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3509403215649923063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3509403215649923063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/kades-flippers.html' title='Kade&apos;s &quot;Flippers&quot;'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxPTyxzxrAI/AAAAAAAABTw/8QovEjhzidM/s72-c/IMG_2814(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-1183903717773547157</id><published>2007-10-14T21:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T22:01:25.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Winner Is.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxLw0Rzxq_I/AAAAAAAABTo/tFbAidMcviE/s1600-h/IMG_2822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121420507198106610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxLw0Rzxq_I/AAAAAAAABTo/tFbAidMcviE/s400/IMG_2822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The one and only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KimDuke&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;oneword&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope that made your night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now you can claim it when you come down for Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WHOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HOO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to ALL who left comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was fun to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those I know well and those that I've gotten to know through blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks Jennifer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Reil&lt;/span&gt; and Heather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lemmon&lt;/span&gt; for posting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; be checking out your blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Small world isn't it, even if you're clear across the world literally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sunee&lt;/span&gt; and Margaret take the plunge girls, get to blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Proud of you for commenting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And shea shea's mama, I would love if you shared a link to your blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The "how to" on the calendar will follow shortly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's easy!&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/15303691-1183903717773547157?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/1183903717773547157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=1183903717773547157' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1183903717773547157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1183903717773547157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-winner-is.html' title='And the Winner Is.....'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxLw0Rzxq_I/AAAAAAAABTo/tFbAidMcviE/s72-c/IMG_2822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3795539088981377743</id><published>2007-10-13T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T21:31:15.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxGZOBzxq-I/AAAAAAAABTg/HzcuRT9gNVE/s1600-h/IMG_2781(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121042717579783138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxGZOBzxq-I/AAAAAAAABTg/HzcuRT9gNVE/s320/IMG_2781(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Happy that I have only purchased one bag of Halloween candy so far that we have handed out and shared with every child that has played at our house this past week. That is huge! Candy and me are not a good combo I will eat it all by myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Happy that I cancelled my appointment at the gym on Friday because I could not walk thanks to the lunges I did on Wednesday. I have muscles where I never knew I had them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Happy for all the comments on my advent calendar giveaway. Can't wait to draw a name tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Happy (and sad) that my photography class is over. Happy that I won't be so stressed to get assignments done. I can see improvements that have been made and many things that I have learned. It has been an amazing experience. I was becoming frustrated and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;overwhelmed&lt;/span&gt; with all of the information. Really happy about my last chat and being able to identify the things I still need to work on. I am determined so I will keep working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Happy that the Halloween costumes arrived in the mail along with a big box of warm clothes from Old Navy for the kids. I LOVE online shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Happy that we picked up these cute little pumpkins for the kids at the grocery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Happy that we had a nice weekend....not too much drama, not too much pressure, just hanging out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Happy that some scrapbook kits came at the end of this week. Started to clean off my scrap table. Been thinking about busting out the paper and glue. Sounds kinda fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3795539088981377743?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3795539088981377743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3795539088981377743' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3795539088981377743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3795539088981377743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RxGZOBzxq-I/AAAAAAAABTg/HzcuRT9gNVE/s72-c/IMG_2781(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-8509013553442114735</id><published>2007-10-10T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T21:44:01.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keef</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rw2oQBzxq9I/AAAAAAAABTY/fwo8G5MaxkY/s1600-h/IMG_2744(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119933344707095506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rw2oQBzxq9I/AAAAAAAABTY/fwo8G5MaxkY/s400/IMG_2744(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as in Keith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is one of Brandon's nicknames.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that it is so unrelated to his real name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't that always how nicknames go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways Steve started calling him "Keith with the teeth"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because really he does have some big chompers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; every once in awhile calls him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keef&lt;/span&gt; and then adds with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;teef&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**I love this picture of him because I can't get good ones because he is constantly coming straight for my camera.  His tongue, his look, it's so him.  The crop is funky on it but the way I shot it was weird....but like I say it's a keeper because there are so few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-8509013553442114735?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/8509013553442114735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=8509013553442114735' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8509013553442114735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8509013553442114735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/keef.html' title='Keef'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rw2oQBzxq9I/AAAAAAAABTY/fwo8G5MaxkY/s72-c/IMG_2744(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-5732333698167885102</id><published>2007-10-10T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:07:20.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rw1MGBzxq7I/AAAAAAAABTI/DCPcNyMCftk/s1600-h/IMG_2759color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119832017838648242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rw1MGBzxq7I/AAAAAAAABTI/DCPcNyMCftk/s320/IMG_2759color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rw1MGxzxq8I/AAAAAAAABTQ/nh-K0pgEG48/s1600-h/IMG_2768sat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119832030723550146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rw1MGxzxq8I/AAAAAAAABTQ/nh-K0pgEG48/s320/IMG_2768sat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom Hurry! Look at that shooting star!" &lt;div&gt;Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;, that's an airplane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yeah," says Charlie..."shooting stars are only at night."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My body aches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BAD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I'm going back for more on Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such insanity.  To think there are people who LIKE to workout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a Happy Birthday wish to my sister Candace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun to talk this morning er afternoon for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope that chocolate cake is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt;.  You really must share that recipe on your blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you and think that you are awesome in many ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a happy birthday!&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/15303691-5732333698167885102?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/5732333698167885102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=5732333698167885102' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5732333698167885102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5732333698167885102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/shooting-stars.html' title='Shooting Stars'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rw1MGBzxq7I/AAAAAAAABTI/DCPcNyMCftk/s72-c/IMG_2759color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-5535751795974104373</id><published>2007-10-08T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T21:00:07.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Giveaway</title><content type='html'>I was asked to do a little craft for our RS Super Saturday coming up in November. I had started one of these little cookie sheet advent calendars for our family (which I still need to complete) and thought that I could simplify it for this day. Each of the daily pieces are stored on the back and pulled out each day until Christmas. I like how it is turning out. I'm not quite finished, but here is a sneak peek:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rwr5pxzxq2I/AAAAAAAABSg/xIeiOUuZA_4/s1600-h/IMG_2713(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rwr5pRzxq1I/AAAAAAAABSY/pvmCK3sXoxw/s1600-h/IMG_2714(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119178414010510162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rwr5pRzxq1I/AAAAAAAABSY/pvmCK3sXoxw/s320/IMG_2714(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rwr7fBzxq3I/AAAAAAAABSo/saLafgvLfQU/s1600-h/IMG_2713(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119180436940106610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rwr7fBzxq3I/AAAAAAAABSo/saLafgvLfQU/s320/IMG_2713(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is, I don't need two. So........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since I have never given anything away here on the old blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought why not to celebrate post number 486. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't mind waiting until the end of November post a comment and you could be the lucky winner. I promise to get it to you before December so you can use it to countdown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you lurk....come out come out please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My stat counter shows more people than are commenting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd love to meet you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have until Sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get to commenting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunee&lt;/span&gt; or Margaret....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little hint, sign up at blogger, you can leave comments but you don't have to create your own blog. Although I'd be happy if you did.&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/15303691-5535751795974104373?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/5535751795974104373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=5535751795974104373' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5535751795974104373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5535751795974104373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/christmas-giveaway.html' title='Christmas Giveaway'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rwr5pRzxq1I/AAAAAAAABSY/pvmCK3sXoxw/s72-c/IMG_2714(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3561566673234648306</id><published>2007-10-05T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T21:40:30.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Evening in the Backyard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwcQqBzxqyI/AAAAAAAABSA/nwjJ7gsWNik/s1600-h/IMG_2645(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118077815756008226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwcQqBzxqyI/AAAAAAAABSA/nwjJ7gsWNik/s320/IMG_2645(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwcQqhzxqzI/AAAAAAAABSI/OTGAyvb62oo/s1600-h/IMG_2648(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118077824345942834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwcQqhzxqzI/AAAAAAAABSI/OTGAyvb62oo/s320/IMG_2648(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwcQqxzxq0I/AAAAAAAABSQ/FZrWH73KA8o/s1600-h/IMG_2674(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118077828640910146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwcQqxzxq0I/AAAAAAAABSQ/FZrWH73KA8o/s320/IMG_2674(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; has been dying to wear his coat. Well tonight since there was a breeze, we all had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hoodies&lt;/span&gt; on. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; thought it was appropriate to wear his thick coat that you would wear if going to the north pole. It really doesn't get much use here in the desert. He has been know to pull it out in the heat.  He's getting better... it is getting closer to the right season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brandon enjoyed swinging.  He never wants to leave that swing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Squawks&lt;/span&gt; when you pull him out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lauren and Kyle were getting along great swinging high and jumping off the swings.  Well Kyle was jumping, Lauren was more conservative.  We got proof on the camera of who was catching some air and who was not.  Lauren was bummed that she wasn't doing it.  Oh well, can't be good at everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; is my new favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3561566673234648306?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3561566673234648306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3561566673234648306' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3561566673234648306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3561566673234648306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-evening-in-backyard.html' title='Another Evening in the Backyard'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwcQqBzxqyI/AAAAAAAABSA/nwjJ7gsWNik/s72-c/IMG_2645(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-6242988141663068344</id><published>2007-10-04T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T22:26:37.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He Thinks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwXKzhzxqwI/AAAAAAAABRw/4oP8v2tk324/s1600-h/IMG_2573(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117719538174110466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwXKzhzxqwI/AAAAAAAABRw/4oP8v2tk324/s320/IMG_2573(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all he has to do is go to the freezer and point and grunt and he'll get chocolate chips...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he does get them for the good part of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now he thinks that he can have them whenever he wants a snack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or that they can replace his meals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is becoming quite the character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117719546764045074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwXK0BzxqxI/AAAAAAAABR4/bjuQY5pi2U0/s320/IMG_2574(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is what he does when he's done with me pointing the camera in his direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love his little teeth.  He's WAY too close to the lens.&lt;/div&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/15303691-6242988141663068344?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/6242988141663068344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=6242988141663068344' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6242988141663068344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6242988141663068344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/he-thinks.html' title='He Thinks'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwXKzhzxqwI/AAAAAAAABRw/4oP8v2tk324/s72-c/IMG_2573(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-2560422340676862762</id><published>2007-10-03T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:08:31.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Halloween Cookies</title><content type='html'>Did you see &lt;a href="http://abeautifulmess.typepad.com/my_weblog/2007/10/randomwednesday.html"&gt;THESE CUTE COOKIES?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we may have to copy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-2560422340676862762?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/2560422340676862762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=2560422340676862762' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2560422340676862762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2560422340676862762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/cute-halloween-cookies.html' title='Cute Halloween Cookies'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-7259409289195136594</id><published>2007-10-02T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T21:30:54.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwMaaRzxqvI/AAAAAAAABRo/axzwDukX5qI/s1600-h/IMG_2540color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116962640382503666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwMaaRzxqvI/AAAAAAAABRo/axzwDukX5qI/s320/IMG_2540color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Hey Mom, did you know that photographers are artists?" &lt;div align="center"&gt;Really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Yeah we are learning about Ansel Adams for our Art Quest this year.  He took pictures with his camera."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Interesting....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was telling me this as I was snapping away this evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing new for me having the camera out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe she was telling me that I was an artist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a sweet girl.&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/15303691-7259409289195136594?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/7259409289195136594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=7259409289195136594' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7259409289195136594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7259409289195136594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/art.html' title='Art'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwMaaRzxqvI/AAAAAAAABRo/axzwDukX5qI/s72-c/IMG_2540color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3873133672281223012</id><published>2007-10-02T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T20:44:40.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwMNBBzxquI/AAAAAAAABRg/FIzhohA3lss/s1600-h/IMG_2548color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116947912939645666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwMNBBzxquI/AAAAAAAABRg/FIzhohA3lss/s400/IMG_2548color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dirty shirt, just got finished swinging, teasing me and wanting me to chase him because he is putting small rocks in his mouth, couple of bumps on the side of his head where he fell off the dining chair again, happy to be outside with the kids.  This is my favorite of the day.....because it is so him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love that the kids are in the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His happy little world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3873133672281223012?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3873133672281223012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3873133672281223012' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3873133672281223012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3873133672281223012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/dirty-shirt-just-got-finished-swinging.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwMNBBzxquI/AAAAAAAABRg/FIzhohA3lss/s72-c/IMG_2548color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3201167976785644842</id><published>2007-10-02T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T18:48:15.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwL0OBzxqpI/AAAAAAAABRA/uahSn8KalI8/s1600-h/IMG_2530color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116920648487250578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwL0OBzxqpI/AAAAAAAABRA/uahSn8KalI8/s320/IMG_2530color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwL0OxzxqqI/AAAAAAAABRI/NPs8X2tggyM/s1600-h/IMG_2534color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116920661372152482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwL0OxzxqqI/AAAAAAAABRI/NPs8X2tggyM/s320/IMG_2534color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwL0PBzxqrI/AAAAAAAABRQ/HfwW_GGpUkY/s1600-h/IMG_2538color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116920665667119794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwL0PBzxqrI/AAAAAAAABRQ/HfwW_GGpUkY/s320/IMG_2538color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with good friends, Jen and Cathy, from high school today. I don't see them very often....maybe once every year. It was nice to catch up. Seems like we always just pick up where we left off. Here's some pictures of their kids....Cathy's little guy Jackson and Jennifer's kids: Noah and Isaiah.&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/15303691-3201167976785644842?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3201167976785644842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3201167976785644842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3201167976785644842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3201167976785644842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwL0OBzxqpI/AAAAAAAABRA/uahSn8KalI8/s72-c/IMG_2530color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-7472174541707915706</id><published>2007-10-01T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T12:35:13.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wendy Schulz assignments'/><title type='text'>I Love</title><content type='html'>1) LOST: We have been totally addicted. We just finished up season 1 and are ready for the next. We have to watch at least 3 episodes a night and that is causing me to loose sleep and computer time. But I cannot let Steve go on without me. We have been wondering how we will manage when we are caught up and season 3 begins. We may have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;withdrawals&lt;/span&gt; when we actually have to wait a week in between. Good stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) That we are riding bikes to school again. All of the kids love it. I love that I don't have to stop on the hills anymore. I just push straight through....good feeling. Tells me that the days at the gym are paying off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) The feeling after I workout. Still trying to be more consistent but I am making my training sessions and she is seriously working me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) I started Twilight. I haven't been able to give it my full attention because of #1, it's grabbed my attention though.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116452303778458242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwFKQxzxqoI/AAAAAAAABQ4/z_7n1UAeNYQ/s320/IMG_2256BW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) My most recent favorite snapshot. I used this one for one of my assignments last week.  I know I've said it before those two are good little buds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6) That the backyard got tidied up. Looks like a whole new space.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7) This BEAUTIFUL weather. Love the fall. Wish it was like this all year round.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8) That my carpets, rug and sectional/ottoman that is disgustingly dirty will be cleaned this Thursday morning. I cannot wait!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-7472174541707915706?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/7472174541707915706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=7472174541707915706' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7472174541707915706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7472174541707915706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-love.html' title='I Love'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RwFKQxzxqoI/AAAAAAAABQ4/z_7n1UAeNYQ/s72-c/IMG_2256BW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-1461448032761940266</id><published>2007-09-26T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T12:50:58.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvtOYBzxqnI/AAAAAAAABQw/kDMM9gN50ms/s1600-h/IMG_2396(2)web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114767976518756978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvtOYBzxqnI/AAAAAAAABQw/kDMM9gN50ms/s320/IMG_2396(2)web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We finally got the pictures hung in Brandon's room this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe I'll cover the mats with colored paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It looks really white...like it needs a punch of color.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This little guy is a handful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We always forget how active our kids really are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is just like the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Into everything...busy, busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it doesn't get better once they are older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I suppose it is a good thing that he is so physically active&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because that also means he has an active mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some things he's into right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loves to tease. He plays this game with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grabs whatever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; is working on and then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RUNS. Love the game of chase. Looks back to make sure someone is chasing him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then laughs hysterically while running with his chunky, little legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other thing that he loves lately is to be a monkey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steve pulls both the little boys up by their legs and they hang upside down together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since he refuses to speak and uses only grunting sounds, pointing or screaming to get his way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we know he wants to be a monkey if he lays down on the ground and lifts his legs up and drops it to the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny how he can get his point across without speaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, he has this cute little shy look where he looks out of the corner of his eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and will not look at you if he knows your attention is directed at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of the cute things make up for the trouble he gets in each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We need to do some more childproofing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are some definite problem areas that drive me batty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sure once we have those areas under control, he will create new problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's just the kind of kid he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the way, Lauren found out that she got the part of Tall Alice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently there are three alice parts: regular Alice, small Alice and tall Alice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poppa and Grammie called to see if they could get her autograph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That made her laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-1461448032761940266?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/1461448032761940266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=1461448032761940266' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1461448032761940266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1461448032761940266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/busy-boy.html' title='Busy Boy'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvtOYBzxqnI/AAAAAAAABQw/kDMM9gN50ms/s72-c/IMG_2396(2)web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-2150545115109906616</id><published>2007-09-25T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T22:42:07.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Less Tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvnSNtexyuI/AAAAAAAABQg/bIGdRP7E85g/s1600-h/IMG_2371(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114349984844729058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvnSNtexyuI/AAAAAAAABQg/bIGdRP7E85g/s320/IMG_2371(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kyle is one of the tallest in his class however, he has not lost many teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three to be exact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We think that it is so funny that he is holding onto those top two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are so tiny in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;comparison&lt;/span&gt; to all the others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He had a few loose ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not terribly loose, just a little wiggly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today after school he excitedly pushes one of the bottom out with his tongue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He informed me that he was working on it in library&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and would finish pulling it out tonight at home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after he called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kason&lt;/span&gt; to come watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I instructed him to LEAVE IT ALONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He had already forced it to be as loose as it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His persistence paid off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's just say tomorrow he will be receiving a visit from the tooth fairy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-2150545115109906616?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/2150545115109906616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=2150545115109906616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2150545115109906616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2150545115109906616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-less-tooth.html' title='One Less Tooth'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvnSNtexyuI/AAAAAAAABQg/bIGdRP7E85g/s72-c/IMG_2371(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-1287682159990723073</id><published>2007-09-24T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T21:29:47.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RviN7NexysI/AAAAAAAABQQ/V25V2BBigOM/s1600-h/IMG_2348(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113993425249749698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RviN7NexysI/AAAAAAAABQQ/V25V2BBigOM/s400/IMG_2348(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been working on this all week....finally got close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Backlighting&lt;/span&gt; is hard! So happy that this turned out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got a few more keepers and now I feel confident to try this some more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good feeling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113993932055890642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RviOYtexytI/AAAAAAAABQY/C8OzoIkXIKo/s320/IMG_2325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The lovely light fixture per your request.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-1287682159990723073?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/1287682159990723073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=1287682159990723073' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1287682159990723073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1287682159990723073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-dance.html' title='Happy Dance'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RviN7NexysI/AAAAAAAABQQ/V25V2BBigOM/s72-c/IMG_2348(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-1311370097210821744</id><published>2007-09-22T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T21:59:13.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvXvb9exyqI/AAAAAAAABQA/FrX4YGJOcpI/s1600-h/IMG_2273(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113256215588227746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvXvb9exyqI/AAAAAAAABQA/FrX4YGJOcpI/s400/IMG_2273(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauren was the most willing of all of my kids today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was practicing and experimenting with my camera and light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was getting tired and rested her chin on her knees,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this one ended up being my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;She has been feeling like the odd man out lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She OFTEN complains about not having a sister to play with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that Kyle ignores her and won't play what she wants to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gave her a little TLC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which is usually all it takes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We spent some time devising a plan for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;minibook&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She listed 40 things about herself and she worked on the cover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;creating, playing and a little one on one time and she's good again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took care of some little projects that have needed to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of those was putting in a new light fixture over the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wasn't too crazy about the selection at Lowe's and Home Depot,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I was done with only one bulb working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turns out it looks much better in our house than I thought it did in the store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the light that it emits....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seriously lights up our whole downstairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mentioned how great it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lauren said, "Oh that's just me letting off all that light" as she walked through turning the light off and then on when she returned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes she is the superstar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny though how some light can make me happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-1311370097210821744?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/1311370097210821744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=1311370097210821744' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1311370097210821744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/1311370097210821744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/light.html' title='Light'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvXvb9exyqI/AAAAAAAABQA/FrX4YGJOcpI/s72-c/IMG_2273(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-5646992572208273073</id><published>2007-09-21T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T14:11:45.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT THE...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvQwT9exypI/AAAAAAAABP4/WBZ6UwQSnPI/s1600-h/mn_smartcar0151df.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112764596451658386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvQwT9exypI/AAAAAAAABP4/WBZ6UwQSnPI/s400/mn_smartcar0151df.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to steal Kyle's phrase....said with much emphasis today.  I had a similar reaction as the man in this photo.  It's not everyday you see a vehicle such as this.  I was returning videos and parked my gigantic Suburban up next to a car that looked very much like this one.  It is a very tiny car.  Two seats and that's about all.  Seems very unpractical to me....but we have a large family.  It fits two people and maybe a soft drink to share.  Need to bring something else, gonna have to hold it on your lap.  Crazy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how that car would hold up in an accident? &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/15303691-5646992572208273073?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/5646992572208273073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=5646992572208273073' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5646992572208273073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5646992572208273073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/what.html' title='WHAT THE...?'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvQwT9exypI/AAAAAAAABP4/WBZ6UwQSnPI/s72-c/mn_smartcar0151df.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-326724281715559787</id><published>2007-09-20T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:02:41.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily something'/><title type='text'>Typical After School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvNd49exyoI/AAAAAAAABPw/2zPCb8TFZlY/s1600-h/IMG_2217(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112533235153357442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvNd49exyoI/AAAAAAAABPw/2zPCb8TFZlY/s400/IMG_2217(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;attire for Kyle. Shirt off. I wonder if he will ever outgrow that. He has most recently been interested in learning how to play basketball better, so after school it is out to shoot some hoops. For the last couple of days he has been practicing roller blading as well.  He isn't as balanced as Lauren is on the blades.  And watch out...occasionally he puts the two together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was humoring me today, digging in Brandon's favorite mud hole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while I tried to get some harsh lit photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I kinda liked this one.  Wish there wasn't so much crap in the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-326724281715559787?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/326724281715559787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=326724281715559787' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/326724281715559787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/326724281715559787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/typical-after-school.html' title='Typical After School'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvNd49exyoI/AAAAAAAABPw/2zPCb8TFZlY/s72-c/IMG_2217(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-2821931290455302675</id><published>2007-09-20T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:57:11.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Busy</title><content type='html'>I haven't been posting as much as I would like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been busy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*studying spelling words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*going to the gym (Dee sure did kick my butt or I should say abs cause that's what hurts the most)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*removing Brandon and the chairs he has pushed up to the kitchen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;countertops&lt;/span&gt; a bazillion times a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Having playgroups and driving to preschool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*doing laundry and grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know STUFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So an update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren made the play. She doesn't know which part she has but she is HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle is having a blast at wrestling...he thinks it is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; is loving preschool and his "homework"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that Brandon is cutting some serious teeth along with getting into everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to process and complete my photo assignment for this week. It's tough: direct, harsh lighting. My kids are not cooperating. This is what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; does:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112531057604938354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvNb6NexynI/AAAAAAAABPo/TYkdA7hBaK4/s320/IMG_2128R.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I really don't blame him....I need to go to another location and not use my kids!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was directed to &lt;a href="http://clipmarks.com/"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt; for saving various things from the web.  I think that it is a fabulous idea when you just want to clip a portion of something so as not to forget.  I cannot tell you how many times I have come across something wonderful, not bookmarked it and then cannot locate it again.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Clipmarks&lt;/span&gt; will be so handy to keep little bits together and organized.  I have been happily clipping information from my photography class...so I can refer back to it when the class is over :(  Thought I'd share.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-2821931290455302675?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/2821931290455302675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=2821931290455302675' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2821931290455302675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2821931290455302675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/been-busy.html' title='Been Busy'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvNb6NexynI/AAAAAAAABPo/TYkdA7hBaK4/s72-c/IMG_2128R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-6464438966532858607</id><published>2007-09-18T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:37:22.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvCmFd9im8I/AAAAAAAABPg/LaCPmi6zZr4/s1600-h/IMG_2072(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111768189937818562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvCmFd9im8I/AAAAAAAABPg/LaCPmi6zZr4/s320/IMG_2072(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carson and Kade do not get together often enough. When they do, they are pretty good little buds. Yesterday they were hiding behind the hedges at Poppa and Grammie's telling secrets and making plans to get the scary monster around the corner.  During the week Kade will ask if Carson can come over and play.  We just don't live close enough for that.  The two have had to deal with just talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren decided she wanted to audition for the play.  They are doing Alice in Wonderland.  They had to sing happy birthday to make sure they could hit the high part and then do a little reading from the script.  I asked her how she thought she did.  She said Great!  How do you know? Well because Mrs. Jackson and Mrs. Goodman were smiling really big when I was trying out.  Lauren is anxiously awaiting tomorrow morning's arrival because the cast list will be posted outside of the drama room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh, it's like so high school musical-ish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-6464438966532858607?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/6464438966532858607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=6464438966532858607' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6464438966532858607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6464438966532858607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/secrets.html' title='Secrets'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RvCmFd9im8I/AAAAAAAABPg/LaCPmi6zZr4/s72-c/IMG_2072(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-7953161885309940498</id><published>2007-09-17T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:12:12.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love'/><title type='text'>I Love</title><content type='html'>I'm glad that &lt;a href="http://candacetodd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Candace&lt;/a&gt; reminded me....&lt;br /&gt;I love that we got to go visit Mom for her birthday.  I love that it feels like home when we are all together.  (I hate that not all of us were there, but this is a love list) That the cousins have fun together.  Sometimes crazy, loud fun but fun.  I love that Brandon loves Poppa. They all love Poppa but he is drawn to him.  I love that the weather is starting to cool off finally, I love our shared &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;journaling&lt;/span&gt; project that the kids and I have started....it is going to be PRICELESS!  I love that they love passing secret letters between the two of us.  I love to watch Lost.  We never watched it when it was on TV so we have just started the series.  I love to watch something good on TV.  I love that I got to visit with friends this weekend and attempt a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt;.  It was a good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-7953161885309940498?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/7953161885309940498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=7953161885309940498' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7953161885309940498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/7953161885309940498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-love.html' title='I Love'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-6533927854776423869</id><published>2007-09-17T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:00:30.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's got a new trick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ru9NUVYcn0I/AAAAAAAABPY/KQNzKUQDr-4/s1600-h/IMG_2065(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111389113821208386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ru9NUVYcn0I/AAAAAAAABPY/KQNzKUQDr-4/s320/IMG_2065(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and he's proud of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-6533927854776423869?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/6533927854776423869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=6533927854776423869' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6533927854776423869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6533927854776423869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/hes-got-new-trick.html' title='He&apos;s got a new trick'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ru9NUVYcn0I/AAAAAAAABPY/KQNzKUQDr-4/s72-c/IMG_2065(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-2014314266325781124</id><published>2007-09-14T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T13:06:16.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RuroMVYcnxI/AAAAAAAABPA/-mHkEnES6jk/s1600-h/IMG_1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110152025801006866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RuroMVYcnxI/AAAAAAAABPA/-mHkEnES6jk/s320/IMG_1997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RuroM1YcnyI/AAAAAAAABPI/-GbuzOxj7lw/s1600-h/IMG_2001(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110152034390941474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RuroM1YcnyI/AAAAAAAABPI/-GbuzOxj7lw/s320/IMG_2001(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These kids didn't let a dead battery stop them...they used their muscles! Actually I haven't charged up the battery in a really long time. Let's just say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; as a driver is a really scary thing. We'd kinda like to keep our patio furniture and the actual patio cover to remain attached to the house oh yeah and that brother of his....we sure would like him to stick around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ruro6VYcnzI/AAAAAAAABPQ/CXLD4RCKnIY/s1600-h/IMG_2022(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110152816074989362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Ruro6VYcnzI/AAAAAAAABPQ/CXLD4RCKnIY/s320/IMG_2022(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lauren and Kyle must think we live on a farm....they have high hopes for these peach pits.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;After all&lt;/span&gt;, they did get the pumpkin plants to grow and a random corn stalk.  Too bad the pumpkin plants scorched in the sun and they never reaped the rewards.  They are saving these for the back planter.  We'll see how they do.&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/15303691-2014314266325781124?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/2014314266325781124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=2014314266325781124' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2014314266325781124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2014314266325781124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RuroMVYcnxI/AAAAAAAABPA/-mHkEnES6jk/s72-c/IMG_1997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-4319316515376485726</id><published>2007-09-13T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T14:10:39.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So....</title><content type='html'>Thanks girls for all the recommendations. I called and scheduled an appointment with Dee next week. Wish me luck, I'm gonna need it.  Here's one of little Miss Mollie the only girl at play group.  She doesn't seem to mind though.  I have a few more.  I'll share later. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109798799100649218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rumm71YcnwI/AAAAAAAABO4/VMaUvY1DzkU/s320/IMG_1994color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-4319316515376485726?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/4319316515376485726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=4319316515376485726' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/4319316515376485726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/4319316515376485726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/so.html' title='So....'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rumm71YcnwI/AAAAAAAABO4/VMaUvY1DzkU/s72-c/IMG_1994color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-5212352460643302794</id><published>2007-09-11T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:18:00.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suggestions</title><content type='html'>I signed up for a gym membership awhile back.  I have not been once.  Why does that scene intimidate me?  Anyways during my sign up I added some personal training sessions.  Dee, the trainer they assigned me to, keeps calling and leaving messages.  I am avoiding her because really, she is gonna kick my butt!  After contemplating the sad state of affairs in relation to my saggy body, I know I need to start somewhere.  Making the cookies I am craving is not going to help.  I really want to lose some of the roll that now resides around my midsection.  I even thought that it might be fun to run.  I cannot believe I typed that.  How is running FUN?  Anyways because I have this avoidance issue with the gym, maybe I could do some sort of tape at home.  The only tape I know of is the old Jane Fonda that Mom used to do and we would crack up because she would say "Don't forget to breathe."  Who is gonna forget to breathe?  Anyways I don't want anything too serious where I won't be able to walk for a few days.  Maybe something to just get myself conditioned and moving and feeling like I can actually walk through the gym doors and do a serious workout.  So....what are your suggestions?  Let's hear em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we are suggesting things, I need a new book.  Finished up the Memory Keeper's Daughter.  Any good reads?  Thanks in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-5212352460643302794?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/5212352460643302794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=5212352460643302794' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5212352460643302794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5212352460643302794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/suggestions.html' title='Suggestions'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-2046458595830162177</id><published>2007-09-11T19:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T20:02:04.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily something'/><title type='text'>The Drop Off Routine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RudVJFYcnsI/AAAAAAAABOY/JFgNiqEl9Hc/s1600-h/IMG_1789(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109145916827016898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RudVJFYcnsI/AAAAAAAABOY/JFgNiqEl9Hc/s320/IMG_1789(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyday it's the same thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is a long goodbye in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once we have actually arrived at school,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the two big kids have to kiss everyone twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyle sometimes three.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then they go to the front of the car and wave at the two boys still strapped in their seats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; always reminds them and now it is part of the routine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brandon has started to join in the fun and it is quite cute&lt;br /&gt;to see him waving and smiling at the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice way to send them off each day I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-2046458595830162177?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/2046458595830162177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=2046458595830162177' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2046458595830162177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/2046458595830162177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/drop-off-routine.html' title='The Drop Off Routine'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RudVJFYcnsI/AAAAAAAABOY/JFgNiqEl9Hc/s72-c/IMG_1789(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-3695452920483609735</id><published>2007-09-10T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:30:38.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RuYJRiod8gI/AAAAAAAABN4/DOK8WfJTKg4/s1600-h/IMG_1833(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108781024257372674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RuYJRiod8gI/AAAAAAAABN4/DOK8WfJTKg4/s320/IMG_1833(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RuYJSCod8hI/AAAAAAAABOA/v5vBLqyRyeM/s1600-h/IMG_1837(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108781032847307282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RuYJSCod8hI/AAAAAAAABOA/v5vBLqyRyeM/s320/IMG_1837(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Palm Mortuary has a display of 3,000 American Flags to represent those killed in 9/11.  It is a tragically beautiful display.  Each flag has a card with a name of a person, age, where they were located during the event and a brief couple of sentences about them.  Overwhelming to see...it was just a sea of flags.  Once in the middle, I was surrounded not able to see the end, and at the same time not able to capture the volume.  Sad to know that the flags represented people.  It was a very visual reminder and I am a visual gal.  I need to take Lauren down there before the month is up.  She had no idea, what the significance of tomorrow's date was.  She was a preschooler and I distinctly remember driving her to school that morning after watching the news.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Unbelievable&lt;/span&gt;!  I cannot believe it has been so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a ton of pictures, I was trying to do my assignment.  I totally overexposed the second one.  Ironically, I like how the flags are positioned best in that one.  Not what I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;envisioning&lt;/span&gt; for a final outcome, but I kinda like the funkiness of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-3695452920483609735?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/3695452920483609735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=3695452920483609735' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3695452920483609735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/3695452920483609735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/tribute.html' title='Tribute'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RuYJRiod8gI/AAAAAAAABN4/DOK8WfJTKg4/s72-c/IMG_1833(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-5120764589277493120</id><published>2007-09-10T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T12:27:17.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big School Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RuWXTiod8fI/AAAAAAAABNw/EcTdXHKA1Gk/s1600-h/IMG_1778CB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108655714291544562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RuWXTiod8fI/AAAAAAAABNw/EcTdXHKA1Gk/s400/IMG_1778CB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's been so long I don't know where to begin.... all week when I was without my computer, I had lots to blog about in my head, and now nothing. Instead of catching up I'll start with this picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; on his first day of Preschool. He gets up each morning and dresses himself, which is no surprise since he has to do EVERYTHING by himself. To the extreme. I have never had a child who has been so independent and insists upon doing small everyday things (like turning on lights, and opening the garage door) all by himself. If you interrupt the process by touching his head, or talking to him, or heaven forbid doing it....he has to clear it. Go back through and redo everything. So annoying! Anyways, he chose his outfit. I talked him into bringing his "library backpack" and he was happy to go until we got there. Then it was serious freak out!! When I went to get him he was a little chatterbox in the backseat. He couldn't wait to go back the next day. Halfway through telling me about his day he said, "Mom how was your day at school?" We filled him in on the things that Brandon and I did while he was at school. We have a little playgroup scheduled for the kids that are carpooled to preschool. That is going to be so good for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;. He hardly misses the big kids and he feels important because he goes to school too. Ever since he's been going to playgroup he will randomly say "Mom, Can I have a friend over?" And so it begins...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-5120764589277493120?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/5120764589277493120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=5120764589277493120' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5120764589277493120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/5120764589277493120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/big-school-boy.html' title='Big School Boy'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RuWXTiod8fI/AAAAAAAABNw/EcTdXHKA1Gk/s72-c/IMG_1778CB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-6040055961048932744</id><published>2007-09-09T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T07:37:51.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back....</title><content type='html'>5 days without my computer!  Geek Squad cleaned it up and gave me a new CD/DVD drive.  Still trying to work out all the kinks.  Be back later tonight with an update.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-6040055961048932744?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/6040055961048932744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=6040055961048932744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6040055961048932744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6040055961048932744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back....'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-8042556664374757767</id><published>2007-09-03T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:56:37.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah, Blah, Blah, BLAH</title><content type='html'>feeling a bit unmotivated as of late...&lt;br /&gt;Been on some sort of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;decluttering&lt;/span&gt;/reorganizing kick.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;decluttering&lt;/span&gt; helps me clear my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Right now my body is too tired to appreciate the organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sit down this weekend to scrapbook...&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it has been SO LONG that I didn't really know what to do?&lt;br /&gt;I was stuck creatively. Could not do it.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; isn't my thing anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;overwhelmed&lt;/span&gt; with the amount of photos I need to print&lt;br /&gt;and stories I need to tell, that I am avoiding it.&lt;br /&gt;Case point, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; never knew about his surgery when he was 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't know that he had stitches.&lt;br /&gt;He was very excited to see the photos and for me to tell him about that day.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I didn't journal about it or scrap it at the time because it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;traumatic&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;but it's been 3 years. You'd think I'd at least have the photos in an album for him to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna worry too much about it.&lt;br /&gt;I scrap because I enjoy it....or did enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;I really need to invest in some albums to just display pictures and pull when I feel like scrapping.  I L&lt;a href="http://twopeasinabucket.kaboose.com/cg_main.asp?cmd=display&amp;seed_id=23747"&gt;OVE this idea for scrapping&lt;/a&gt;....not limiting myself to one paper size. I really enjoy doing smaller pages. I did buy all the page protectors to start this.....maybe I just lack motivation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought some supplies (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bookboard&lt;/span&gt; and paper to cover the outside from Paper Source) for the school album I mentioned a couple of posts back. That is going to seriously clear out a bunch of paper under my bed. I get excited about those types of projects because they have a beginning and end and a real purpose.  Not too much thinking involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storytelling part is important to me. The everyday life. This blog helps me in that area. I feel like I am documenting the stuff of our life. I liked &lt;a href="http://aliedwards.typepad.com/_a_/daily_something/index.html"&gt;Ali Edwards' daily something idea&lt;/a&gt;. Really liked it. Thought I want to do that....but who am I kidding? I don't have the time for the creating part. I guess that's what holds me back. Just thinking out loud.....what if I did a &lt;em&gt;daily something &lt;/em&gt;here. Probably wouldn't be daily because really who could be that committed? But occasionally a &lt;em&gt;daily something &lt;/em&gt;to remember the little stories of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just maybe I'll get out of my creative rut.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I don't I'll have gobs of photos and the stories to go along with them...&lt;br /&gt;and isn't that what scrapbooking is all about?&lt;br /&gt;Won't you join me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-8042556664374757767?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/8042556664374757767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=8042556664374757767' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8042556664374757767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/8042556664374757767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/09/blah-blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah, Blah, Blah, BLAH'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-9016512478445299932</id><published>2007-08-31T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T21:39:43.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wendy Schulz assignments'/><title type='text'>Assignment 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RtjrpSod8dI/AAAAAAAABNg/bLcM7V1xtLg/s1600-h/IMG_1662(2)R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105089272233193938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RtjrpSod8dI/AAAAAAAABNg/bLcM7V1xtLg/s400/IMG_1662(2)R.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rtjrpiod8eI/AAAAAAAABNo/KNWtlDdnw3s/s1600-h/IMG_1698(2)R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105089276528161250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/Rtjrpiod8eI/AAAAAAAABNo/KNWtlDdnw3s/s400/IMG_1698(2)R.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got to work a bit with aperture this time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;learned a lot that I didn't know or realize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mainly that you don't have to shoot with your aperture wide open in order to get a nice blur in the background....bike f1.8, hydrant f11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still chewing on some of the info.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoping to add to my knowledge base and put it into practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a couple of my favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15303691-9016512478445299932?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/9016512478445299932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=9016512478445299932' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/9016512478445299932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/9016512478445299932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/08/assignment-3.html' title='Assignment 3'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RtjrpSod8dI/AAAAAAAABNg/bLcM7V1xtLg/s72-c/IMG_1662(2)R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15303691.post-6235747167925674957</id><published>2007-08-30T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:04:45.518-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love'/><title type='text'>I Love...</title><content type='html'>* That I finished my assignment for my photo class before my chat tonight. Was feeling pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;overwhelmed&lt;/span&gt; by all the information that is coming my way. Not feeling any photo love lately. Feel much better after the one on one chat tonight....ready to pick up the camera tomorrow and try some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Honey Bunches of Oats. I have never in my life tasted this cereal. It is pure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yumminess&lt;/span&gt;. I have purchased it on occasion for others in the family, but it was just sitting there tonight, and sometimes a bowl of cereal is just the snack a girl needs at night. Tried it SO HAPPY I did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* That the kids got to sleep before 9:30 tonight. We are getting back into the routine. LOVE that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Found &lt;a href="http://afmwords.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-thought-for-years-now-about-how.html"&gt;this wonderful school album idea &lt;/a&gt;for storing school papers and things. I need to try that or file it away for a time when I have more time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HaHa&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* That Kyle finally decided that he wants to do some wrestling. Signed him up for a class at the YMCA. Happy that he's happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* That Steve went out and bought a basketball and hoop because Kyle has been upset that he doesn't know how to play. He wants to play at school, but doesn't think he's good enough. Steve took him to Target last night. Made his night! He is so excited and I hope that he feels more confident after playing at home for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RteuYyod8bI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ykRhpzsDWmQ/s1600-h/IMG_1727(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104740443579347378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RteuYyod8bI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ykRhpzsDWmQ/s320/IMG_1727(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* That Lauren is practicing her piano without any nagging from me. That she almost knows how to play Book of Mormon Stories for the upcoming Primary Program. That is so cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* That the weather is beginning to cool off. Fall is my favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* That I have a date for tomorrow night....no plans yet, but a date!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* That I got the Primary newsletter done before Saturday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* That it is a three day weekend....hoping to maybe take a little family excursion (Mt. Charleston or Red Rock?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* This photo of Brandon (Lauren put name tags on the boys, part of her playing school routine) It is so him...dirty toes, chunky little thighs and his tongue sticking out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RteuYiod8aI/AAAAAAAABNI/j2P4vkAPGY8/s1600-h/IMG_1719(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104740439284380066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RteuYiod8aI/AAAAAAAABNI/j2P4vkAPGY8/s320/IMG_1719(2).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/15303691-6235747167925674957?l=heatherabbott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/feeds/6235747167925674957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15303691&amp;postID=6235747167925674957' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6235747167925674957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15303691/posts/default/6235747167925674957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heatherabbott.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-love_30.html' title='I Love...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02865627427830984212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RmCTRXzKVkI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nP7eONY7JPc/s200/IMG_9719(4).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ziRL7i9Fa4U/RteuYyod8bI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ykRhpzsDWmQ/s72-c/IMG_1727(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
