<?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-6440229981284861601</id><updated>2012-01-07T09:55:05.532-08:00</updated><category term='New Year'/><category term='New Blog'/><title type='text'>It's Because I'm the Mom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-7261599202176112781</id><published>2012-01-07T09:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:55:05.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little No More</title><content type='html'>Little Girl is not so little anymore. Today is her ninth birthday.  She is such an angel and can be such a devil. She keeps me on my toes and keeps me laughing!  Happy birthday E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5694950128059121842'&gt;&lt;img src='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zY7P63CfA5k/TwiG9-SHgLI/AAAAAAAAAdI/oljIKBqox7U/s288/1.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-7261599202176112781?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/7261599202176112781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-no-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/7261599202176112781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/7261599202176112781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-no-more.html' title='Little No More'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zY7P63CfA5k/TwiG9-SHgLI/AAAAAAAAAdI/oljIKBqox7U/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-5211785924098703258</id><published>2011-09-09T18:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T18:05:11.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangers of Dance</title><content type='html'>Big girl started dance team last week. She was so excited to see all her friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at class while practicing some leaps she landed with a thud. Her foot was hurt. She iced it a few minutes and tried to rejoin class. It was soon apparent she wouldn't be leaping anymore that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was still swollen and complaining this morning I decided to bring her in to the doctor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5650530718779526882'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-zhWBeHYv-H0/Tmq3wD1JTuI/AAAAAAAAAc8/zWVF3UvD7Yc/s288/1.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to x-ray!  Had fun driving (and crashing into things in her new wheels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short...dance career is on hold. 5th metatarsal fracture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5650530732628419458'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-XWT5Z_ZsnDI/Tmq3w3a-o4I/AAAAAAAAAdA/06eszF4rm4I/s288/3.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temporary splint. Going to orthopedist next week to see if it needs to be braced or casted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5650530740051427762'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-KnO_xzQovg8/Tmq3xTEwwbI/AAAAAAAAAdE/6kV4y8ipTcY/s288/4.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Big Girl can giggle her way through treatment for a broken foot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-5211785924098703258?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5211785924098703258/comments/default' 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url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-zhWBeHYv-H0/Tmq3wD1JTuI/AAAAAAAAAc8/zWVF3UvD7Yc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-8485809704142670011</id><published>2011-08-11T12:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:36:10.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Ribbon Fair!</title><content type='html'>Big girl did great at fair. 4 blue ribbon photographs. 1 was champion of her division and 2 were selected to go to state fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5639684456438409490'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Ea9y1v020tg/TkQvIf9NqRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/rFsCfGTIJDI/s288/1.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 blue ribbons for sewing and 1 selected for state fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5639684469114025314'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-haD-myRFBbc/TkQvJPLUNWI/AAAAAAAAAcw/lJgiGdTMK14/s288/2.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 blue ribbon for table setting.Harry Potter theme,of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5639684481964590114'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-D-bRcXFYhP4/TkQvJ_DIRCI/AAAAAAAAAc0/RCrCs51ED0w/s288/3.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 1 blue ribbon for Iron Chef- Battle Frozen Blueberries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5639684489229605314'&gt;&lt;img 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type='text'>My daughter's Obsession</title><content type='html'>It's time to get ready for fair! Both girls are in 4-H and entering items into the fair. No farm animals, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little girl is a cloverbud and as such, can only display her work and not really compete. She took photography this year. When it cane time to decide what pictures she wanted to take to fair she chose...what else? Star Wars Legos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5634608311879327202"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-MFVKfxsu1sU/TjImZ_4H3eI/AAAAAAAAAck/HlfKziV3Sdw/s288/0.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5634608319970198178"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-bWYKjhHqc1w/TjImaeBIwqI/AAAAAAAAAco/hADUJ-8uyjg/s288/1.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of the pics... Too cute,right?  I think it will be a hit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogpress_location"&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/6440229981284861601-5776612107808854422?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5776612107808854422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-daughter-obsession.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5776612107808854422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5776612107808854422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-daughter-obsession.html' title='My daughter&amp;#39;s Obsession'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-MFVKfxsu1sU/TjImZ_4H3eI/AAAAAAAAAck/HlfKziV3Sdw/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-2604634472406896616</id><published>2011-07-24T21:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T21:03:55.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to Camp!</title><content type='html'>Big girl is off to camp today. So cute with her backpack that weighs as much as she does!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately it's about 25 degrees cooler at camp than at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks a little chilly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing her already and little girl will start day camp tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will I do with my days?&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't get too bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5633135796573095874'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-zrnM0vamNWM/TizrKU5Gx8I/AAAAAAAAAcg/Atgn8emKTyw/s288/0.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-2604634472406896616?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/2604634472406896616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/07/off-to-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/2604634472406896616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/2604634472406896616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/07/off-to-camp.html' title='Off to Camp!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-zrnM0vamNWM/TizrKU5Gx8I/AAAAAAAAAcg/Atgn8emKTyw/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-3884539581371986367</id><published>2011-07-23T18:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T09:07:56.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blueberry Season!</title><content type='html'>The girls and I visited our local blueberry u-pick today. We always have fun picking and the season is short. Little girls bucket always weighs a little light but luckily they don't weigh the kids before and after picking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5632729474383248098"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Jy4SCp_KcpQ/Tit5nQx8euI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/C6GC7tnIDMc/s288/0.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the price...$5.00 for 4.5 lbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5632729500968336386"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Bso3OdmViyo/Tit5oz0UvAI/AAAAAAAAAcU/BHsV_y5F6yk/s288/1.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and made a pie right away for my big girl since she's going to be gone a WHOLE WEEK for camp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5632729521229177554"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-k4LHx9z4neA/Tit5p_S4otI/AAAAAAAAAcY/BprPfpQAszs/s288/2.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/103422695550770002290/BloggerPictures?authkey=Gv1sRgCOjnm7Kn2O-hyAE#5632729550232604466"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-W8hPPsuc1kw/Tit5rrV1zzI/AAAAAAAAAcc/JoKdvBYSxd4/s288/3.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful!  If only I ate blueberries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogpress_location"&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/6440229981284861601-3884539581371986367?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/3884539581371986367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/07/blueberry-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/3884539581371986367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/3884539581371986367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/07/blueberry-season.html' title='Blueberry Season!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Jy4SCp_KcpQ/Tit5nQx8euI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/C6GC7tnIDMc/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-5876355282143587051</id><published>2011-07-23T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T16:09:46.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWAGGER WAGON</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ql-N3F1FhW4?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought this was a hilarious video...kinda makes me wish I still had a mini-van....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-5876355282143587051?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5876355282143587051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/07/swagger-wagon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5876355282143587051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5876355282143587051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/07/swagger-wagon.html' title='SWAGGER WAGON'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ql-N3F1FhW4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-957902338086949138</id><published>2011-05-06T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T10:23:50.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POTTER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm finally getting around to posting some pictures of Big Girl and My trip to Orlando!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LynHzgUciQ4/TbIvrbWJfnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/5HajOSdRIh8/s1600/SAM_0046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LynHzgUciQ4/TbIvrbWJfnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/5HajOSdRIh8/s320/SAM_0046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our first look at Hogsmeade&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TD9pGPU5f3k/TbIrcK29T2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/MQ_tpQccRCU/s1600/SAM_0049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TD9pGPU5f3k/TbIrcK29T2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/MQ_tpQccRCU/s320/SAM_0049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fish and Chips and Butterbeer at The Three Broomsticks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The butterbeer was delicious!&amp;nbsp; All the food and drinks in The Wizarding World of Harry Potter are authentic to the books...no diet coke here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4P5nZly9zQ/TbIr_a9AQpI/AAAAAAAAAbM/HWXVog1Md48/s1600/SAM_0085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4P5nZly9zQ/TbIr_a9AQpI/AAAAAAAAAbM/HWXVog1Md48/s320/SAM_0085.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The town of Hogsmeade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zczi-n1VsOg/TbIsnpKdohI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/72FvJ9SlWrk/s1600/SAM_0087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zczi-n1VsOg/TbIsnpKdohI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/72FvJ9SlWrk/s320/SAM_0087.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Big Girl was chosen by Olivander at the wand shop.&amp;nbsp; She got to be part of the magic when her wand "chose her".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zcspzPEG2ZI/TbItOIyAVtI/AAAAAAAAAbU/iINauvbItAY/s1600/SAM_0091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zcspzPEG2ZI/TbItOIyAVtI/AAAAAAAAAbU/iINauvbItAY/s320/SAM_0091.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Got to see the Hogwart's Express and meet the conductor.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L9rmTsATc0k/TbIt19ltNaI/AAAAAAAAAbY/osBIcACYkIo/s1600/SAM_0106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L9rmTsATc0k/TbIt19ltNaI/AAAAAAAAAbY/osBIcACYkIo/s320/SAM_0106.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hogwarts!&amp;nbsp; Just as I imagined it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oaMBATc8Bn0/TbIubU52oFI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Udmg_M3Rrlw/s1600/SAM_0053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oaMBATc8Bn0/TbIubU52oFI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Udmg_M3Rrlw/s320/SAM_0053.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hermione's gown for the Yule Ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-06r2EMRvqdE/TbIvAa67A_I/AAAAAAAAAbg/JN18_5QABi0/s1600/SAM_0060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-06r2EMRvqdE/TbIvAa67A_I/AAAAAAAAAbg/JN18_5QABi0/s320/SAM_0060.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Big Girl rode the Dragon's Challenge 4 times.&amp;nbsp; I waited in baby swap...I'm not crazy! Or I'm a big wuss. Can't decide which.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gZYyigw89o4/TbIwTGKEyhI/AAAAAAAAAbo/moTDbPfCgtY/s1600/SAM_0066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gZYyigw89o4/TbIwTGKEyhI/AAAAAAAAAbo/moTDbPfCgtY/s320/SAM_0066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Entrance to Dragon's Challenge.&amp;nbsp; We were Team Potter, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kJ8_ti45x4U/TbIw43yCAcI/AAAAAAAAAbs/2Y0GPGXAncQ/s1600/SAM_0067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kJ8_ti45x4U/TbIw43yCAcI/AAAAAAAAAbs/2Y0GPGXAncQ/s320/SAM_0067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is another view of Hogwarts...statues of Warthogs?&amp;nbsp; There is a great ride/tour inside.&amp;nbsp; A little scary but I managed...I might have closed my eyes a little bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vx41XE3Mo74/TbI0szVjrdI/AAAAAAAAAcE/nnKCgI4Ccpk/s1600/SAM_0059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vx41XE3Mo74/TbI0szVjrdI/AAAAAAAAAcE/nnKCgI4Ccpk/s320/SAM_0059.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is the Boar's Head Pub.&amp;nbsp; I had a Boar's Head ale.&amp;nbsp; Not a beer fan and this was pretty strong stuff.&amp;nbsp; Had to get the cool souvenir mug, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0_cKM-QsfbU/TbI0GWbfuHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/oLfxyTXtbYQ/s1600/SAM_0061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0_cKM-QsfbU/TbI0GWbfuHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/oLfxyTXtbYQ/s320/SAM_0061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh, yeah! We did some other stuff at Universal.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;We pretty much had the Universal park to ourselves since everyone was over at Harry Potter in Islands of Adventure...Donkey was HILARIOUS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLMDGNcbFsM/TbIxji3jatI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2UsDuDI3dS8/s1600/SAM_0118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLMDGNcbFsM/TbIxji3jatI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2UsDuDI3dS8/s320/SAM_0118.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We loved Jurassic Park.&amp;nbsp; Made it look like a separate theme park like we'd stepped into the movie.&amp;nbsp; Very fun.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2z-cXnd6Lo/TbIyx508IwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Tma0oN6wN64/s1600/SAM_0080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j2z-cXnd6Lo/TbIyx508IwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Tma0oN6wN64/s320/SAM_0080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Universal has really come a long way with their shows.&amp;nbsp; Very fun and realistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_MKWxksWMU/TbIyLS83w0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/sGFlQOVxWTU/s1600/SAM_0113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_MKWxksWMU/TbIyLS83w0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/sGFlQOVxWTU/s320/SAM_0113.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But then it was time to hurry on back to Harry Potter...That is why we flew across the entire country!&amp;nbsp; Had a great time.&amp;nbsp; Highly recommend if you are a fan of Harry Potter.&amp;nbsp; Next time, though we would stay at Disney World and take a shuttle over there for a day.&amp;nbsp; A day is plenty of time if you go in the off-season.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Really appreciate Hubby for sending us and staying with Little Girl (who is not a fan of Harry or flying or hotels or leaving the house...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The only thing he was jealous of is the butterbeer so he found me a recipe online.&amp;nbsp; It was ALMOST as good as the real thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Recipe for Butterbeer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/333367/harry_potter_top_10_butterbeer_recipes.html&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZB8lkd8Q-o/TbIzdeYgg6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/wQgKX_XZNZ4/s1600/SAM_0110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZB8lkd8Q-o/TbIzdeYgg6I/AAAAAAAAAb8/wQgKX_XZNZ4/s320/SAM_0110.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-957902338086949138?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/957902338086949138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/05/potter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/957902338086949138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/957902338086949138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/05/potter.html' title='POTTER!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LynHzgUciQ4/TbIvrbWJfnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/5HajOSdRIh8/s72-c/SAM_0046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-1975233617103547791</id><published>2011-04-22T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T18:22:53.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy No-Braces Day!</title><content type='html'>Little Girl got her braces off!&amp;nbsp; I was more excited than her, I think...No more brushing and flossing between 7 million braces twice a day!!!YEA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PgRsilqQ9qc/TbIn17_jPEI/AAAAAAAAAa8/sibx4oe18PA/s1600/SAM_0163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PgRsilqQ9qc/TbIn17_jPEI/AAAAAAAAAa8/sibx4oe18PA/s320/SAM_0163.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Gotta Love those freckles!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kg_I4CME6dA/TbIosiUnmTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/1I2Jx-iZ8Ng/s1600/IMG_0301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kg_I4CME6dA/TbIosiUnmTI/AAAAAAAAAbE/1I2Jx-iZ8Ng/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;First Item on the Agenda ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;BUBBLE GUM!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e0f811P9UTg/TbIohLt7CeI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wOEgoua_I_k/s1600/SAM_0164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e0f811P9UTg/TbIohLt7CeI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wOEgoua_I_k/s320/SAM_0164.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-1975233617103547791?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/1975233617103547791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-no-braces-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/1975233617103547791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/1975233617103547791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-no-braces-day.html' title='Happy No-Braces Day!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PgRsilqQ9qc/TbIn17_jPEI/AAAAAAAAAa8/sibx4oe18PA/s72-c/SAM_0163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-4617972781003427923</id><published>2011-03-01T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T09:15:00.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance, Dance, Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls had another dance recital.&amp;nbsp; This time I took them to get their hair done at the salon...so cute.&amp;nbsp; They were outstanding, as usual.&amp;nbsp; These are their hip hop outfits...don't know what happend to their jazz pics but those were also pretty cute.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Super Stars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Big Girl was in the homeschool spelling bee in our town.&amp;nbsp; This is the first year she was old enough and was very excited.&amp;nbsp; She didn't study that much and I knew she would be up against kids much older so I wasn't sure how far she would get.&amp;nbsp; She was up against 9 other kids from 5th to 8th grade.&amp;nbsp; She beat out all the younger kids until it was her and two 8th graders standing...they went several rounds before Big Girl made a mistake on ACQUAINTANCE (did I spell that right?)&amp;nbsp; She actually knew how to spell it but forgot a letter...Bummer.&amp;nbsp; Still, she got third place her first time out and spelled a bunch of words that I got wrong as I spelled along with her.&amp;nbsp; What a smarty-pants!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She'll get 'em next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-t2F4iHD4Njk/TWkzCh0LfzI/AAAAAAAAAao/82_Sj45JORE/s1600/SAM_0035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-t2F4iHD4Njk/TWkzCh0LfzI/AAAAAAAAAao/82_Sj45JORE/s320/SAM_0035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/6440229981284861601-5919065022731881763?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5919065022731881763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/02/spelling-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5919065022731881763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5919065022731881763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/02/spelling-bee.html' title='Spelling Bee'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-t2F4iHD4Njk/TWkzCh0LfzI/AAAAAAAAAao/82_Sj45JORE/s72-c/SAM_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-671864506698808647</id><published>2011-02-26T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T09:01:47.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tug-O-War</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Big Girl got to play with the lions at homeschool zoo school!&amp;nbsp; Amazing how strong this guy is.&amp;nbsp; Took Big Girl and 5 or 6 adults to come close to being a fair battle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c0576e86c2f20700" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc0576e86c2f20700%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330083872%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6D327774E75D43E38E9DB651B20E67501FB531B2.39850F623F41D8E7B75A88432E9B31F6181F901B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc0576e86c2f20700%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dzj_3qU95B4JHXc-oX1pZNxFwqnM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc0576e86c2f20700%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330083872%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6D327774E75D43E38E9DB651B20E67501FB531B2.39850F623F41D8E7B75A88432E9B31F6181F901B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc0576e86c2f20700%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dzj_3qU95B4JHXc-oX1pZNxFwqnM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-671864506698808647?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/671864506698808647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/02/tug-o-war.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/671864506698808647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/671864506698808647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/02/tug-o-war.html' title='Tug-O-War'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-5168983554180412623</id><published>2011-01-26T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T09:38:57.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk-Salin'</title><content type='html'>Me and the girls went Junk-Salin' Saturday.&amp;nbsp; I don't call it Garage-Saling because...well, that's obvious.&amp;nbsp; Ever optomistic, several Saturdays a year the girls get their loose change in their little purses and head out to find that elusive bargain.&amp;nbsp; More often than not we head home dejected with nothing more than a wasted morning.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes the girls are determined to bring home SOMETHING and so spend their hard-earned allowance or tooth-fairy money on a dollar-store trinket or some disgusting slobbered-upon stuffed animal&amp;nbsp;--BLECH!&amp;nbsp; These items usually get placed in a pile for OUR future garage sale pretty quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this was OUR DAY.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily found a much-longed for pillow pal for 3 bucks.&amp;nbsp; I had previously refused to buy a pillow pal for 30 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah got a great deal on an IPOD alarm clock.&amp;nbsp; 5 bucks!&amp;nbsp; She even bargained and got them to come down from $10...that's my girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my best deal on a hand-made chest.&amp;nbsp; The girls are planning to redecorate their play-room into a gaming/media room and this will be made into a toy chest/bench for that room.&amp;nbsp; I am planning on making a cushion for when they need extra seating.&amp;nbsp; 5 bucks people! We also found some cute girl clothes for Emily, a purse from Macy's with the tags still on and a couple of other things.&amp;nbsp; Success was OURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess we'll keep on Junkin'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-5168983554180412623?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5168983554180412623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/06/junk-salin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5168983554180412623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5168983554180412623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/06/junk-salin.html' title='Junk-Salin&apos;'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-6184532741088641807</id><published>2011-01-05T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T12:06:40.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Towels and A Great Deal</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have been wanting a good set of towels since I got married eleven years ago.&amp;nbsp; I have purchased many a towel over the years which I had high hopes for.&amp;nbsp; Towels that looked oh, so lovely in the store. Plush, vibrant color, surely THIS towel will not let me down...Only to be disappointed soon after.&amp;nbsp; I don't know how many times I have put a new towel into the washing machine, a beautiful, soft towel, and later pull out a faded, un-raveling mess.&amp;nbsp; I get out my scissors and start giving my new towels a trim...Boo Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after returning a few things to Land's End who's return policy is "GUARANTEED. PERIOD."&amp;nbsp; I got to thinking...buy me some towels and if they are crappy towels...RETURN...GUARANTEED...!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ever looking for me a great deal since these towels are not cheap, I cashed in some of my credit card miles for a gift card and put some towels in my virtual&amp;nbsp;shopping cart.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But...I went over my gift card amount...bummer.&amp;nbsp; So, I figured there must be a way to google me some free shipping or something.&amp;nbsp; Found me a code for free shipping and bought me a set of $200 towels for $19.00!!!! Can't wait to get them and see if they hold up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so inspired by my saving, I'll have to take my coupons to the Safeway, later.&amp;nbsp; Did anyone see the TLC show "Extreme Couponing"?&amp;nbsp; It was awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-6184532741088641807?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/6184532741088641807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-towels-and-great-deal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6184532741088641807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6184532741088641807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-towels-and-great-deal.html' title='New Towels and A Great Deal'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-6206915168660074189</id><published>2010-12-22T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T10:06:22.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Ready</title><content type='html'>Well, we are all ready for Christmas around here.&amp;nbsp; I was lucky enought this year that the girls did not have big lists made out.&amp;nbsp; They both wanted new daybeds.&amp;nbsp; DONE! And they wanted new clothes.&amp;nbsp; Big girl grows out of her clothes every other week anyway.&amp;nbsp; I'll probably have to return the clothes the day after Christmas since I bought them a couple of weeks ago and she's probably already grown out of them.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are NO toys under the tree this year!&amp;nbsp; The girls have decided they are too big for toys.&amp;nbsp;There are a couple of video games, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a quiet dinner and present-opening on Christmas Eve this year as Daddy is working on Christmas Day.&amp;nbsp; The first time since we have had kids.&amp;nbsp; They are dissapointed but what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to be done with Christmas but now what to do for Little Girl's Jan. birthday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-6206915168660074189?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/6206915168660074189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-ready.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6206915168660074189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6206915168660074189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-ready.html' title='Christmas Ready'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-8897716113942035362</id><published>2010-12-04T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T16:06:13.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of An Era</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted for a while because we have been having a few issues around here.&amp;nbsp;We have had to make a few changes.&lt;br /&gt;Little girl has been going through some emotional problems.&amp;nbsp; For the past several months she has had some anxiety and anger issues.&amp;nbsp; The tantrums and fits usually, but not always occur at night. We&amp;nbsp;can't take trips anymore.&amp;nbsp; We had to return from a trip to Washington in the middle of the night because she was screaming and throwing a fit (she is seven). We&amp;nbsp;even had to leave in a rush from her grandparent's house on Thanksgiving day&amp;nbsp; (BEFORE DESSERT!)&amp;nbsp; Her dad and I have tried everything in the book to try to help her and to&amp;nbsp;fix this problem including various forms of punishments and positive reinforcements.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, her problems have&amp;nbsp;just seemed to escalate over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thanksgiving week&amp;nbsp;at her Nana's house was the worst episode yet, resulting in my taking her to see her doctor on Friday. Her doctor, usually conservative, had a few suggestions and&amp;nbsp;also implied that we might know more about whether she had a simple behavior problem or something more serious if we could compare her home vs. school behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home-schooling has been going very well.&amp;nbsp; She does her schoolwork quickly and easily and is well above grade level in all her subjects.&amp;nbsp;But despite her doing very well academically, her dad and I have discussed several times in the past putting her into school for the social aspect and for the energy-burning aspect simply because of her behavior issues. (And, let's be honest, to give me a break from her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after much heart-breaking deliberation, we decided to put her in school for a while.&amp;nbsp;We are hoping she will be active and engaged for a larger part of her day and if nothing else, be too tired to throw fits at night.&amp;nbsp;I enrolled her on Wednesday&amp;nbsp;before I could change my mind ( I changed my mind Wednesday night) and she started on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sobbed the entire&amp;nbsp;day. I sobbed in front of the secretary. I sobbed in front of the cafeteria lady, I sobbed in front of the teacher.&amp;nbsp; Big girl thought I was nuts.&amp;nbsp; I think she enjoyed the peace and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, so good.&amp;nbsp;She loved her first day of school. She liked her teacher and made some friends.&amp;nbsp;She went to bed with NO issues last night...the first time in&amp;nbsp;a very long time.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if this is going to be a solution or not&amp;nbsp; but we are hoping and we are certainly hoping to return her to homeschool someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-8897716113942035362?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/8897716113942035362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/12/end-of-era.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/8897716113942035362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/8897716113942035362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/12/end-of-era.html' title='End of An Era'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-5431352922962706988</id><published>2010-11-05T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T13:21:45.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do You Socialize Your Children?</title><content type='html'>Boy, have I had THIS conversation before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/GjOXT_KSFhA/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GjOXT_KSFhA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GjOXT_KSFhA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-5431352922962706988?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5431352922962706988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-do-you-socialize-your-children.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5431352922962706988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5431352922962706988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-do-you-socialize-your-children.html' title='How Do You Socialize Your Children?'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-3426123543072437480</id><published>2010-11-02T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T13:22:40.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Cuties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TNBu-D0VXEI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/NeadQu5SP1I/s1600/IMG_2280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TNBu-D0VXEI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/NeadQu5SP1I/s320/IMG_2280.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Halloween was&amp;nbsp;a big success around here.&amp;nbsp; Big girl was a greek goddess...we could never pin down which one...She is a big fan of the Percy Jackson books.&amp;nbsp; We figure she's a cross between Athena and Aphrodite. I made the costume...bet you didn't know I was soooo talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TNBvnbQ0B_I/AAAAAAAAAaU/vvTLWdD_SCg/s1600/IMG_2282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TNBvnbQ0B_I/AAAAAAAAAaU/vvTLWdD_SCg/s320/IMG_2282.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little girl was Hanna Montana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hanna must not be popular this year.&amp;nbsp; I didn't see another one out there. I did not make this one but I did make the belt and found the matching gloves at Claires.&amp;nbsp; The wig was a huge pain!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TNBwJJtjL1I/AAAAAAAAAaY/WAW3_mXEm_4/s1600/IMG_2281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TNBwJJtjL1I/AAAAAAAAAaY/WAW3_mXEm_4/s320/IMG_2281.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The girls were lucky their Daddy got off work early to take them...he has a lot more patience and goes as long as they want to.&amp;nbsp; They walked for hours until people started turning out their lights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TNBwomNj8sI/AAAAAAAAAac/N8JurGNrN_U/s1600/IMG_2285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TNBwomNj8sI/AAAAAAAAAac/N8JurGNrN_U/s320/IMG_2285.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had a great time handing out candy.&amp;nbsp; Handfuls for the babies and little cuties, one candy for stinkin' teenagers who are too old to be scamming for candy (One of my pet peeves).&amp;nbsp; Anyway, everyone had a good time.&amp;nbsp;Love the holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-3426123543072437480?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/3426123543072437480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-cuties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/3426123543072437480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/3426123543072437480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-cuties.html' title='Halloween Cuties'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TNBu-D0VXEI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/NeadQu5SP1I/s72-c/IMG_2280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-4686885551625578806</id><published>2010-11-02T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T13:00:55.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Love</title><content type='html'>Finally found a new car! It's a Mercedes SUV.&amp;nbsp; It's awesome...Very gadgety.&amp;nbsp; I do love the gadgets!&amp;nbsp; Here's a pic.&amp;nbsp; It has leather seats, which I don't care for but these leather seats are not so bad...we'll see in the summer, though.&amp;nbsp; The kids love it, too...lots of outlets for their electronics.&amp;nbsp; I love the automatic lights and wipers.&amp;nbsp; I can learn to live without the electronic sliding doors...I've become one of those people who park a mile away from the store so little girl doesn't bang into someone else's car (and okay, so no one bangs into me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TNBsPYk08CI/AAAAAAAAAaM/CvQgAUI0OIc/s1600/IMG_2287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TNBsPYk08CI/AAAAAAAAAaM/CvQgAUI0OIc/s320/IMG_2287.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-4686885551625578806?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/4686885551625578806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-new-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4686885551625578806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4686885551625578806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-new-love.html' title='My New Love'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TNBsPYk08CI/AAAAAAAAAaM/CvQgAUI0OIc/s72-c/IMG_2287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-587456127776535173</id><published>2010-10-18T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T07:49:46.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death of a Honda</title><content type='html'>We have recently experienced a loss in the family.&amp;nbsp; It was not altogether unexpected.&amp;nbsp; She was getting on in years.&amp;nbsp;The loss still hurts, though.&amp;nbsp; She will be sorely missed.&amp;nbsp; Poor, poor Honda!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whyyyyy!!!!?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am car-less.&amp;nbsp; A pedestrian.&amp;nbsp; Hitching rides from strangers.&amp;nbsp; Poor, poor me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am car-searching but so far nothing speaks to me as Honda did when I first laid eyes upon her.&amp;nbsp; Oh, the new-car smell, the Navigation system, the DVD player, not to mention the electric sliding doors...BOTH SIDES!!!... sniff, sniff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am just not ready to move on...the pain is too fresh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-587456127776535173?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/587456127776535173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/10/death-of-honda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/587456127776535173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/587456127776535173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/10/death-of-honda.html' title='Death of a Honda'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-103862032798242630</id><published>2010-10-14T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T11:31:18.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella!</title><content type='html'>The big Cinderella ballet was Sunday. I wasn't able to take any pictures or video of the actual ballet but I got some pics of the rehearsal.&amp;nbsp; Forgive the quality of the pictures...it was very dark and I&amp;nbsp;was pretty far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Girl is in the middle.&amp;nbsp; She played a forest sprite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TLdGvyJCroI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/jXFnEirUC-s/s1600/IMG_2257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TLdGvyJCroI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/jXFnEirUC-s/s320/IMG_2257.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TLdHCAC58_I/AAAAAAAAAaA/J6fPtPeN1l0/s1600/IMG_2258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TLdHCAC58_I/AAAAAAAAAaA/J6fPtPeN1l0/s320/IMG_2258.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TLdHS-oUTcI/AAAAAAAAAaE/rn0Dw8OFk5s/s1600/IMG_2259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TLdHS-oUTcI/AAAAAAAAAaE/rn0Dw8OFk5s/s320/IMG_2259.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TLdHbjXTl0I/AAAAAAAAAaI/p2O4iOaZAm8/s1600/IMG_2260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="251" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TLdHbjXTl0I/AAAAAAAAAaI/p2O4iOaZAm8/s320/IMG_2260.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TLdGfSlXtXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/_aSQKD9QkeY/s1600/IMG_2256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="294" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TLdGfSlXtXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/_aSQKD9QkeY/s320/IMG_2256.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The performance was great.&amp;nbsp; The girls were fantastic.&amp;nbsp;I was very proud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-103862032798242630?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/103862032798242630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/10/cinderella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/103862032798242630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/103862032798242630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/10/cinderella.html' title='Cinderella!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TLdGvyJCroI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/jXFnEirUC-s/s72-c/IMG_2257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-6600180054995933964</id><published>2010-09-19T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T18:38:59.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Star is Born!</title><content type='html'>Big Girl did it!&amp;nbsp; She was cast as a Sprite in the Ballet Company production of Cinderella.&amp;nbsp; I knew she was a shoe-in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was thrilled, of course.&amp;nbsp; We are very proud.&amp;nbsp; This will be her 3rd time dancing with the company.&amp;nbsp; She was a mouse in the Nutcracker when she was seven, an angel in the Nutcracker last year and now she will be a sprite.&amp;nbsp; (Her dad teases her that she'll be dressed as a can of soda).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ballet will be the middle of October.&amp;nbsp; I will try to get some pictures&amp;nbsp;to post if I can get away with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-6600180054995933964?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/6600180054995933964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/09/star-is-born.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6600180054995933964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6600180054995933964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/09/star-is-born.html' title='A Star is Born!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-778119216831023753</id><published>2010-09-19T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T09:59:30.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Backs, Break-Ins and Ballet</title><content type='html'>Big Girl had a visit to Shriner's hospital on Thursday.&amp;nbsp; This was to be a regular check of her spine and we suspected a new brace would have to be made as she had grown so much it no longer fit well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a looonnnggg wait we finally saw the doctor.&amp;nbsp; I can never figure out why it takes 2 hours to see the doctor when he only comes in the room for 2 minutes!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great news is her spine is completely straight for now and she gets to take a 6 month break from her brace.&amp;nbsp; She'll have to go back for x-rays in 6 months and may have to go back to bracing if her spine curves again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was ecstatic but she and dad were mad at me for giving the brace to the doctor to recycle...they had big plans for a bonfire.&amp;nbsp;(You see why I was so anxious to leave it in Portland).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a celebration dinner at Joe's Crab Shack...a pretty fun place to eat.&amp;nbsp;We went to our hotel looking forward to a trip to the coast the next day.&amp;nbsp; Our plans were quickly changed when we got a call from our alarm company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came home to find our basement had been broken into.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, the alarm scared them off and nothing was taken.&amp;nbsp; There was no damage.&amp;nbsp; Very scary, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now proud owners of a handgun and lessons are in my near future. I'm sure I'll be a natural.&amp;nbsp; I was pretty good at duck hunt on my playstation back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Big Girl is auditioning for a part in the Ballet Company's production of Cinderella.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, later today we will have some more good news!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-778119216831023753?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/778119216831023753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/09/big-girl-had-visit-to-shriners-hospital.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/778119216831023753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/778119216831023753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/09/big-girl-had-visit-to-shriners-hospital.html' title='Backs, Break-Ins and Ballet'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-6510624504132454002</id><published>2010-09-14T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T13:54:15.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orthodontia--The Sequel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TI_fjmCB0RI/AAAAAAAAAZw/k2GDE1bdgxM/s1600/IMG_0159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TI_fjmCB0RI/AAAAAAAAAZw/k2GDE1bdgxM/s320/IMG_0159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TI_fRmbIBUI/AAAAAAAAAZo/qQMdrNPws5s/s1600/IMG_0162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TI_fRmbIBUI/AAAAAAAAAZo/qQMdrNPws5s/s320/IMG_0162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, the joy of flossing a 7-year-old with braces!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Only 12 months to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/6440229981284861601-6510624504132454002?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/6510624504132454002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/09/orthodontia-sequel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6510624504132454002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6510624504132454002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/09/orthodontia-sequel.html' title='Orthodontia--The Sequel'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TI_fjmCB0RI/AAAAAAAAAZw/k2GDE1bdgxM/s72-c/IMG_0159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-5810261698330600138</id><published>2010-09-06T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:56:45.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had our first day of School on Thursday.&amp;nbsp; The kids were excited to get started with some of their new curriculum. (Homeschool mom says hopefully).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They probably wouldn't have minded a few more days of vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TIW0AFmxPtI/AAAAAAAAAZA/WJ8mO3UvO5o/s1600/pic+view.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TIW0AFmxPtI/AAAAAAAAAZA/WJ8mO3UvO5o/s320/pic+view.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But first, the photo shoot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TIW0POtMAHI/AAAAAAAAAZI/2kW0LigHEqs/s1600/pic+board.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TIW0POtMAHI/AAAAAAAAAZI/2kW0LigHEqs/s320/pic+board.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dance started this week too.&amp;nbsp; Girls were VERY excited about that.&amp;nbsp; They have decided to take a hiatus from karate this year...good thing, too since they are taking a total of 6 dance classes between them.&amp;nbsp; Mom needs to be home to clean and cook once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TIW0fhMz-AI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TkBqGQ-xE2s/s1600/pic+stair.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TIW0fhMz-AI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TkBqGQ-xE2s/s320/pic+stair.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Snickers wants in on the act.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TIW0uq_TqpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/RPGqB7PJaTM/s1600/pic+snick.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TIW0uq_TqpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/RPGqB7PJaTM/s320/pic+snick.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's not a great model...hard to shoot a moving target!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's to a great year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-5810261698330600138?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5810261698330600138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5810261698330600138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5810261698330600138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TIW0AFmxPtI/AAAAAAAAAZA/WJ8mO3UvO5o/s72-c/pic+view.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-628639659667751806</id><published>2010-08-15T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T14:06:08.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Well-Educated Mind...A Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I mentioned in my previous blog that our homeschool loosely follows Susan Wise-Baur's book &lt;u&gt;The Well-Trained Mind.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGW0rX5wH2I/AAAAAAAAAYo/k8D4ezjWy6c/s1600/51yYIwWcAwL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGW0rX5wH2I/AAAAAAAAAYo/k8D4ezjWy6c/s200/51yYIwWcAwL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_%5B1%5D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She has also written a book for adults who wish to improve their minds and read challenging classic literature.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I purchased &lt;u&gt;The Well-Educated Mind&lt;/u&gt; some time ago and fully intended to work my way through all the novels, autobiographies and poetry.&amp;nbsp; There is a recommended list of books and directions on how to read them... I got stuck on this one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGW1LEfVa6I/AAAAAAAAAYw/qcOEbJxQ6SE/s1600/41GP3Y1FTYL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGW1LEfVa6I/AAAAAAAAAYw/qcOEbJxQ6SE/s320/41GP3Y1FTYL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Unfortunately, this is the first book...So, I am challenging myself to read this book and blog about it.&amp;nbsp; I will be forced to complete it or be shamed in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a short list of some of the first books in The Well-Educated Mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don Quixote&lt;br /&gt;Pilgrim's Progress&lt;br /&gt;Gulliver's Travels&lt;br /&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;br /&gt;Oliver Twist&lt;br /&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;br /&gt;The Scarlett Letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Wise-Bauer recommends reading the novels first before moving on to other genres. Anyone want to take the challenge with me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join the Well-Educated Mind Book Club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6440229981284861601-628639659667751806?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/628639659667751806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-educated-minda-journey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/628639659667751806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/628639659667751806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-educated-minda-journey.html' title='The Well-Educated Mind...A Journey'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGW0rX5wH2I/AAAAAAAAAYo/k8D4ezjWy6c/s72-c/51yYIwWcAwL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-9030484280511563932</id><published>2010-08-13T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T14:06:00.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home School Review</title><content type='html'>It's that time again...Back to School.&amp;nbsp; It means something a little different for me and the girls than for most families.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Most moms are buying back to school clothes and school supplies and getting ready for a bit of freedom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our school clothes consist mostly of PJ's and our school supply list is quite a bit longer than most.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's curriculum consists of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Little Girl&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math-U-See Beta&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Math 2A and 2B&lt;br /&gt;Growing With Grammar 3&lt;br /&gt;Institute for Excellence in Writing&lt;br /&gt;History Odyssey&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Science Early Bird&lt;br /&gt;Trail Guide to World Geography&lt;br /&gt;Spelling Power&lt;br /&gt;Rosetta Stone Spanish&lt;br /&gt;Art-Meet the Masters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Big Girl&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math-U-See Zeta&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Math 5A and 5B&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Science 5A and 5B&lt;br /&gt;Trail Guide to World Geography&lt;br /&gt;History Odyssey&lt;br /&gt;Rosetta Stone Spanish&lt;br /&gt;Institute for Excellence in Writing&lt;br /&gt;IEW Grammar Fix-Its&lt;br /&gt;Art-Meet the Masters&lt;br /&gt;Life of Fred-Fractions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGWvOi6nr_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/ocARnZ0EF9I/s320/IMG_2151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGWvge6nvPI/AAAAAAAAAYA/C-f56529XNc/s1600/IMG_2158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGWvge6nvPI/AAAAAAAAAYA/C-f56529XNc/s320/IMG_2158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGWvx3a6C0I/AAAAAAAAAYI/NY8AT2yp4z8/s1600/IMG_2157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGWvx3a6C0I/AAAAAAAAAYI/NY8AT2yp4z8/s320/IMG_2157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGWwEF2qWLI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7OM19eJRMh4/s1600/IMG_2154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGWwEF2qWLI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/7OM19eJRMh4/s320/IMG_2154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGWwaChaNjI/AAAAAAAAAYY/xmcPowRHIe8/s1600/IMG_2152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGWwaChaNjI/AAAAAAAAAYY/xmcPowRHIe8/s320/IMG_2152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My new favorite book is Life of Fred Fractions...I'm not sure you could call it a full-year curriculum.&amp;nbsp; More of a supplement.&amp;nbsp; It is a humerous, fun look at math with quick assignments.&amp;nbsp; It reads like a story book.&amp;nbsp; Big Girl has really been enjoying it and did 3 chapters in one day.&amp;nbsp; I highly recommend for ALL students.&amp;nbsp; It begins at Fractions for about 4th or 5th grade and goes up to higher math.&amp;nbsp; Some of the books have&amp;nbsp;a Home Companion&amp;nbsp;for extra practice.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.stanleyschmidt.com/FredGauss/index2.html"&gt;http://www.stanleyschmidt.com/FredGauss/index2.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also really looking forward to History Odyssey.&amp;nbsp; We are covering Early Modern Times.&amp;nbsp; We will be doing lots of projects and using quality literature of the era.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loosely follow the classical model of homeschooling.&amp;nbsp; I follow the advice of Susan Wise-Bauer of the Well-Trained-Mind.&amp;nbsp; I use a lot of her recommendations with a few adapations of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to another great year!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-9030484280511563932?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/9030484280511563932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/08/home-school-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/9030484280511563932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/9030484280511563932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/08/home-school-review.html' title='Home School Review'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TGWvOi6nr_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/ocARnZ0EF9I/s72-c/IMG_2151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-2714604051607299949</id><published>2010-07-21T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:21:02.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Cleawox-Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This week I dropped my oldest child off at camp for the first time.&amp;nbsp; The first time she has ever stayed with someone who is not family.&amp;nbsp; The first time I won't be able to at least call her.&amp;nbsp; The first time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She looks broken up, distraught,despairing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcnv_JcYSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/28AkMh7uve4/s1600/IMG_2105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcnv_JcYSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/28AkMh7uve4/s320/IMG_2105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We arrive at camp.&amp;nbsp; Me: Are you nervous?&amp;nbsp; Her: No.&amp;nbsp; Me: Wanna go home?&amp;nbsp; Her: NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcoBbvcp3I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/iLFGQ0HWRh8/s1600/IMG_2110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcoBbvcp3I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/iLFGQ0HWRh8/s320/IMG_2110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Big girl gets loaded up with her gear...6 days is a long time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I sense her fear is building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcoT_JsgOI/AAAAAAAAAXY/pazwUGpZ9oY/s1600/IMG_2109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcoT_JsgOI/AAAAAAAAAXY/pazwUGpZ9oY/s320/IMG_2109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEco_tMQJZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ydCE_cj8zuc/s1600/IMG_2114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEco_tMQJZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ydCE_cj8zuc/s320/IMG_2114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After some tearful good-byes... &lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcophiSY8I/AAAAAAAAAXg/hSNSFWGi32Y/s1600/IMG_2113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcophiSY8I/AAAAAAAAAXg/hSNSFWGi32Y/s320/IMG_2113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcq6yplg6I/AAAAAAAAAXw/oQnainGoiCA/s1600/IMG_2117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcq6yplg6I/AAAAAAAAAXw/oQnainGoiCA/s320/IMG_2117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah tried to put on a brave face and ran off to play.&amp;nbsp; Uhhh...honey?&amp;nbsp; Did you forget to say good-bye to Mommy?&amp;nbsp; Ummm...I'm leaving now, sweetie? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-2714604051607299949?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/2714604051607299949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/07/camp-cleawox-part-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/2714604051607299949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/2714604051607299949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/07/camp-cleawox-part-two.html' title='Camp Cleawox-Part Two'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcnv_JcYSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/28AkMh7uve4/s72-c/IMG_2105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-8852215849262075045</id><published>2010-07-21T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T09:58:52.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blueberry Season!</title><content type='html'>Summer time is blueberry time in our town.&amp;nbsp; At least once or twice in the summer we load up our buckets and head to the berry farm.&amp;nbsp;We pick from the rows and rows of blueberries until it gets too hot or our buckets get too heavy...The girls usually get more in their bellies than in the buckets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time we did pretty good... 10 pounds of berries in about an hour.&amp;nbsp; Cost??? Twelve Dollars!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve didn't want me do make jam or pie at first because the berries are so good fresh.&amp;nbsp; After a few days, though he gave in and admitted 10 pounds was too much even for the girls and him (I don't eat blueberries).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made scrumptious smoothies and my first (2)&amp;nbsp;blueberry pie(s).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They didn't turn out as pretty as I had hoped they would but I heard&amp;nbsp;they were&amp;nbsp;delicious.&amp;nbsp; Some even said it was the best pie they'd ever had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcmUVBDO0I/AAAAAAAAAW4/iu3PNpTAWqA/s1600/IMG_2102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcmUVBDO0I/AAAAAAAAAW4/iu3PNpTAWqA/s320/IMG_2102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcmk0QpYhI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hi9HDFCBtqQ/s1600/IMG_2104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcmk0QpYhI/AAAAAAAAAXA/hi9HDFCBtqQ/s320/IMG_2104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-8852215849262075045?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/8852215849262075045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/07/blueberry-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/8852215849262075045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/8852215849262075045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/07/blueberry-season.html' title='Blueberry Season!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TEcmUVBDO0I/AAAAAAAAAW4/iu3PNpTAWqA/s72-c/IMG_2102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-5719484151840100895</id><published>2010-07-11T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T10:17:10.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Cleawox</title><content type='html'>The girls and I headed out to the beautiful Oregon Coast for Girl Scout Camp this past weekend.&amp;nbsp; We spent 2 nights out in the out-of-doors, sleeping in open-air cabins,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;canooing,&lt;/span&gt; and camp-firing.&amp;nbsp; This was Little Girl's first time and she had a blast.&amp;nbsp; Big Girl had a great time catching up with camp friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were up at dawn for sunrise painting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TDn5vSZ0qJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/v9rqh9DFUDk/s1600/SANY0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TDn5vSZ0qJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/v9rqh9DFUDk/s320/SANY0010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TDn564VXBsI/AAAAAAAAAWg/8eO2LIoTZWA/s1600/SANY0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TDn564VXBsI/AAAAAAAAAWg/8eO2LIoTZWA/s320/SANY0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I was actually convinced to go canooing,after the fiasco 2 years ago when Big Girl and I were unceremoniously dumped into the lake 5 seconds after leaving the dock...earning me my camp nickname "Splash".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TDn6MOrb6HI/AAAAAAAAAWw/klsCMsXjmAI/s1600/SANY0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TDn6MOrb6HI/AAAAAAAAAWw/klsCMsXjmAI/s320/SANY0012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It rained on night 2 leading to an indoor campfire by the fireplace...I wasn't too broken up about that...No bugs, nice warm lodge...hot coffeepot...my kind of campfire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I have to admit...I kind of had a great time, too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But the best part of all.&amp;nbsp; Getting home for a long, hot shower!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TDn6DQbMNHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/fVYqMTUZ4_8/s1600/SANY0041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TDn6DQbMNHI/AAAAAAAAAWo/fVYqMTUZ4_8/s320/SANY0041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-5719484151840100895?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5719484151840100895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/07/camp-cleawox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5719484151840100895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5719484151840100895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/07/camp-cleawox.html' title='Camp Cleawox'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TDn5vSZ0qJI/AAAAAAAAAWY/v9rqh9DFUDk/s72-c/SANY0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-3391629461081348698</id><published>2010-06-12T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T12:58:46.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruits of My Labor</title><content type='html'>Last year when we did our landscaping we planted an orchard ( 2 cherry trees, 2 pear trees and 2 apple trees constitute an orchard, don't they?).&amp;nbsp; Well, after many months of watering, feeding and bug-fighting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TBPlow5lABI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/t6t0rnrvuOY/s1600/cherries.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TBPlow5lABI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/t6t0rnrvuOY/s320/cherries.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A Bumper Crop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They&amp;nbsp;were delicious, too...All 12 of them.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry, I shared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have teeny-tiny apples, too.&amp;nbsp; They are not ready yet and I'm not sure they are going to be any good this year but they have potential.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm feeling like a regular farm-girl! Bring on the cows for milkin' and the pigs for sloppin' !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-3391629461081348698?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/3391629461081348698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/06/fruits-of-my-labor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/3391629461081348698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/3391629461081348698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/06/fruits-of-my-labor.html' title='Fruits of My Labor'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/TBPlow5lABI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/t6t0rnrvuOY/s72-c/cherries.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-7318197332660838346</id><published>2010-05-24T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T11:18:51.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The big recital was Saturday.&amp;nbsp; Emily was adorable in her jazz/ballet routine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Without prejudice she was the star of the show dancing to "Let Your Heart Sing" by Katherine McPhee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S_q-28BsmHI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ZGcIp5fxwIU/s1600/emily+jazz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S_q-28BsmHI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ZGcIp5fxwIU/s320/emily+jazz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah was later on in the evening performance.&amp;nbsp; She did a sassy version of "He Could be the One" by Hannah Montana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S_q_HVZLwHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/9YQltCItWgI/s1600/sarahs+jazz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S_q_HVZLwHI/AAAAAAAAAWI/9YQltCItWgI/s320/sarahs+jazz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next Sarah did her coolest moves dancing hip-hop style to "Ima Bee" by the Black-eyed Peas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S_q-g_kYztI/AAAAAAAAAV4/syd7KxlwIkg/s1600/sarahs+hip+hop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S_q-g_kYztI/AAAAAAAAAV4/syd7KxlwIkg/s320/sarahs+hip+hop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Both girls were without a doubt the prettiest girls and the best in the shows. As you can see I am completely unbiased.There is some debate in the house as to from whom they got their dance talent.&amp;nbsp; Daddy thinks he&amp;nbsp;passed down&amp;nbsp;his dance skills.&amp;nbsp; He bases this on&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;two-minute&amp;nbsp;waltz at our wedding.&amp;nbsp;I think it must come from farther up the family tree. Their cuteness, though...that one is obvious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/6440229981284861601-7318197332660838346?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/7318197332660838346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/05/dance-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/7318197332660838346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/7318197332660838346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/05/dance-night.html' title='Dance Night'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S_q-28BsmHI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ZGcIp5fxwIU/s72-c/emily+jazz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-3119268125282333310</id><published>2010-05-10T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T18:51:56.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mother's Day Sweets</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;My honey was working on Mother's Day so I wasn't really expecting a whole lot on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; I expected business as usual but my little sweeties surprised me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to sleep in but around seven a.m. I started hearing my door opening and closing every few minutes with accompanying whispers in the hall.&amp;nbsp; "Is she awake?"&amp;nbsp; "No, I think she's still asleep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally gave up and hollered to the girls that I was up.&amp;nbsp; In they bounced wearing aprons.&amp;nbsp; One held a breakfast menu (with 5 types of cereal) and the other held an order pad and pencil. For some reason, coffee was not on the menu so I had to request a special order from the chef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I propped myself up with some pillows, turned on the news and awaited my gourmet breakfast in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much, much later, room service arrived and served my delicious frozen pancakes (no syrup), banana and coffee.&amp;nbsp; It was wonderful.&amp;nbsp; My lovely waitresses asked if there would be anything else and&amp;nbsp;left me alone to enjoy my meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, room service arrived to remove the tray and bring my morning paper (I could really get used to this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the paper and having a second cup of coffee (and still having not put a foot down on the floor) I discovered a chick-flick marathon on ABC Family.&amp;nbsp; I snuggled back down into my covers and relived one or two old favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided around eleven to check on the kitchen staff. They seemed happily busy with their own pursuits so I decided to exercise a bit.&amp;nbsp; While exercising I started watching chick-flick number three and didn't make it into the shower until after it was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My waitresses arrived with the lunch "manue".&amp;nbsp; The choices were peanut and butter and jelly sandwich or bagel with cream cheese with water or milk to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed a solitary lunch in my room and then decided it was time to rejoin the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house was actually in pretty good order with minimal mess in the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; I was really impressed with the help.&amp;nbsp; They work cheap, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we met Daddy for dinner in town.&amp;nbsp; The pampering continued at home as Daddy got the girls ready for bed and tucked them in as I watched recorded episodes of Dancing With&amp;nbsp;The Stars.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my very, very, best Mother's Day ever! I hope all of you were as lucky as me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated Mother's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-3119268125282333310?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/3119268125282333310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-mothers-day-sweets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/3119268125282333310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/3119268125282333310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-mothers-day-sweets.html' title='My Mother&apos;s Day Sweets'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-9152207122907354436</id><published>2010-04-22T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:58:15.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pioneer Woman Adventure</title><content type='html'>Shelly and I set out on our Pioneer road trip much as the original pioneers did:&amp;nbsp; with a quick trip to the Love's on I-5 for gas, snacks and diet Pepsi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S9BsIh8pSoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/VgzVqGSpwkE/s1600/road+trip.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S9BsIh8pSoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/VgzVqGSpwkE/s320/road+trip.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S9BqLZ1sg3I/AAAAAAAAAVg/UNSd7lQtZig/s1600/book+store.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S9BqLZ1sg3I/AAAAAAAAAVg/UNSd7lQtZig/s320/book+store.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After 3 hours we arrived at our destination. There was no line out the door so we figured we were early enough to get a good spot to meet Ree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S9Brn_gFJ1I/AAAAAAAAAVo/6bpJRsEWK-s/s1600/the+crowd.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S9Brn_gFJ1I/AAAAAAAAAVo/6bpJRsEWK-s/s320/the+crowd.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then we saw this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S9BpcHCG3QI/AAAAAAAAAVY/teCUnL7pkyU/s1600/PW.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S9BpcHCG3QI/AAAAAAAAAVY/teCUnL7pkyU/s320/PW.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We did manage to find a good spot to stand for the next 2 hours.&amp;nbsp; Ree got lost in traffic and was a bit late.&amp;nbsp; She arrived a bit flustered and came in the wrong entrance. The person who was to meet her at the entrance couldn't get to her and she ended up trying to talk into the mike stand.&amp;nbsp; She handled it in her usual self-depreciating way and got a good laugh from the crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She took questions from the audience and even sang a bit of Ethel Merman.&amp;nbsp; The exciting news was that she is in talks with Hollywood-types to make a movie of "Black Heels to Tractor Wheels" and that Reese &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Witherspoon&lt;/span&gt; has expressed interest in playing Ree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S9BpVrLMnTI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/PpPHtAg95VQ/s1600/meet+PW.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S9BpVrLMnTI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/PpPHtAg95VQ/s320/meet+PW.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A &amp;nbsp;few hours later.....Our numbers were finally called and we got to meet Ree.&amp;nbsp; "&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S9BpDRpDFfI/AAAAAAAAAVI/oKSAs894Mug/s1600/book.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S9BpDRpDFfI/AAAAAAAAAVI/oKSAs894Mug/s320/book.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm from Oklahoma, too!"&amp;nbsp; I babbled excitedly.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure she was thrilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Actually, she was quite kind.&amp;nbsp; She had a short conversation with everyone who came up to her and smiled and laughed the entire time.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure we are best friends now and I'll be invited to the lodge very soon. I mean...look what she wrote in my book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/6440229981284861601-9152207122907354436?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/9152207122907354436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-pioneer-woman-adventure.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/9152207122907354436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/9152207122907354436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-pioneer-woman-adventure.html' title='My Pioneer Woman Adventure'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S9BsIh8pSoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/VgzVqGSpwkE/s72-c/road+trip.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-5595430276403233028</id><published>2010-04-19T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T08:55:18.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pioneer Road Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today my friend Shelley and I are headed on a road trip to Portland to meet The Pioneer Woman at a book signing.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait!&amp;nbsp; I hope to get some good pictures and maybe even see Marlboro Man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll keep you posted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S8x7RzoD1WI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8C5Qx-AnTuY/s1600/pioneer+woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S8x7RzoD1WI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8C5Qx-AnTuY/s320/pioneer+woman.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you don't know The Pioneer Woman here is her web address:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;http://thepioneerwoman.com/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-5595430276403233028?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5595430276403233028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/04/pioneer-road-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5595430276403233028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5595430276403233028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/04/pioneer-road-trip.html' title='A Pioneer Road Trip'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S8x7RzoD1WI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8C5Qx-AnTuY/s72-c/pioneer+woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-6760130735411651499</id><published>2010-04-04T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T11:02:38.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puerto Vallerta Zip Lining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, we are back from our Mexico trip.&amp;nbsp; The first port we docked in was Puerto Vallerta where my honey and my big girl went&amp;nbsp; zip-lining in the jungle canopy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S7jOwa-nENI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-OxMt48B_Bw/s1600/3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S7jOwa-nENI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-OxMt48B_Bw/s320/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S7jOXb4tMKI/AAAAAAAAAUY/UEs3Xx75j5w/s1600/5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S7jOXb4tMKI/AAAAAAAAAUY/UEs3Xx75j5w/s320/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had a blast.&amp;nbsp; They zip lined from platform to platform, rapelled down, crossed narrow rope bridges and climbed gigantic ladders.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S7jOmNZU26I/AAAAAAAAAUg/L_4BLv9b8dY/s1600/4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S7jOmNZU26I/AAAAAAAAAUg/L_4BLv9b8dY/s320/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S7jO9bbHuaI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wyW7LLznZqc/s1600/2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S7jO9bbHuaI/AAAAAAAAAUw/wyW7LLznZqc/s320/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not exactly my cup of tea.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S7jOG95MN5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/QNYwl49lL0k/s1600/6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S7jOG95MN5I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/QNYwl49lL0k/s320/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll stick with shopping.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S7jPWEjdLmI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Ar-0B3qsJjo/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S7jPWEjdLmI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Ar-0B3qsJjo/s320/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-6760130735411651499?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/6760130735411651499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/04/puerto-vallerta-zip-lining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6760130735411651499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6760130735411651499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/04/puerto-vallerta-zip-lining.html' title='Puerto Vallerta Zip Lining'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S7jOwa-nENI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-OxMt48B_Bw/s72-c/3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-2999214909940217798</id><published>2010-03-12T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T09:33:55.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Don't Call Her Pretzel-Girl For Nuthin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S5K5MiFbLMI/AAAAAAAAAUI/yiB8fDB0z9w/s1600-h/IMG_1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445618524403477698" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S5K5MiFbLMI/AAAAAAAAAUI/yiB8fDB0z9w/s320/IMG_1852.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6440229981284861601-2999214909940217798?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/2999214909940217798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-dont-call-her-pretzel-girl-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/2999214909940217798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/2999214909940217798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-dont-call-her-pretzel-girl-for.html' title='We Don&apos;t Call Her Pretzel-Girl For Nuthin&apos;'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S5K5MiFbLMI/AAAAAAAAAUI/yiB8fDB0z9w/s72-c/IMG_1852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-7497164650946575868</id><published>2010-03-06T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:13:21.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones...</title><content type='html'>...are pretty cool when you Finally turn ten and Dad says you can AT LAST get your ears peirced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S5K1zf2jVTI/AAAAAAAAAUA/V9JOIanL_GY/s1600-h/IMG_1926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445614795772613938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S5K1zf2jVTI/AAAAAAAAAUA/V9JOIanL_GY/s320/IMG_1926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But then the big day is here and uncertainty starts to set in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S5K1zC1SswI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ecKY3-5PaV8/s1600-h/IMG_1928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445614787982701314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S5K1zC1SswI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ecKY3-5PaV8/s320/IMG_1928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom!  I thought you said it wouldn't hurt!  (That's not exactly true. I said "I didn't THINK it would hurt much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S5K1ylg7NMI/AAAAAAAAATw/SSx0jvouBHE/s1600-h/IMG_1937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445614780112647362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S5K1ylg7NMI/AAAAAAAAATw/SSx0jvouBHE/s320/IMG_1937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm thinking the one-earringed pirate look is going to be in this year."&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S5K1yGD_j_I/AAAAAAAAATo/pxLWkLz1eu0/s1600-h/IMG_1935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445614771669798898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S5K1yGD_j_I/AAAAAAAAATo/pxLWkLz1eu0/s320/IMG_1935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, it was worth it.  I love you Mommy"  Aaahhh, Mommy/Daughter moments like this make it all worth it. (Mostly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S5K1xvYC5UI/AAAAAAAAATg/4QPlO7bR9VU/s1600-h/IMG_1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445614765579887938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S5K1xvYC5UI/AAAAAAAAATg/4QPlO7bR9VU/s320/IMG_1938.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-7497164650946575868?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/7497164650946575868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/03/milestones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/7497164650946575868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/7497164650946575868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/03/milestones.html' title='Milestones...'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S5K1zf2jVTI/AAAAAAAAAUA/V9JOIanL_GY/s72-c/IMG_1926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-5954939375426238639</id><published>2010-02-28T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T21:51:44.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scoliosis- An Update</title><content type='html'>For those of you who have been concerned or have an interest in Big Girl's scoliosis, she went for a check-up at Shriner's on Friday.  She has been wearing her night brace faithfully for 12 hours every day and her curve has decreased from 20% to just over 10%.  Yea!  Great news for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a worrier I had web-md'd myself into a frenzy over possible full-time bracing or back surgery. How did we parents ever figure out what horrible diseases and ailments are lurking out there ready to pounce on our innocent babies before web-md?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has to continue using her brace 12 hours a day but doesn't have to go back to Shriner's for 6 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor was very proud of her and said it was all her doing...she is such a good patient and a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For her special reward we took her to Benihana's and to OMSI to see a real T-Rex skelaton.  We also took a tour of a real US Navy Sub...that was very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cold and rainy trip to Portland but it was a beautiful weekend for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-5954939375426238639?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5954939375426238639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/02/scoliosis-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5954939375426238639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5954939375426238639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/02/scoliosis-update.html' title='Scoliosis- An Update'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-5063408702378797256</id><published>2010-01-25T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:00:01.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair-Do Before and After</title><content type='html'>This is me a few weeks ago helping a boy in my 4-H club make a gingerbread house. Not a great picture but the only one I could find to demonstrate how icky my hair was getting.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S1pkM0sHtFI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lOjTNN7gP24/s1600-h/pre+haircut.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429762472213460050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S1pkM0sHtFI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lOjTNN7gP24/s320/pre+haircut.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I needed a new do. I have been wearing layers for the last couple of years but I'm not usually a fan of layers because of the upkeep. I decided to go back to one length and got a bob to start the process of growing my hair back out. I asked to have my hair &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lightened&lt;/span&gt; but my trusted hairdresser didn't recommend too much lightening and the result was a short bob with lighter &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;highlights and some bangs.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429760994987338658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S1pi21l966I/AAAAAAAAATI/sZxd08XhDhE/s320/new+haircut.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish it were longer and I don't think I'll keep the highlights because I don't like to spend hours in the salon every few weeks. I like having bangs again, too. I may get more bangs and go back to my regular dark brown color.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you think? And yes, I know I'm in need of some sun. I live in Oregon, what do you expect?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/6440229981284861601-5063408702378797256?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5063408702378797256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-hair-do-before-and-after.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5063408702378797256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5063408702378797256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-hair-do-before-and-after.html' title='New Hair-Do Before and After'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/S1pkM0sHtFI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lOjTNN7gP24/s72-c/pre+haircut.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-8042524771924236772</id><published>2010-01-22T18:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T18:14:58.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/TSnMeiOPtLQ' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/TSnMeiOPtLQ'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This commercial is so unfair to those of us who consider their womb's closed for business.  Bad Pampers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-8042524771924236772?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/8042524771924236772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/01/silent-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/8042524771924236772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/8042524771924236772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2010/01/silent-night.html' title='Silent Night'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-8999476880960446299</id><published>2009-12-18T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:46:00.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>The girls and Steve and I went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OKC&lt;/span&gt; for Thanksgiving.  It was the girls' first time to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OKC&lt;/span&gt; and the first time meeting  a large group of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;O'Dell's&lt;/span&gt;.  They handled it pretty well.  Sarah, Emily and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cassidy&lt;/span&gt; made friends pretty quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415539915658577218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Syfc3EvHRUI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ahyXakgCkSg/s320/girls+on+cellar.jpg" /&gt;My girls got to be a part of the annual "Spoons up" ritual.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415539925403753058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Syfc3pCi2mI/AAAAAAAAATA/aBisoiVJs0Y/s320/spoons+up.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the girl cousins together in one spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Syfc2vf17-I/AAAAAAAAASw/Ftlx-BqgAwg/s1600-h/all+girls+thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415539909957382114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Syfc2vf17-I/AAAAAAAAASw/Ftlx-BqgAwg/s320/all+girls+thanksgiving.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Debbie, Chris, Dad (looking mighty handsome) and Agnella.  Such beautiful smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415539101107516146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfcHqTAcvI/AAAAAAAAASI/eegHjZfWMXc/s320/CIMG0847.JPG" /&gt;Emily and Sarah got Kenny figured out pretty quick.  "Let me Go, you Goof!"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415539898907422834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Syfc2GVU8HI/AAAAAAAAASg/WeiRVVit0Cc/s320/kenny+and+emily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"TAKE THAT! KI-YA!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415539111634124610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfcIRgvv0I/AAAAAAAAASY/cKG0rLYVDzI/s320/CIMG0857.JPG" /&gt;I think Santa was feeling a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;claustrophobic&lt;/span&gt; when the girls had a shopping day.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415539904703801170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Syfc2b7Sp1I/AAAAAAAAASo/qJfz1gxQm0I/s320/girls+santa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfcHK2oYxI/AAAAAAAAASA/7MWRpA1KuVE/s1600-h/CIMG0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415539092666999570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfcHK2oYxI/AAAAAAAAASA/7MWRpA1KuVE/s320/CIMG0972.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got to help trim the tree at Dad's house.  The girls had a blast.  Agnella let them put things wherever they wanted.  (I think Grandma enjoyed spoiling the girls for a few days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfcGkFc-nI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xIs7kIROGL8/s1600-h/CIMG0973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415539082260183666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfcGkFc-nI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xIs7kIROGL8/s320/CIMG0973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful time, it was over too soon and we can't wait to go back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-8999476880960446299?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/8999476880960446299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/8999476880960446299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/8999476880960446299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-thanksgiving.html' title='Family Thanksgiving'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Syfc3EvHRUI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ahyXakgCkSg/s72-c/girls+on+cellar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-4881165924289446218</id><published>2009-12-15T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T10:39:20.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Fried Chicken in the USA</title><content type='html'>I went to Oklahoma City to visit my family for Thanksgiving. I find it only fitting that my first post about my trip be devoted to Eischen's Bar. My great-grandmother has passed away so I can safely say Eischen's makes the best fried chicken in the country, dare I say world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eischen's is in Okarchee, Oklahoma. A good 30 minute drive from the city. Well worth the trip as evidenced by the huge crowds and long waits for a table. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfT-4E5XBI/AAAAAAAAARw/Rw252FaShak/s1600-h/CIMG0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415530154094582802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfT-4E5XBI/AAAAAAAAARw/Rw252FaShak/s320/CIMG0838.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The menu is simple. Waiters appear and ask not "What can I get you?" but(insert southern drawl here) "How many chicken's ya want?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfT-rlPL0I/AAAAAAAAARo/2CfGZ0fzga4/s1600-h/CIMG0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415530150740569922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfT-rlPL0I/AAAAAAAAARo/2CfGZ0fzga4/s320/CIMG0839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Appetizers are served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfT-Bn5KiI/AAAAAAAAARg/vW053IHUQQU/s1600-h/SANY0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415530139477420578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfT-Bn5KiI/AAAAAAAAARg/vW053IHUQQU/s320/SANY0032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Your side dish is next. (Vegetables are very important for a healthy body).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfT92kW9aI/AAAAAAAAARY/yPT9B2GJcxc/s1600-h/SANY0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415530136509805986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfT92kW9aI/AAAAAAAAARY/yPT9B2GJcxc/s320/SANY0034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the main course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfT9b9Nq5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/_IBJ-401Pcw/s1600-h/SANY0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415530129366297490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfT9b9Nq5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/_IBJ-401Pcw/s320/SANY0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This made a believer of my kids and even my husband who strongly dislikes chicken and fried foods. After I dismembered the chicken so it didn't resemble poultry he said, and I quote, "I have to admit it's good chicken."  which I'll interpret as "Eischen's, the best fried chicken in the USA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-4881165924289446218?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/4881165924289446218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-fried-chicken-in-usa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4881165924289446218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4881165924289446218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/12/best-fried-chicken-in-usa.html' title='Best Fried Chicken in the USA'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SyfT-4E5XBI/AAAAAAAAARw/Rw252FaShak/s72-c/CIMG0838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-2414587038263623478</id><published>2009-11-17T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:19:12.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing with the STARS???</title><content type='html'>The girls and I had a full-on Girls Night Out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are huge fans of Dancing with the Stars around here (Well, most of us).  Some of us even shed tears when our favorite is voted off.  So when I heard that a dance production including stars of my favorite show was coming to town I rushed to get in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was called Champions of the Dance.  It was in the big city.  At night.  Late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to get a hotel.  So the girls and I went to town early and did some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shoppin&lt;/span&gt;' and some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eatin&lt;/span&gt;' and checked in at the hotel for a little nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got all dressed up and headed to the theater. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was great even if I was unable to locate any "Stars".  I believe that one female dancer spent one season (probably voted off early) on the show.  We had great seats and Little One entertained the audience with an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;impromtu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cha&lt;/span&gt; during the intermission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of those moments when I wish I had my camera ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-2414587038263623478?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/2414587038263623478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/11/dancing-with-stars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/2414587038263623478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/2414587038263623478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/11/dancing-with-stars.html' title='Dancing with the STARS???'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-6830397821845997472</id><published>2009-10-27T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:27:00.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Room Organization</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This year our school room became a living organism that moved, ate and reproduced at an alarming rate.  With Little Girl starting first grade we were bulging at the seams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 324px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395123364149345762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/St9UHXeIPeI/AAAAAAAAAQo/XqYiiS3mcuk/s320/IMG_1734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Books, art projects, science experiments were in, under and on top of every surface.  It was time to do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/St9UH_X8Z_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/H8Tafl5Zy9Y/s1600-h/IMG_1735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395123374860822514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/St9UH_X8Z_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/H8Tafl5Zy9Y/s320/IMG_1735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tah-Dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395123376359020274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/St9UIE9JFvI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/oggT8w82S5I/s320/IMG_1743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395123393019194850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/St9UJDBPLeI/AAAAAAAAARI/N5bn6QsmZJM/s320/IMG_1774.JPG" /&gt;No, we did not build these ourselves...are you kidding?  But I can highly reccommend Roelke Corporation in Jacksonville, Oregon.  They made the trip to middle-of-nowheresville.  Figured out what I wanted before I even knew, built it off-site and had it installed a few weeks later in just a couple of hours... I could not be happier.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395123383996498274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/St9UIhaDwWI/AAAAAAAAARA/-U7unyM4JMI/s320/IMG_1772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children now get up early, happily skip down and say "Can we start school NOW?"  Not really, but a mom can dream, can't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-6830397821845997472?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/6830397821845997472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-room-organization.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6830397821845997472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6830397821845997472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-room-organization.html' title='School Room Organization'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/St9UHXeIPeI/AAAAAAAAAQo/XqYiiS3mcuk/s72-c/IMG_1734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-856892137809428606</id><published>2009-10-23T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T10:43:00.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to the Races!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/St9Ke1Bl84I/AAAAAAAAAQg/_9dZ11UDJGY/s1600-h/IMG_1763.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a small town.  We don't live in a small town on the outskirts of a big town like Yukon is to OKC.  We live in a small town where the nearest big town is an hour and a half up the highway.  Our town is growing, though.  We got us a Petco a year or so ago.  When I say it was headline news in our paper for weeks, I am not kidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the paper every day.  Not for news, although I do skim the news.  No, I look for stuff to take the kids to.  Whenever ANYTHING for kids is happening, we are SO there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I read that our great PETCO was having -GASP!--Wait for it!---HAMSTER RACES!--We immediately began preparing.  We happen to have two tiny dwarf hamsters named Bolt (sounds fast, doesn't he) and Daphne (after the Scooby-Doo Daphne, of course).  The hamsters were a consolation prize to my children who were dying for a parakeet.  I cannot abide by birds in the house.  I think they are cute and sound pretty but I cannot vacuum up bird seeds fifty times a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Big Girl with "Bolt" (who really knows, they are exactly the same) in the practice run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395112750255805698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/St9KdjotlQI/AAAAAAAAAQI/41ZCUNW0tIo/s320/IMG_1746.JPG" /&gt;Emily with "Daphne" warming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/St9KeMbYEGI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/41cLPU9l3So/s1600-h/IMG_1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395112761205723234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/St9KeMbYEGI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/41cLPU9l3So/s320/IMG_1748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Bolt" didn't quite live up to his name (but then again...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395112748489263762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/St9KddDiSpI/AAAAAAAAAQA/hyhN2ZgqJIQ/s320/IMG_1751.JPG" /&gt;"Daphne"("Bolt"?...)  took third place!  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395112770429461026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/St9KeuyfIiI/AAAAAAAAAQY/OGW-CYz6emE/s320/IMG_1758.JPG" /&gt;"Daphne" brought home some chew toys and treats for her stunning win.  Believe me she was up against some stiff competition...Some of those other hamsters were bigger than Daphne's ball!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls had a blast ...who said there was nothing for kids to do in this town?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-856892137809428606?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/856892137809428606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/off-to-races.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/856892137809428606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/856892137809428606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/off-to-races.html' title='Off to the Races!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/St9KdjotlQI/AAAAAAAAAQI/41ZCUNW0tIo/s72-c/IMG_1746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-7081587883379321119</id><published>2009-10-21T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T11:27:29.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School-Belated</title><content type='html'>The girls were very excited to begin the new school year. Big girl entered 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade. Little one entered 1st grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was them fresh-faced and smiling on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SsT1XFGdHlI/AAAAAAAAAP4/GKeRn4AD4-g/s1600-h/IMG_1720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387700831097003602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SsT1XFGdHlI/AAAAAAAAAP4/GKeRn4AD4-g/s320/IMG_1720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SsT1WyW5twI/AAAAAAAAAPw/O9sM8-Z-K9U/s1600-h/IMG_1713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387700826065712898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SsT1WyW5twI/AAAAAAAAAPw/O9sM8-Z-K9U/s320/IMG_1713.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SsT1WB1v9BI/AAAAAAAAAPo/xLhozvexvjk/s1600-h/IMG_1712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387700813041759250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SsT1WB1v9BI/AAAAAAAAAPo/xLhozvexvjk/s320/IMG_1712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The excitement soon wore off-as it usually does. We are one month in now and still right on schedule. Even with Daddy having lots of days off and multiple trips to the hospital in Portland. The girls are doing great even though they don't bound down the stairs bright and early anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6440229981284861601-7081587883379321119?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/7081587883379321119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-day-of-school-belated.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/7081587883379321119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/7081587883379321119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-day-of-school-belated.html' title='First Day of School-Belated'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SsT1XFGdHlI/AAAAAAAAAP4/GKeRn4AD4-g/s72-c/IMG_1720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-3857505737189539167</id><published>2009-10-01T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T11:19:11.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brace Free...Or Not</title><content type='html'>As I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;previously&lt;/span&gt; posted, Big girl got her braces off in July.  She was an amazing patient.  Never complained and always did what she was supposed to do.  She was young to get braces, too.  Just about 8.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SsTuyld3AAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Ja4noKd4v5A/s1600-h/IMG_1710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387693607060176898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SsTuyld3AAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Ja4noKd4v5A/s320/IMG_1710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Big girl was 7 she was diagnosed with scoliosis.  This came as a big surprise to all of us and because she was very young for the onset of scoliosis we spent the next two years monitoring the progress of the curve with multiple x-rays, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MRI's&lt;/span&gt; and many, many trips to Portland to visit the spine specialist at the Shriner's hospital (A great organization to support, if you can).  On this last visit, the doctor felt her curve had progressed to the point when bracing was needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was x-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rayed&lt;/span&gt; (again) and measured by the "Brace Guy".  This was done with amazing speed and efficiency, I couldn't believe it. Definitely not a government-run operation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks later and yet another trip to Portland and Big Girl is the owner of a shiny new back brace (they let her pick out the design).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SsTuyFsTLpI/AAAAAAAAAPY/pl-UntH4bUk/s1600-h/IMG_1739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387693598530809490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SsTuyFsTLpI/AAAAAAAAAPY/pl-UntH4bUk/s320/IMG_1739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the smile.  This kid is amazing.  After a few brief tears when she heard about the bracing, Big Girl has had an incredibly positive attitude.  Never complains and in fact reminds me to put it on at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She only has to wear it for 12 hours a day so we put it on at night after she has a shower and take it off in the morning.  Hopefully, this will prevent her spine from curving further and prevent her from having a full-time brace or surgery in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SsTuxQBreyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/TTNj8XWlXE0/s1600-h/IMG_1740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387693584124967714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SsTuxQBreyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/TTNj8XWlXE0/s320/IMG_1740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so proud of my girl.  I don't know what I did to deserve her.&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/6440229981284861601-3857505737189539167?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/3857505737189539167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/brace-freeor-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/3857505737189539167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/3857505737189539167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/10/brace-freeor-not.html' title='Brace Free...Or Not'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SsTuyld3AAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Ja4noKd4v5A/s72-c/IMG_1710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-1531220150435507857</id><published>2009-08-23T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:30:35.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Niagara Canada, EH?</title><content type='html'>My darling husband and I had the opportunity to get away for a few days. As one of us (I'm not telling which one) had been a raving lunatic for 2 or three weeks... or months... or years...(one loses all track of time in the padded room), we decided to get far, far away. As far as possible without leaving the country. But then we actually did leave the country, but just barely, and it didn't really feel like we were leaving the country because we drove into Canada and they didn't even stamp our passports! I mean really! I LIVE to get stamps in that thing. I even took it to Mexico when it wasn't a requirement and begged them to stamp it for me. Anyway, back to the story. We flew into Buffalo, NY from Oregon and then got a cab to Ontario, Canada, home of Niagara Falls! We got in after dark so although we could hear the falls, we didn't get to see them until the following morning when we woke up, opened the curtains and were met with this spectacular display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VIEW FROM HOTEL WINDOW OF CANADIAN HORSESHOE FALLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SpHlHWzup1I/AAAAAAAAAOo/elXkUyM_kHw/s1600-h/falls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373327744974104402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SpHlHWzup1I/AAAAAAAAAOo/elXkUyM_kHw/s320/falls.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing we did was take a walk along the falls and head into the heart of the tourist district.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RAINBOW INTO FALLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373327736206698962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SpHlG2JaqdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/1QiZQpdkV3I/s320/rainbow.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode on the Maid of the Mist first. This is the famous boat that takes people right to the base of both falls. This is the American Falls. Very respectable falls but slightly less impressive than the Canadian Horseshoe fall. Also the American side is less developed tourist-wise. Which is why we decided to go Canadian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AMERICAN FALLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SpHlGftUyvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/La6yGDU60OQ/s1600-h/SANY0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373327730183293682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SpHlGftUyvI/AAAAAAAAAOY/La6yGDU60OQ/s320/SANY0057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty hard to get a picture of the Horsehoe Falls from the boat since we (and the camera) were getting soaked. The mist hides some of the falls but you get the picture. I don't have exact numbers but the falls are VERY HIGH. (I don't speak Metric, anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HORSESHOE FALLS FROM THE MAID OF THE MIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373333767148420066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SpHql5J-O-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/V0o8SzRp33Y/s320/horseshoe+falls.JPG" /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;We also went on down the river to view the rapids. These are very fast rapids, they are some dangerous category (5 maybe?) They told us on the tour to be careful not to fall in because we we could die....uh, really? I think I could'a figured that one out myself even if I am a stupid American!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DANGEROUS RAPIDS-DO NOT GO SWIMMING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SpHlF1bih8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/dY3sQ0DV-58/s1600-h/rapids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373327718834407362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SpHlF1bih8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/dY3sQ0DV-58/s320/rapids.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of the American (left) and Canadian (right) Falls bridged by a rainbow. I think this makes me look like a brilliant photographer, patiently waiting all day for just the right light and conditions to take the most perfect photo. Okay, maybe not but it is pretty, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SpHlFCe7p1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/JU4zOSuP3NQ/s1600-h/rainbow+between+2+falls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373327705158428498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SpHlFCe7p1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/JU4zOSuP3NQ/s320/rainbow+between+2+falls.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-1531220150435507857?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/1531220150435507857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-darling-husband-and-i-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/1531220150435507857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/1531220150435507857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-darling-husband-and-i-had.html' title='Niagara Canada, EH?'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SpHlHWzup1I/AAAAAAAAAOo/elXkUyM_kHw/s72-c/falls.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-6183594351507577420</id><published>2009-08-10T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:14:40.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bungee Bear</title><content type='html'>Daddy took the girls to Girl Scout camp last weekend.  They stayed in tents, swam in the lake, made pine derby racecars (in deference to the dads, I'm sure).  They all said they had a great time.   The girls slept in a tent on their own.  The dads were left to wonder what their little girls were up to all alone in the wilderness without parental supervision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discovered this on the camera when they got home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-50f712a7d50f09d2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D50f712a7d50f09d2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330083872%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B23291746F77476BA600024A9CDA469A29687C1.33C903A8F9020F73ED162EDB200A147F70AD4513%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50f712a7d50f09d2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_fdlEGEYZMmu6jp8fX1nqd4jkVE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D50f712a7d50f09d2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330083872%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B23291746F77476BA600024A9CDA469A29687C1.33C903A8F9020F73ED162EDB200A147F70AD4513%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50f712a7d50f09d2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_fdlEGEYZMmu6jp8fX1nqd4jkVE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-6183594351507577420?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=50f712a7d50f09d2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/6183594351507577420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/08/bungee-bear.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6183594351507577420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6183594351507577420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/08/bungee-bear.html' title='Bungee Bear'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-4347020556742987892</id><published>2009-07-28T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T12:05:37.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home at Last</title><content type='html'>I am just back from spending 8 days at my in-laws house.  It was over 100 degrees every day.  I had my 9 year old nephew as well.  I hurt my foot and was on percocet and using a cane. i had to use the electric cart at the grocery store (actually, that part was fun).  I had dinner at the elks with the over 70 set.  My dog threw up twice and ants invaded his food bowl  My daughter threw up twice.  My kindle ran out of power and I forgot the charger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big girl and I did have a great time Saturday night.  We had a wonderful dinner and saw Henry the VIII at the Shakespeare Festival.  But I am very, very glad to be home at last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-4347020556742987892?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/4347020556742987892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/07/home-at-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4347020556742987892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4347020556742987892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/07/home-at-last.html' title='Home at Last'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-4671700886029703154</id><published>2009-07-17T20:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:27:54.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free at Last!</title><content type='html'>Big Girl Got her braces off!  She was extremely excited and invited us all to a Milky Way and Bubblegum Party.  A good time was had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SmE_cYl6VII/AAAAAAAAAOA/aFLVmVhMLeI/s1600-h/SANY0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359634788417950850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SmE_cYl6VII/AAAAAAAAAOA/aFLVmVhMLeI/s320/SANY0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6440229981284861601-4671700886029703154?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/4671700886029703154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/07/free-at-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4671700886029703154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4671700886029703154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/07/free-at-last.html' title='Free at Last!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SmE_cYl6VII/AAAAAAAAAOA/aFLVmVhMLeI/s72-c/SANY0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-4424077212916694256</id><published>2009-07-03T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:57:22.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miguel the Monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sk61ckhs1AI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3L6Dml4VfC8/s1600-h/IMG_1565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354416509436089346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sk61ckhs1AI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3L6Dml4VfC8/s320/IMG_1565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls were in a summer camp play yesterday. The play was called Miguel the Monkey and the Cunning Lion. Big Girl played Flamingo #1. Little Girl played Miguel's Little Sister Monkey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354416505904589202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sk61cXXuaZI/AAAAAAAAANw/S_qW0poMXDc/s320/IMG_1570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The play was adorable. The costumes were awesome and the kids all did a great job. There were some serious thespians in the group!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354416503342977282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sk61cN0_UQI/AAAAAAAAANo/v6dFTfcv3ig/s320/IMG_1609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354416499616675154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sk61b_8kdVI/AAAAAAAAANg/NbfOwRE2Ss8/s320/IMG_1604.JPG" border="0" /&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/6440229981284861601-4424077212916694256?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/4424077212916694256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/07/miguel-monkey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4424077212916694256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4424077212916694256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/07/miguel-monkey.html' title='Miguel the Monkey'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sk61ckhs1AI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3L6Dml4VfC8/s72-c/IMG_1565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-8117039199999141553</id><published>2009-06-17T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:12:57.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New School Books!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SjkglwTQEsI/AAAAAAAAANY/RLZxLPzB7qM/s1600-h/IMG_2395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348341865472070338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SjkglwTQEsI/AAAAAAAAANY/RLZxLPzB7qM/s320/IMG_2395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Yesterday we got 2 huge boxes full of our new home school curriculum. Most parents of home schoolers are taking a huge sigh of relief that they have a break for a couple of months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Not me. I plan waaayyyy ahead. I love, love, love books. Books of all kinds. I would love to own a brand new set of encyclopedia even though the information would be outdated as soon as I open the box and all the info is free on the internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  *          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  *                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   I&lt;strong&gt; really&lt;/strong&gt; love fresh new textbooks. On the first day of school I always hoped I would be one of the first ones called up to the teacher's desk to pick up my new book. I knew the sooner I was called, the better my chances of getting a newer, fresher book. One with little to no wear and tear or writing. Even better than that...a brand new book...&lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; name the &lt;strong&gt;FIRST &lt;/strong&gt;on the&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;this book belongs to: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;page!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; *              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe when people ask me why we home school I should just tell the truth..."I'm in it for the books!"&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/6440229981284861601-8117039199999141553?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/8117039199999141553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-school-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/8117039199999141553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/8117039199999141553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-school-books.html' title='New School Books!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SjkglwTQEsI/AAAAAAAAANY/RLZxLPzB7qM/s72-c/IMG_2395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-2843689424052733925</id><published>2009-06-09T13:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:42:48.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go for the Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With one thing and another, I haven't been able to post lately. More on that later. On Memorial weekend we all hopped into the minivan and headed to the metropolis of Garberville, California for the Region 1 Tang So Do annual tournament. Big Girl was competing as a 6th Gup or green belt in the 9 and 10 year old division. Little Girl was to compete as a Little Dragon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year Big Girl competed 3 days after getting 8 stitches in her knee. She did not win a medal although she came close. We were really hoping she would place this year to make up some for that disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little Girl competed first. She was adorable, yet intimidating. She did an amazing job on her form and won her sparring match. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345436915668512882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Si7Oja-ucHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/_SGGK1F9XZc/s320/IMG_1335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her division, everyone wins a gold medal but she surely earned it...next year she will be in the Gup division like her sister so watch out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345437658843450210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Si7POrhcC2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/UTKPDmQPwrs/s320/IMG_1339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Next up was Big Girl. Dad and I had our fingers crossed she would place in forms. She had worked very hard on her form and we thought she'd have a pretty good shot at it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345443779651278546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Si7Uy9TvltI/AAAAAAAAANI/4LU7A1LYmq0/s320/IMG_1345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She tied for 3rd... They both had to do their form again... They tied for 3rd again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and I were biting our nails. Head judges were called in. The 3 judges made a call. It was 2 to 1 for the other kid. Boo Hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was sparring. She won her first match. It was hard to follow but she had 2 more matches and we thought she was doing well. When the announcements for awards came we held our breath and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gold Baby!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345441829765131474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Si7TBdaqLNI/AAAAAAAAANA/EhvM28Lo8sY/s320/IMG_1349.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Aren't they sweet?....I mean scary! Scary, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345445549448063954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Si7WZ-ULa9I/AAAAAAAAANQ/c-ZtBZiB8SA/s320/IMG_1351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/6440229981284861601-2843689424052733925?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/2843689424052733925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/06/go-for-gold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-6113092102630702110</id><published>2009-05-22T23:19:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:19:54.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dadsense by Anita Renfroe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/LtNGFh-dCe0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/LtNGFh-dCe0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-6113092102630702110?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/6113092102630702110/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-306593554470635674</id><published>2009-05-22T23:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:19:50.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anita Renfroe | William Tell Momisms | Official Version</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/YYukEAmoMCQ' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/YYukEAmoMCQ'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-306593554470635674?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-6351029160195181288</id><published>2009-05-18T11:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:51:47.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking Adventure</title><content type='html'>Being the adventurous, outdoors-y family that we are.  We embarked on a rugged 3-Day hike into the deep, dark, dangerous forest this weekend.  We left with only the clothes on our backs.  We planned to survive off the land.  Hunting for berries and small animals we would eat raw like  Survivorman Les Stroud.&lt;a href="http://dsc.discovery.com/fansites/survivorman/survivorman.html"&gt;http://dsc.discovery.com/fansites/survivorman/survivorman.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/ShGqWW0JtQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/tewpHdVg1uw/s1600-h/SANY0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337234334468912386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/ShGqWW0JtQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/tewpHdVg1uw/s320/SANY0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ignore what looks like man-made steps into the forest.  It is only an illusion...one of nature's mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/ShGqWe50U1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/NR_TnASBO24/s1600-h/SANY0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337234336640160594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/ShGqWe50U1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/NR_TnASBO24/s320/SANY0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Note the fear on the children's faces.  Though they are seasoned explorers there is always a chance someone might not make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/ShGqWInYyVI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/BsNsG7ogoa0/s1600-h/SANY0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337234330657278290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/ShGqWInYyVI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/BsNsG7ogoa0/s320/SANY0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the third day, morale is low due to hunger and weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/ShGqV6HKM0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/qW_KfP9ZNpc/s1600-h/SANY0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337234326764008258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/ShGqV6HKM0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/qW_KfP9ZNpc/s320/SANY0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh water at last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/ShGqVlgEJMI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Dh7pWCUEhbk/s1600-h/SANY0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337234321231324354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/ShGqVlgEJMI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Dh7pWCUEhbk/s320/SANY0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We reach the end of our adventure.  The tallest falls in the entire world!  (Or within an hour's drive of our house.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, starved,dehydrated and exhausted,we emerged from the forest to find sustenence and rest in the way of prime rib and wine at my favorite restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bet you didn't know we had it in us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-6351029160195181288?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/6351029160195181288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiking-adventure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6351029160195181288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6351029160195181288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiking-adventure.html' title='Hiking Adventure'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/ShGqWW0JtQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/tewpHdVg1uw/s72-c/SANY0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-643881484880793229</id><published>2009-04-24T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:30:44.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip (Or Why I Love Homeschooling)</title><content type='html'>The other day I didn't feel like home schooling. I decided to take a field trip. Luckily, I didn't have to work too hard to come up with an idea. We have a fabulous drive through animal park about 10 minutes from our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_G2nKXFnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qdDsaoaKt6c/s1600-h/IMG_2142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296170328338667122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_G2nKXFnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qdDsaoaKt6c/s320/IMG_2142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_Gsr0dn0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/CgHJJ3P02dQ/s1600-h/IMG_2136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296170157790306114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_Gsr0dn0I/AAAAAAAAAEg/CgHJJ3P02dQ/s320/IMG_2136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We used to be able to drive right on in with these guys. Their habitat was recently re-modeled so that they are behind fences...wonder what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_Gep0YSYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/QtVmTirzDhE/s1600-h/IMG_2147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296169916734916994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_Gep0YSYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/QtVmTirzDhE/s320/IMG_2147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_GQom9y_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GpRZgOXYUUo/s1600-h/IMG_2143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296169675892050930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_GQom9y_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GpRZgOXYUUo/s320/IMG_2143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This guy was stubbornly refusing to move aside for us to drive by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_GEjf9-vI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SfAf3RT_Rgk/s1600-h/IMG_2150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296169468362095346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_GEjf9-vI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SfAf3RT_Rgk/s320/IMG_2150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've been there a million times but we are always in awe of what we see there. There is always something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_F601_1CI/AAAAAAAAAEA/b_HrCW7W1UM/s1600-h/IMG_2152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296169301219202082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_F601_1CI/AAAAAAAAAEA/b_HrCW7W1UM/s320/IMG_2152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today it was a baby emu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_FgAG1PBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2xrRHaf95fk/s1600-h/IMG_2126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296168840386133010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_FgAG1PBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2xrRHaf95fk/s320/IMG_2126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_Faa3QxtI/AAAAAAAAADw/bfGo5wfwoqo/s1600-h/IMG_2125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296168744489371346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_Faa3QxtI/AAAAAAAAADw/bfGo5wfwoqo/s320/IMG_2125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love home school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-643881484880793229?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/643881484880793229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/02/field-trip-or-why-i-love-homeschooling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/643881484880793229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/643881484880793229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/02/field-trip-or-why-i-love-homeschooling.html' title='Field Trip (Or Why I Love Homeschooling)'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_G2nKXFnI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qdDsaoaKt6c/s72-c/IMG_2142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-8831925453283678083</id><published>2009-04-21T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T09:00:03.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>Sunday was my dad's 65th birthday party. It was a surprise party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sey9fRhkFbI/AAAAAAAAALU/yhf-fkM1J4c/s1600-h/dad+surprise+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326840804250228146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sey9fRhkFbI/AAAAAAAAALU/yhf-fkM1J4c/s320/dad+surprise+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sadly, I was unable to make the trip. I was thinking of him, though. I am sure there was a lot of laughing, joking and food. Here he is looking genuinely surprised. I hear he didn't suspect a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sey9fTT4aWI/AAAAAAAAALM/BSlbfwxUJsQ/s1600-h/dad+surprise+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326840804729710946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sey9fTT4aWI/AAAAAAAAALM/BSlbfwxUJsQ/s320/dad+surprise+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my dad with my beautiful Aunt Nancy. Oh, Dad's pretty handsome,too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sey9faUAQyI/AAAAAAAAALE/wjrzs-WinnE/s1600-h/dad+surprise+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326840806609273634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sey9faUAQyI/AAAAAAAAALE/wjrzs-WinnE/s320/dad+surprise+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my Dad with my hilarious cousin Kenny and my two wonderfully sweet and funny cousins Kelly and Kathy. (Please don't tell Kenny I think he's funny it'll go to his head and no one needs that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sey9fI_x41I/AAAAAAAAAK8/EeB8Xye5kPs/s1600-h/dad+surprise+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326840801961042770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sey9fI_x41I/AAAAAAAAAK8/EeB8Xye5kPs/s320/dad+surprise+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my family. My very pretty sister Debbie and her equally pretty mother Agnella, Dad and my handsome brother Chris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It looks as if everyone had a great time and Dad really deserved a special day. He is one special guy and I'm not just saying that because he reads my blog. I love you, Dad. Happy birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-8831925453283678083?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/8831925453283678083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/04/surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/8831925453283678083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/8831925453283678083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/04/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sey9fRhkFbI/AAAAAAAAALU/yhf-fkM1J4c/s72-c/dad+surprise+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-4717083564128484862</id><published>2009-04-20T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T09:25:26.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Back Yard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Seyh1kPB_UI/AAAAAAAAAKU/LNTHGAdxryA/s1600-h/IMG_1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326810400904314178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Seyh1kPB_UI/AAAAAAAAAKU/LNTHGAdxryA/s320/IMG_1218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally got our landscaping done! Hooray! Around these parts good landscapers are hard to come by and you need to be related to one or be married to the mob or the mayor to get one to even THINK about coming to your house for an estimate, much less actually show up and do the work. But finally after much, much,much patience (sort of), it is done and I am much pleased with the work. Because we are on a slope, there isn't much grass but there is a lot of plants and trees. 2 apple, 2 pear and 2 cherry trees among them. It may be a while before they produce fruit but I can wait. Now all I need is a little bistro table for my top deck so I can sit in the morning sipping my coffee and enjoying my view!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326806552507074674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SeyeVj1oSHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/3EJK_ss5ZU8/s320/IMG_1207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326807737514870674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SeyfaiVgR5I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DcivgmZYfWk/s320/IMG_1208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326808161823953922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SeyfzPArFAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/vBhDoR55cqE/s320/IMG_1219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326809512841264930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SeyhB38TPyI/AAAAAAAAAKM/LRQIzhSPcZw/s320/IMG_1212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326808511597028562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SeygHmBEpNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/3vrpIl9Ah9I/s320/IMG_1216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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type='text'>Home School Science Fair</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I put on the First Annual Home School Science Fair. There were six participants from the ages of six to nine.  There was a broad variety of subjects and all the kids did a great job.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXoYHou9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/JdgujDQ_OYU/s1600-h/IMG_3190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321240048407460818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXoYHou9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/JdgujDQ_OYU/s320/IMG_3190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We learned goldfish don't care what kind of surroundings they live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXoHRHzSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/f2_NxWNWVRo/s1600-h/IMG_3189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321240043883842850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXoHRHzSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/f2_NxWNWVRo/s320/IMG_3189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We learned about the skeleton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXn3CrB9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/3xoUDwVXnmw/s1600-h/IMG_3187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321240039528269778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXn3CrB9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/3xoUDwVXnmw/s320/IMG_3187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned that male and female sense of smell differs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXNDW1B3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/bXFnXjRbd68/s1600-h/IMG_3195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321239578977568626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXNDW1B3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/bXFnXjRbd68/s320/IMG_3195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We learned all about Pill bugs or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rolly&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Polys&lt;/span&gt; as I call them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXMxiN_dI/AAAAAAAAAIs/9SMhHX61GJM/s1600-h/IMG_3192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321239574193503698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXMxiN_dI/AAAAAAAAAIs/9SMhHX61GJM/s320/IMG_3192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We learned that dogs have the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;germy&lt;/span&gt; mouths, not humans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXMlMWHQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_0Lo8lwsxd4/s1600-h/IMG_3191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321239570880535810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXMlMWHQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_0Lo8lwsxd4/s320/IMG_3191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We learned that Debbie Meyers green bags really work.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321239585892281442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXNdHbLGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/PsxkdqPLZo8/s320/IMG_3199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;There were 2 winners in the six and seven year old category.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321239582975005442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXNSP5EwI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Qi7mcTn6Sys/s320/IMG_3202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And luckily, there were 4 winners in the eight to nine- year -old category with a tie for third place.  No, I did not plan it that way, I wasn't even judging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had two great judges who took their job very seriously and chose the winners well, I think.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Janel and Shelley! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Congratulations to all the girls.  You did a great job.  Can't wait for the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; annual Home School Science Fair!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-8303503210640719285?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/8303503210640719285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/04/home-school-science-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/8303503210640719285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/8303503210640719285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/04/home-school-science-fair.html' title='Home School Science Fair'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SdjXoYHou9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/JdgujDQ_OYU/s72-c/IMG_3190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-2965211133435896051</id><published>2009-03-27T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:36:18.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning-It's a Good Thing</title><content type='html'>This is my children's playroom.  Not much playing going on in here.  I decided to take this Spring Break and do some heavy spring labor...slave labor.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Scz5eAHYOhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/iuVdFqr2J3A/s1600-h/IMG_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317899553840052754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Scz5eAHYOhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/iuVdFqr2J3A/s320/IMG_1083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Come here, Girls....I have something for you.  2 cardboard boxes and a filthy room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Scz42fMc7oI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RcomMBtFYmg/s1600-h/IMG_1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317898874988064386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Scz42fMc7oI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RcomMBtFYmg/s320/IMG_1084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But mom! We LOVE all these toys!  We can't get rid of ANY of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Scz3K6w4jII/AAAAAAAAAIM/Ojbt0GXhlrE/s1600-h/IMG_1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317897026962754690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Scz3K6w4jII/AAAAAAAAAIM/Ojbt0GXhlrE/s320/IMG_1085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh...A garage sale, you say? Money...you say?  Money for more toys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Scz2d67cJbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/C6AHEBUrVHk/s1600-h/IMG_1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317896253912917426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Scz2d67cJbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/C6AHEBUrVHk/s320/IMG_1086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Scz1eYeUq2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/SmHrezOTBqM/s1600-h/IMG_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317895162332228450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Scz1eYeUq2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/SmHrezOTBqM/s320/IMG_1087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do I know how to motivate or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Scz04mzNmNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UjyHxqjWqQA/s1600-h/IMG_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317894513342912722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Scz04mzNmNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UjyHxqjWqQA/s320/IMG_1089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wanna come to a garage sale? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-2965211133435896051?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/2965211133435896051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-cleaning-its-good-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/2965211133435896051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/2965211133435896051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-cleaning-its-good-thing.html' title='Spring Cleaning-It&apos;s a Good Thing'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Scz5eAHYOhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/iuVdFqr2J3A/s72-c/IMG_1083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-299622354604234128</id><published>2009-03-09T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T12:05:01.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii! Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVgSjb9LfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/15Wvszr_BHc/s1600-h/SANY0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311257207419776498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVgSjb9LfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/15Wvszr_BHc/s320/SANY0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids loved the beach...we were there every chance we got. There was a great area where the water was only a couple of feet deep but the waves could still come in and out. The girls could safely boogie board and swim without me constantly telling them to come closer to the shore. I got a chance to work on my tan...hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVfWeGc2PI/AAAAAAAAAHU/dWuQi1xKMPM/s1600-h/SANY0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311256175195248882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVfWeGc2PI/AAAAAAAAAHU/dWuQi1xKMPM/s320/SANY0145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah was brave enough to try poi at the Polynesian Culture Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVe5UplqaI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6K8zGvzlPdY/s1600-h/SANY0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311255674442066338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVe5UplqaI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6K8zGvzlPdY/s320/SANY0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was not a fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVeq6QfrqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NJJKF-8ZXzo/s1600-h/SANY0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311255426839326370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVeq6QfrqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NJJKF-8ZXzo/s320/SANY0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone caught fish in the pond...except me. I tried for a really, really long time, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVeJbIdEdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_r6ZX0c8NjE/s1600-h/SANY0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311254851548418514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVeJbIdEdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_r6ZX0c8NjE/s320/SANY0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dum Dum! give me some Gum Gum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVcqZ-eWMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fi58itqWi4o/s1600-h/SANY0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311253219150551234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVcqZ-eWMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fi58itqWi4o/s320/SANY0177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you don't know what I'm talking about, watch A Night at the Museum...a must see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVcH5BZ5XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/fgTo2U21L1k/s1600-h/SANY0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311252626188920178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVcH5BZ5XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/fgTo2U21L1k/s320/SANY0181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went on a tour of the Iolani Palace. It was beautiful. Definitely worth the ride on the city bus to get there but don't ask Sarah that question...she was not a fan of the city bus. I think she still has nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVb3UuBWYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/vcSxsU3SdTg/s1600-h/SANY0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311252341566036354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVb3UuBWYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/vcSxsU3SdTg/s320/SANY0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a circle island tour and this was one of the scenic stops near the north shore. Note that it is overcast and we look cold. That is because it was cold. Or we thought it was until we got back home and it was snowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311262678885119154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVlRCO8tLI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kPkjMMGnApA/s320/SANY0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was another beautiful spot. Great for snorkling near the north shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311251853786135186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVba7mOupI/AAAAAAAAAGU/UVn06oiuZZc/s320/SANY0199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;YUMMMM! Last stop was the Dole Pineapple Fields. One of our favorite places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311263407988645970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVl7eWxoFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xU_t4YjdYHM/s320/SANY0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Heading to the airport...in a limo! Everyone was sad to be going home.  We had a great time.  I was secretly glad to be headed home.  Until I heard there was snow.  The 3 hour drive at 11 pm wasn't much fun, either.  The best part was getting into a tempurpedic mattress that had been chilled to 50 degrees and was solid rock!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now the only question is "Where to next?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-299622354604234128?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/299622354604234128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/03/hawaii-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/299622354604234128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/299622354604234128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/03/hawaii-part-ii.html' title='Hawaii! Part II'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbVgSjb9LfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/15Wvszr_BHc/s72-c/SANY0130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-6618173671018583361</id><published>2009-03-05T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:30:56.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first of probably many installments of Hawaii Pics. I took no less than 200 pictures and videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309767214772110242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbAVJkSBw6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/qxNm0L52ox0/s320/SANY0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first picture...the view from our room. The penthouse, no less! The walls had floor to ceiling windows with views of Waikiki Beach and Diamond Head. Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbASusCer1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/KrWW9ASHzmM/s1600-h/SANY0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309764553974656850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbASusCer1I/AAAAAAAAAFc/KrWW9ASHzmM/s320/SANY0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was shopping, of course. The International market where bargains could be had on Plumeria jewelry, pearls in the shell, flip flops and everything in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309764979382690306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbATHczqIgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/g-NW8pNtfCA/s320/SANY0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first sunset. Unfortunately, persistent cloud cover prevented me from getting any great sunset shots but we liked the view just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309765444284865474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbATigs-W8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/nXdlKCx95OI/s320/SANY0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took a boat out to the Atlantis Submarine. The water was so blue! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309765825014535554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbAT4rCAFYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3zCgxgNK7Og/s320/SANY0093.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The views from the boat were unbeatable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309766427393281698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbAUbvESTqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/k_7nqxsxPDM/s320/SANY0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is an unobstructed view of Diamond Head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309771237691152514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbAYzu0q2II/AAAAAAAAAGM/u0I20QQuK9U/s320/SANY0116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sea Turtle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pictures to follow. The weather was great. A little cloudy and windy at times but still warm! Much better than Oregon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate a lot! I love the fresh seafood in Hawaii...can't be beat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6440229981284861601-6618173671018583361?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/6618173671018583361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/03/hawaii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6618173671018583361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/6618173671018583361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/03/hawaii.html' title='Hawaii!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SbAVJkSBw6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/qxNm0L52ox0/s72-c/SANY0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-5561870123573776129</id><published>2009-03-04T11:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:49:59.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Club Pick- The Kite Runner</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sa7YDnOH0LI/AAAAAAAAAFA/r7aAwC02xGk/s1600-h/kite+runner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309418567295815858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sa7YDnOH0LI/AAAAAAAAAFA/r7aAwC02xGk/s320/kite+runner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February's pick for book club was &lt;strong&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/strong&gt;. I didn't know much about the book but I guess I was judging it by it's cover because I had decided I wasn't going to like it. I put off starting the book until my vacation. I read a couple of other books, took my time. I read the first few chapters, got to an emotionally heartwrenching part and put down the book and told my husband that I refused to finish it no matter what my book club thought! So There!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I couldn't sleep that night wondering whatever happened to Hassan and Amir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kite Runner follows the story of Amir, the privileged son of a wealthy businessman in Kabul, and Hassan, the son of Amir's father's servant. As children in the relatively stable Afghanistan of the early 1970s, the boys are inseparable. They spend idyllic days running kites and telling stories of mystical places and powerful warriors until an unspeakable event changes the nature of their relationship forever, and eventually cements their bond in ways neither boy could have ever predicted. Even after Amir and his father flee to America, Amir remains haunted by his cowardly actions and disloyalty. In part, it is these demons and the sometimes impossible quest for forgiveness that bring him back to his war-torn native land after it comes under Taliban rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book was impossible to put down. The characters, though flawed were completely fascinating. I was surprised when I later found out that the story was not a memoir but a work of fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot about Afghanistan and it's people and culture which left me wanting more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this book to everyone. Even someone like me who was sure this book would not be my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to begin Khaled Hosseini's &lt;strong&gt;A Thousand Splendid Suns&lt;/strong&gt; soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next book club pick is &lt;strong&gt;The Lucky One&lt;/strong&gt; by Nicholas Sparks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-5561870123573776129?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5561870123573776129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/03/book-club-pick-kite-runner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5561870123573776129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5561870123573776129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/03/book-club-pick-kite-runner.html' title='Book Club Pick- The Kite Runner'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/Sa7YDnOH0LI/AAAAAAAAAFA/r7aAwC02xGk/s72-c/kite+runner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-4097882456749379428</id><published>2009-02-10T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:12:18.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check Out April Showers!</title><content type='html'>I love this blog.  I read it every day.  Today's blog was hilarious.  I had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aprildphillips.blogspot.com/2009/02/april-dancing.html"&gt;http://aprildphillips.blogspot.com/2009/02/april-dancing.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-4097882456749379428?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/4097882456749379428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/02/check-out-april-showers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4097882456749379428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4097882456749379428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/02/check-out-april-showers.html' title='Check Out April Showers!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-5571613567016548320</id><published>2009-02-09T09:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T09:17:18.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazon Introduces the Kindle 2</title><content type='html'>I knew it!  The Kindle 2 is coming out in a few weeks.  I knew they would put out a better one after the kinks were worked out.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SZBjpFBDB0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/TLH93vjKfaU/s1600-h/kindle+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300846318787430210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SZBjpFBDB0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/TLH93vjKfaU/s320/kindle+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't care though, I love my Kindle.  The only changes they have made that I care about is the quicker page turning and it is lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want an audio book so that new feature doesn't woo me.  I think they should have backlit the screen, though.  That's the only thing I find difficult about my Kindle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did not increase the price! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still HIGHLY recommend this item....If you are not a big reader, you will become one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I warn you ,though...your spouse will be jealous of the other love in your life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-5571613567016548320?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5571613567016548320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/02/amazon-introduces-kindle-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5571613567016548320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5571613567016548320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/02/amazon-introduces-kindle-2.html' title='Amazon Introduces the Kindle 2'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SZBjpFBDB0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/TLH93vjKfaU/s72-c/kindle+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-1746676056295779264</id><published>2009-02-06T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:46:22.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Good Book Made Into a Movie- 1st Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SYxzq-qiVCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/J0JJk91pvPI/s1600-h/time+travelers+wife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299738043721339938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SYxzq-qiVCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/J0JJk91pvPI/s320/time+travelers+wife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our book club read this book a couple of months ago. I picked it for our group and I loved it. Now they are making it into a movie. I know what I said before about Marley and Me but I can't wait to see it. The actors they chose look perfect to play the parts of Clare and Henry. (Rachel McAdams and Eric Bana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a romantic drama about a Chicago librarian with a gene that causes him to involuntarily time travel, and the complications it creates for his marriage. Lots of twists and turns and you need to pay attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see the book come to life but I still think the book should be read first. Therefore, I am having a giveaway! The odds are slim of winning this book because I have thousands of loyal readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post a comment about your favorite book that was turned into a movie or your favorite movie that came from a book to win. Open until Thursday, Feb 12 at 8pm Pacific time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-1746676056295779264?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/1746676056295779264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-b.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/1746676056295779264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/1746676056295779264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-b.html' title='Another Good Book Made Into a Movie- 1st Giveaway!'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SYxzq-qiVCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/J0JJk91pvPI/s72-c/time+travelers+wife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-424837356389906457</id><published>2009-02-05T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:04:36.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh! The Sweet Smell of Success</title><content type='html'>I made another attempt to make Whole Wheat White Bread in my bread machine using King Arthur White Whole Wheat Flour....Success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would normally post a picture of the delicious, light, yummy bread but I cut into it right away and before I knew it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-424837356389906457?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/424837356389906457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahhhh-sweet-smell-of-success.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/424837356389906457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/424837356389906457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahhhh-sweet-smell-of-success.html' title='Ahhhh! The Sweet Smell of Success'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-4306586278412018180</id><published>2009-01-27T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:37:55.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Am Not An Animal"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_EGngLHfI/AAAAAAAAADg/EJquUdPbkuc/s1600-h/IMG_2157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296167304773180914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_EGngLHfI/AAAAAAAAADg/EJquUdPbkuc/s320/IMG_2157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was my first thought as I took this out of my bread machine. Apparently, you cannot use wheat flour with a white bread recipe, even if it is King Arthur's White Whole Wheat Flour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I think the name is a bit misleading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;None of the wise females in the house would entertain the thought of eating this deformed beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hunny did try to eat it as part of his "Nothing goes to waste"philosophy on life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296167484670273378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_ERFq-52I/AAAAAAAAADo/ZbL-c5O7ZZ0/s320/IMG_2156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Even he, did not succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-4306586278412018180?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/4306586278412018180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-not-animal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4306586278412018180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4306586278412018180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-not-animal.html' title='&quot;I Am Not An Animal&quot;'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SX_EGngLHfI/AAAAAAAAADg/EJquUdPbkuc/s72-c/IMG_2157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-2135884224938640580</id><published>2009-01-21T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:26:45.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date for the Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SXeN5D0aBWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xqAJsr5pPaM/s1600-h/Marley_and_Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293855898414482786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SXeN5D0aBWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xqAJsr5pPaM/s320/Marley_and_Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ei-YE7hpyyU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ei-YE7hpyyU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hunny and I had a rare trip to the movies on Sunday.  I had planned on having a real, live babysitter come to the house, going to an actual restaurant without asking for 2 kids menus and seeing a movie inappropriate for children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, plans changed and we went to visit the in-laws over the holiday weekend.  I was REALLY looking forward to seeing Marley and Me, though.  So, I basically told my Mother-in-Law that she was taking my 2 plus my nephew to see Hotel for Dogs while hunny and I went next door for Marley and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book was great.  It was funny, sad, entertaining and made you really care for the people in the story and the dog.  You totally GOT why this family would keep and love such an incorrigible dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie, not as much.   Hunny, who did not read the book said he enjoyed the movie (although I think it had more to do with Jennifer Anniston skinny-dipping) but he did not understand why anyone would keep a dog like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dissapointed that the movie did not go deep enough into John and Jen's emotions and relationship with the dog.There were a lot of ups and downs in their lives not explored. There was too much of John Grogan's disappointment with work and his relationship with his shallow best friend(neither of which was much of a story line in the book).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is probably a good one for someone who hasn't read the book.  Lots of cute puppies and it is funny at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice, though...skip the movie and read the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good read by John Grogan...The Longest Trip Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunny and I did have a good time at the movie.  We went out for dinner as planned but had to ask for 3 kids menus!  Oh, well.  Maybe next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-2135884224938640580?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/2135884224938640580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/01/date-for-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/2135884224938640580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/2135884224938640580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/01/date-for-movies.html' title='Date for the Movies'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SXeN5D0aBWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xqAJsr5pPaM/s72-c/Marley_and_Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-4576746546432536063</id><published>2009-01-15T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:05:56.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to My Circus</title><content type='html'>My darling ones have some unusual talents. I don't know how they discovered their talents but I like to trot them out like circus acts for the amusement of myself and others. They love it. Both girls love being the center of attention so don't feel too bad for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daughter number two has marching eyebrows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291746521847798850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SXAPbLwlnEI/AAAAAAAAADA/uX6b4Je7ypM/s320/emily+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SXAPPCCpYBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/U85tTjhOFHc/s1600-h/emily2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291746313080758290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SXAPPCCpYBI/AAAAAAAAAC4/U85tTjhOFHc/s320/emily2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SXAPGZvwTaI/AAAAAAAAACw/mRbJr8BSZcs/s1600-h/emily3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291746164825148834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SXAPGZvwTaI/AAAAAAAAACw/mRbJr8BSZcs/s320/emily3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And This...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SXAO6hSZuVI/AAAAAAAAACo/96yOgjonU1A/s1600-h/sarah+tongue+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291745960691087698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SXAO6hSZuVI/AAAAAAAAACo/96yOgjonU1A/s320/sarah+tongue+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just defies explaination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SXAOnMX8swI/AAAAAAAAACg/IaPkkxgEg64/s1600-h/sarah+tongue+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291745628659692290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SXAOnMX8swI/AAAAAAAAACg/IaPkkxgEg64/s320/sarah+tongue+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just have to know if you have ever seen anything like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-4576746546432536063?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/4576746546432536063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-darling-ones-have-some-unusual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4576746546432536063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/4576746546432536063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-darling-ones-have-some-unusual.html' title='Welcome to My Circus'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SXAPbLwlnEI/AAAAAAAAADA/uX6b4Je7ypM/s72-c/emily+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-3381507996476682387</id><published>2009-01-14T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:20:25.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shorts in January</title><content type='html'>I have a problem...it's not a terrible problem but one that has been weighing heavily on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number one child has grown 22 inches since last summer and will be a small version of Daisy Duke on our vacation next month if I can't find summer clothes now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does one find girl's size 10-12 shorts and tops in Oregon in January?&lt;br /&gt;It's a trick question---The answer is "nowhere."  I've wasted one tank of gas and countless hours on this mission impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well.  She can wear a bathing suit and hula skirt all week, can't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now about sandals....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-3381507996476682387?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/3381507996476682387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/01/shorts-in-january.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/3381507996476682387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/3381507996476682387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/01/shorts-in-january.html' title='Shorts in January'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-2792103188024207539</id><published>2009-01-07T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:21:10.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear Lovin'</title><content type='html'>Today is my baby's 6th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the big birthday party yesterday. We drove an hour away to the nearest big mall and Build-a-Bear workshop followed by lunch and more at Chuck-e-Cheese's. Yes, most kids would be happy with Build-a-Bear workshop OR Chuck-e-Cheese's but not my over-achiever. She needed both. She tried to throw in a trip to Jungle Jump but I did draw the line there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily insisted as this was Daddy's first trip ever to Build-a-Bear workshop that he absolutely MUST build a bear of his very own. Ever a trooper, he agreed. This is the bear he chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288794795053567906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SWWS2EkaT6I/AAAAAAAAABo/bN0QQxXIq2c/s320/IMG_2067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He said it reminded him of him-- a little old gray man. I did think the hair looked vaguely familiar.&lt;/p&gt;Being the good Daddy he is, stuck through the dancing, the spinning around, kissing the heart to be stuffed into the bear. He dutifully took his bear to the grooming station and proceed to pick out an outfit for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SWWUcwTzWkI/AAAAAAAAABw/lhkhbSBmUV0/s1600-h/IMG_2081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288796559141722690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SWWUcwTzWkI/AAAAAAAAABw/lhkhbSBmUV0/s320/IMG_2081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The time had come to name the bear and Daddy chose the name "Man Bear" just to show that his bear was macho even if he did come to life after a dance and chant with a group of under 8 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Emily chose a wedding dress for her bear and announced that she was going to marry Man Bear in a ceremony later that night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here is the wedding photo&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SWWWFqkHMvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ayaj-1nTLUk/s1600-h/IMG_2118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288798361485783794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SWWWFqkHMvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ayaj-1nTLUk/s320/IMG_2118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured are from left to right: The best man, Man Bear, Preacher Pinky, Bride Lianna, the bridesmaid and the Flower girl Skyler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love my honey for loving his girls enough to take part in bear weddings and I love having girls who love having bear weddings.&lt;/p&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/6440229981284861601-2792103188024207539?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/2792103188024207539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-my-babys-6th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/2792103188024207539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/2792103188024207539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-my-babys-6th-birthday.html' title='Bear Lovin&apos;'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SWWS2EkaT6I/AAAAAAAAABo/bN0QQxXIq2c/s72-c/IMG_2067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-610563997842297318</id><published>2009-01-04T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T10:43:09.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gym Pet Peeves</title><content type='html'>I Love the Gym.  I don't love thinking about going, actually getting up out of my chair,getting dressed and driving to the gym, but once I'm there I LOVE my gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am at a spa.  My girls happily dance off to the child care area where there are games, movies, music and a constantly updated array of coloring pages.  More often than not I am greeted with an "AWWWW, ALREADY?"  when I return.  I know they are safe and having fun which makes my time away from them all the more sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I casually retreat to the locker room where I retrieve my IPOD with 10 songs by people I don't know.  The songs were chosen for the speed of the tempo.  Just enough to keep my feet moving at a good clip on the elliptical trainer. Often I grab my Amazon Kindle.  Easily my most favorite thing that is not a person.  Oprah agrees with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/slideshow/oprahshow/20081024_tows_kindle"&gt;http://www.oprah.com/slideshow/oprahshow/20081024_tows_kindle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stash my bag in the cherry wood locker, lock with the key provided and head upstairs to the co-ed cardio room.  This brings me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pet Peeve #1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;New Year's Resolutions&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; My gym has elliptical trainers, stair steppers, treadmills and bikes galore. Usually I have my choice of 10-20 machines.  Of course I have my favorites and head towards them.  I have a routine. I like my routine. I am borderline Obsessive Compulsive.  January really messes with my order...Where did all these people come from?  Why are you in MY gym?  Get off of MY machine!  The co-ed cardio room is packed in January.  I am sure I am no stranger to this irritation but I feel I must vent. So I wait my turn as the smell of fresh-baked cookies wafts up from the cafe...what kind of cruelty is it to bake cookies at the gym cafe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my gym locker room.  It is my favorite part of going to the gym.  I get to shower in a private shower, as long as I want...no one is yelling at me through the glass that she is hungry or needs her bottom wiped.  No one is whining about the unfairness of having to deal with an older(younger)sister for 10 minutes alone.  No dogs licking the outside of the shower door....you get the drift.  Then I get to blow dry my hair, put make-up on and get dressed-ALONE!  Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pet Peeve #2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Locker Room Nudity. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Not mine, other women's.  I just don't get it.  Sure, walking from the shower to locker tightly wrapped in a towel or 2 is fine.  Milliseconds of nudity required to drop towel and put on undies, okay.  But really? Hair drying, makeup applying, walking back and forth greeting people and having drawn out conversations  while completely buck naked?  Sometimes I couldn't tell you if my own mother was in that locker room I spend so much time with my eyes directed to the floor.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally Pet Peeve #2 has a direct relationship to Pet Peeve #1 and if I am patient and good I will have my quiet,lovely day spa back soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-610563997842297318?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/610563997842297318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-gym-pet-peeves.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/610563997842297318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/610563997842297318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-gym-pet-peeves.html' title='My Gym Pet Peeves'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-5959101937891316010</id><published>2009-01-01T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:01:11.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve Partying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we did it! We stayed up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; midnight and then some. The kids were fine, mind you. I was falling asleep in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;s'mores&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286414005254031522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SV0dh3bRCKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mOOI9gVEmS0/s320/IMG_1009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We followed the kids plan... had our delicious meal of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hot dogs&lt;/span&gt; and beans, watched Wall-E (that was pretty cute), played Scrabble-Sarah is a mean Scrabble player...she gave me a run for my money. Enjoyed a fireworks show from the new hot tub( a Christmas gift to ourselves) and toasted in the new year with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;s'mores&lt;/span&gt; and sparkling grape juice...I am not sure if the nausea I am feeling this morning is from the lack of sleep, strange mixture of food or both. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids were up until 2:30 a.m., they say. I was well into REM sleep by then. Here's what they looked like at 9:00 a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286415381461160866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SV0ex-MnU6I/AAAAAAAAABY/KABnFqGXchQ/s320/IMG_1018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The big girl woke up at 9:30. We didn't see the little one until 11:30. Here's how the new year looks to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286416238132731442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SV0fj1jCHjI/AAAAAAAAABg/pIsrOHLSu_4/s320/IMG_1017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Should be a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/6440229981284861601-5959101937891316010?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5959101937891316010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-we-did-it-we-stayed-up-until.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5959101937891316010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5959101937891316010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-we-did-it-we-stayed-up-until.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve Partying'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SV0dh3bRCKI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mOOI9gVEmS0/s72-c/IMG_1009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440229981284861601.post-5794345786386387477</id><published>2008-12-31T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:47:53.642-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>New Blog, New Year</title><content type='html'>Today is New Year's Eve. Supposedly a chance for a new start. New beginnings. New resolutions. But I'm the Mom. So my day tomorrow will probably be the same as today, yesterday, the day before that and so on and so on. I actually never really know what the day will bring being a stay-at-home (I wish!), homeschooling karate mom of 2 girls. But I do have a new blog. I am very new to this. I only found out what a blog is recently when I was introduced to the Pioneerwoman.com by my aunt and cousin from Oklahoma. I was instantly addicted. Looking to her to brighten each day with her humor and irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we party like it's 2008! My girls and I (ages 8 and 5) are going to party hardy. We prepared ourselves for staying up until midnight by having a 2 hour nap. Soon we begin the feast! Hot dogs, pork-n-beans and s'mores. I did not pick the menu. Santa brought a ton of videos so we will try to watch a few and then we'll (hopefully) bring in the new year with hats, party blowers, poppers and sparkling grape juice. Dad will try to make it as well but he is working tomorrow so maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say my partying has had to be toned down because I'm the Mom. But alas, the truth is that if I wasn't working the night shift I have always been tucked snug in my bed by midnight on New Year's Eve. I've never been a partier in general and especially on New Year's Eve. I'm much happier at home with a few of my favorite things. A good book, a hot cup of coffee and the people I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a great New Year's Eve party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440229981284861601-5794345786386387477?l=itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/feeds/5794345786386387477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-blog-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5794345786386387477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6440229981284861601/posts/default/5794345786386387477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsbecauseimthemom.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-blog-new-year.html' title='New Blog, New Year'/><author><name>It's Because I'm the Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01876607251813554156</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AijKSsNKctg/SVwjGCfirvI/AAAAAAAAAA4/zaju-79HnmU/S220/scan0008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
