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I replied with a few words of my own and the last sentence was "Hope your day is full of precious memories!" If you know me, I started remembering moments and memories of my own Daddy. It really is "little things" that spur our mind and our heart to remember and cherish those who were, and still are, a part of us.<br />
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As I was washing up some pots and pans this afternoon, I thought of Daddy. I was struggling to get some "crud" off of the bottom side and edge of the pan. My thought was, if Daddy was here he would have the bottoms of my pans sparkling clean. <br />
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When he would come over to visit when my girls were little he quite often help me clean up the kitchen. When we lived on the farm he would help in the kitchen or mop and buff the floors for me.* He would stand at the sink with a cloth or apron around his waist and a dishtowel thrown over his shoulder.<br />
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When Mother and Daddy lived in Yuma, they would visit Brenda and me here in Kansas. After family meals, many of which he had cooked, he would head to the kitchen sink. If it was a holiday meal or family get together here, Arizona, Texas, or where ever we were he would volunteer the men to clean up the kitchen.<br />
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It was a little thing, but I think doing "little things" for others could be labelled his Love Language.<br />
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*I'm sad to say he never got to see (or clean)my beautiful wood floors that Bob and Annie stripped and finished for me in our last home. He would have loved them and been happy that I had them.<br />
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This little girl <b><i><u>LOVES</u></i></b> her Pappy! </div>
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She will "settle" for Gram if Pappy is out of the house and <i>maybe</i> if he is in another room. </div>
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Selah enjoyed helping Pappy cook Sausage Gravy for breakfast </div>
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Reading with Pappy </div>
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Visiting Aunt Brenda's flower shop found her clinging to Pappy for most of the visit</div>
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Selah and Pappy were partners during Hide & Seek. They found some great hiding places.</div>
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Like I said "She's Pappy's girl"</div>
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Over the Memorial Day weekend we were blessed to have Chloe, Kaleah, and Selah while their Momma and Daddy had some time away to celebrate their 12th anniversary. They brought much JOY to Gram and Pappy as well as MaMaw Wood, Great Grandma Keesee, and Great Aunt Brenda. We packed a whole lot of fun into the weekend!</div>
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New Year's Day is my Daddy's birthday. He would have been 84 years old yesterday, so I guess it is the 84th anniversary of his birth. I have really missed my Daddy this last year and I haven't been to his grave since Memorial Day. It isn't that I feel compelled to go or that I feel you have to visit a grave. It is simply that it is a spot where my whole focus can be on him, the life he lived, the Christian man he was, and what a wonderful Daddy he was. I like to go alone or have Bob take me. I usually go on Father's Day - some times I take a card or note, others it is a Bible Class project that my students and I make about our Dads. Sometimes I just go, I sit and think about the past, the here & now, or even the future.</div>
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When we started the trip to Logan on New Year's Day there were kids (and some parents) sledding at the park. I thought about how Daddy loved to take the grandkids to the park when it snowed. Of course, a few of us parents (a/k/a kids) loved to go too. It was so much fun and my girls loved that PaPaw would think of doing something so fun with them. </div>
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The sun was setting as we drove west. Daddy loved to watch the sun set - to view the picture that God had painted for us. It is a good time to reflect on God's majesty, His power, and His love for us. I must admit that Kansas Sunsets are AMAZING!</div>
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I think Daddy picked this cemetery plot for it's view. You can stand there and see his hometown of Logan, KS, there's a field to the south which is home to some horses in warmer seasons. Off to the west and northwest there are some grasses & country scenery. It was dusk and hard to see, but I know Daddy enjoyed the view. A person can just pick a spot and slowly turn around and see the land that God created.</div>
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Off to the southwest is Logan, Daddy's hometown. He attended school there, it is the town where my brother Bob was born. Logan is the town my Grandparents lived in for over 50 years. </div>
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These words just about sum up my Daddy's life. Now I wish we had put "Christian" under his name. He wasn't a Christian when he met my Mother. When they became Christians, God molded them into the spouses, parents and grandparents that God intended them to be. I thank God for putting me into their family!</div>
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We took Maddie with us - she enjoyed running while I reminisced, took a few pictures, and shed a few tears. When I started crying, Bob just held me. </div>
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I MISS MY DADDY!</div>
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Our thoughts were "Thank you God for bringing this sweet girl safely into this world. Thank you for a healthy granddaughter. Thank you for keeping our daughter safe through this pregnancy and delivery." </div>
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For Valentines Day this year Brenda (aka Grammy) and Becky gave me a sweet gift. </div>
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You know it will be wonderful, that you will love your grandbabies, and that you will love being a grandparent. Not until you <i>catch that first glimpse of that little one</i>, <i>until you snuggle them in your arms</i>, <i>until you sing "Jesus Loves Me" to</i> t<i>hem</i>, you cannot imagine just how wonderful it really is.</div>
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This little cousin was so excited that she was "dancing" . Kaleah could NOT contain her excitement, her Joy - you can see it in her face. She loved on her new cousin and was happy to snuggle with him. It made this Gram feel good to watch her! <br />
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Chloe is really into babies! She has been praying for a healthy baby for their family for months and was super excited when she learned that Auntie and AJ were having babies. She was DELIGHTED to finally hold and snuggle her new cousin, Elisha. I can't remember all the sweet little murmurings she made and the things she said while holding Elisha, but it was a JOY to watch and listen to her. (Chloe will have another little sister who is due in mid-August.)</div>
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Lilly looked a little hesitant at first, then came in for a closer look. She was the youngest cousin, not quite 2 when Elisha was born. She didn't act interested in holding him - just looking and touching. I can't wait to see how she handles being a Big Sister in 4 weeks.</div>
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However, I did find a few interesting items. Bear in mind that these are not exactly where I found them, but I forgot to take pictures before I straightened the room and put away the Pack & Play. Maybe it was the influence of Sweet Jeremiah or it could just be the FUN of playing in Gram's Tea Room.</div>
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There was a horse and a few pigs - they were with the child-size tea cups so maybe they came over from the barn for a late night Tea Party.</div>
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Maybe Kaleah or Lilly had a cook out after lights out since I found several shish-kabob food items from the play kitchen. Of course it could be that the lamb and frog missed supper.</div>
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I think I forgot to mention that Austin Ulysses* is missing a shoe and and so are one of the girls*. Annie did tell me that Lilly managed to take one of the girl's bottles home with her. <br />
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*Cabbage Patch dolls & a doll made by Great Aunt Brenda who used to live a sheltered life in a display cabinet. They now live in Gram's Tea Room and I imagine they are eagerly awaiting the next visit of the grandbabies so their adventures can continue.Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-30821738969768339102012-08-25T15:15:00.001-07:002012-08-25T15:15:49.124-07:00Tea RoomThis was my texting conversation with Jacqueline a few days after she and the girls went home last week.<br />
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Gram "Hmmm...I found a plum seed, an empty squeezable applesauce container & I think I have all the Tea Sets now. It made me wish I had been in the room when they were playing and rearranging things. The way things were I think they scrambled to set things back whenever someone was coming."<br />
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We didn't have a tea party in the Tea Room since it was Kaleah's bedroom while they were here. I decided that next time we would have our Tea Party in there. We will use as many of the tea sets as we can so we can all enjoy them. After all, isn't that what tea sets are for?Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-40743367900750480382012-05-21T09:43:00.002-07:002012-05-21T18:32:55.991-07:00Aprons & Super Penguin<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This little doll was adamant - she wanted to wear the penguin apron when she helped Pappy put toppings on the pizza and keep it on after her work was finished. One problem, she wouldn't let Gram take a picture so everyone could see how cute she was.</div>
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No thank you, I do not want everyone to see just how cute I look in this apron.</div>
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Then oh-so-clever Gram decided to make it a Super Penguin Cape - I just hid in the blinds and pulled it over my head. Remember NO ONE gets a look at me in this apron!</div>
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Maybe I should permit ONE picture, after all it is a cute apron and I do look kinda cute in it.</div>Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-36269558126406387962012-04-13T15:16:00.005-07:002012-04-13T16:23:29.185-07:00Pappy's GirlFrom the time Kaleah got up on Friday morning to find that her Pappy had arrived until she went down for a nap on Sunday afternoon there was no doubt that she was Pappy's girl! Snuggles, hugs, helping Pappy cook, walks, reading & more snuggle time... any time with Pappy is great.<br /><br />(Just in case you were wondering, Miss Chloe Mae was already Pappy's girl!)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6EmMWcc9xmsgSKw0XVkYiDn-XmsUvjz4zoBSxtM5ecGGKlLQ0CAvEqx6nRLThJUFCtgrpPsAXYZRzm5u6e7gPMiC0fghFJh29ocipOnrLNoKrjOJ2V42xTx8_T67ATOD5Z2RiLBWTbt20/s1600/DSC_0561.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731014037299979090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6EmMWcc9xmsgSKw0XVkYiDn-XmsUvjz4zoBSxtM5ecGGKlLQ0CAvEqx6nRLThJUFCtgrpPsAXYZRzm5u6e7gPMiC0fghFJh29ocipOnrLNoKrjOJ2V42xTx8_T67ATOD5Z2RiLBWTbt20/s200/DSC_0561.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhejMXw-yu3CCDZ7tmehbL6RZYC0H9pCzKIP75UBdsFwsmS5VTC79ZzgAIXPyIuwUFYvIqyvxjPUg5dBEIRW8VXXD82cDpxZd0atJAUtr7ixyoGLnw3ab8D2yYyxHo0s5MvDDJWymNmX8Z1/s1600/DSC_0562.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731018870240457490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh__0o0jHA5AyVqGDfG1l66ZU1D2V09XFgK_5gpSPAOJntWRgPhyphenhyphenqc378cn41uMK4Ay72W_2Gcd4CXfMEXJwufJfKb2jABTPzPiDtWbR2LSD5cxlyVvJEBwNH7d4TW_SmmbzvFc1GercYcH/s200/DSC_0649.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE2PY1pKRIjqkAD-3yH14d3tUekIrE_ut68e15S_V55il2w67t3X2RBi0GiK8SgMJXpZ-U1fDM7q1cz3YMoTkQJIGqzp5gkYOKVnrh11BUks3nP469G0feQbspH3IWL-Zm3Iu0PDGRyqO4/s1600/DSC_0787.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731018868063414498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE2PY1pKRIjqkAD-3yH14d3tUekIrE_ut68e15S_V55il2w67t3X2RBi0GiK8SgMJXpZ-U1fDM7q1cz3YMoTkQJIGqzp5gkYOKVnrh11BUks3nP469G0feQbspH3IWL-Zm3Iu0PDGRyqO4/s200/DSC_0787.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1OmxCnebQ2tuCGSfY2D7_2C5X_2Dba9SA39kbKiNnbrUbBo_LaGn79PiJMjNdC5vxT_3Eidt6SyAQVI_zN4qcM2gLL5l8_Z3S4pPJowKKCGm9tS3MPM9dsj1EU1DbNKHGg0ZiuzQSL9Xz/s1600/DSC_0838.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731018858184164706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1OmxCnebQ2tuCGSfY2D7_2C5X_2Dba9SA39kbKiNnbrUbBo_LaGn79PiJMjNdC5vxT_3Eidt6SyAQVI_zN4qcM2gLL5l8_Z3S4pPJowKKCGm9tS3MPM9dsj1EU1DbNKHGg0ZiuzQSL9Xz/s200/DSC_0838.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHvA8d4VOTnwenmQq5oJEvzpjSDyXeC4cquShV-cfTIhtX4isEq_8pVQbi_uTidFVLmJy44m9GzFN7m9oQIG_9P4rqZRjZoih6MpCXRyCVGAFC0wROkKp0MiKgAqc6DWBZ2Jszwn9Hv3lc/s1600/DSC_0905.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731018849491338386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHvA8d4VOTnwenmQq5oJEvzpjSDyXeC4cquShV-cfTIhtX4isEq_8pVQbi_uTidFVLmJy44m9GzFN7m9oQIG_9P4rqZRjZoih6MpCXRyCVGAFC0wROkKp0MiKgAqc6DWBZ2Jszwn9Hv3lc/s200/DSC_0905.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7hENIR0E8RZyV-sbvjXyk5Wiy-9jX5ei8X_svRUjcN2kaBNodHg7403Cj2LoRUTI-Qu58fV_TNSADUeVGuaqQCslobNlQ8jUnzaOYxFM0bT6qfWBOYkJbl1gNSexYEIyiz6Di2BvavZ7R/s1600/DSC_0590.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731014065819733010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7hENIR0E8RZyV-sbvjXyk5Wiy-9jX5ei8X_svRUjcN2kaBNodHg7403Cj2LoRUTI-Qu58fV_TNSADUeVGuaqQCslobNlQ8jUnzaOYxFM0bT6qfWBOYkJbl1gNSexYEIyiz6Di2BvavZ7R/s200/DSC_0590.JPG" /></a>Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-11468448079491552312012-03-08T17:54:00.015-08:002012-03-08T18:29:35.656-08:00Lilly's Very Busy Visit<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimAz4X0xKFaGrocMm8s-8MyQrRh7W2XNToF-KJkKrnDxHVH6II0ULbdHXESU1AEgNLb9sYTZ3YwSmfi7woq-nfLuSlt__UpgHWqNHdUWf2tqqxB6k1QiODEcz-B-9Qff1kB_EmAZcXkZhS/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717712697575061122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimAz4X0xKFaGrocMm8s-8MyQrRh7W2XNToF-KJkKrnDxHVH6II0ULbdHXESU1AEgNLb9sYTZ3YwSmfi7woq-nfLuSlt__UpgHWqNHdUWf2tqqxB6k1QiODEcz-B-9Qff1kB_EmAZcXkZhS/s200/DSC_0023.JPG" /></a>Reading time & snuggles with Gram<div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZl-hI-pZVqsr_zpWJ0vcZSRIZSygjKAjq76uaPw1OLb0kBQrZyA9KIvsAyQTZMCUTpNlj0EwOzGQC2InyiPu3MW2vRIkARjf7CHbgD_QXIcpAVgZCam9XBmANPfx1be7Med2hYDFN49f-/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717711233738745586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZl-hI-pZVqsr_zpWJ0vcZSRIZSygjKAjq76uaPw1OLb0kBQrZyA9KIvsAyQTZMCUTpNlj0EwOzGQC2InyiPu3MW2vRIkARjf7CHbgD_QXIcpAVgZCam9XBmANPfx1be7Med2hYDFN49f-/s200/DSC_0052.JPG" /></a>A visit to Pappy's office</div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcOgNNBVhdg8wfp5H-GjZeNIYLuy92hyLK70mf2zHfPPDquiFE9nAMOuLs3EKHRbPcIozry_2qeYiAnWt_RY_fdtRfcNqsDt2i3SXyGGwK7yfeq5MKdwWsdIfMIB2g7MKDAPniR-DU-K2/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717715426396624354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcOgNNBVhdg8wfp5H-GjZeNIYLuy92hyLK70mf2zHfPPDquiFE9nAMOuLs3EKHRbPcIozry_2qeYiAnWt_RY_fdtRfcNqsDt2i3SXyGGwK7yfeq5MKdwWsdIfMIB2g7MKDAPniR-DU-K2/s200/DSC_0082.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Playing peek-a-boo with Great Aunt Brenda<br /><br /><br /><br /> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuWXeOJNbYCZ0grhpjqX20m1SDNsTIDLkftQjtMvMpMuntp7Bn8FCIVb2KGT9KjXLP9valQKmu7y8RIuR6gYMsWqgf9RE14Ln6o5NCFsP-ke9kswdWrpARNYbKZJJeVxByD2zT_miwqK7n/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717711225115510402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuWXeOJNbYCZ0grhpjqX20m1SDNsTIDLkftQjtMvMpMuntp7Bn8FCIVb2KGT9KjXLP9valQKmu7y8RIuR6gYMsWqgf9RE14Ln6o5NCFsP-ke9kswdWrpARNYbKZJJeVxByD2zT_miwqK7n/s200/DSC_0050.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Coffee with Pappy's cousins Mary and Cheryl</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1-vRLQteOsIKY5pfnOuMIvDKx3FDL5snk_snxr0OrQCMFO1JKPLlNbOIbhHdAmrxJD0bH_hyJqFQ-TR68QpsGjEZ4mEwxbkZXMjBErfPWSqk-4dYxNdDh_-Pr-D6KLBq0nwNoxIlkzdOU/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717711211612850514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1-vRLQteOsIKY5pfnOuMIvDKx3FDL5snk_snxr0OrQCMFO1JKPLlNbOIbhHdAmrxJD0bH_hyJqFQ-TR68QpsGjEZ4mEwxbkZXMjBErfPWSqk-4dYxNdDh_-Pr-D6KLBq0nwNoxIlkzdOU/s200/DSC_0020.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br />Snuggles and tickle time with Great MaMaw</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div align="left"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUUlm3w6oYqAUJcEFmayAmKBTzGlxXcoRsHXM4LGXI4CB4MPHPpNsOxC5w8YYhql-q5lXGShooo_fGr81fDrT-dDYELrnhb7SjtBgycE1zjwbZMK88GusCW9Vau_1jvfcPKnslSXChUkjP/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717711205663310930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUUlm3w6oYqAUJcEFmayAmKBTzGlxXcoRsHXM4LGXI4CB4MPHPpNsOxC5w8YYhql-q5lXGShooo_fGr81fDrT-dDYELrnhb7SjtBgycE1zjwbZMK88GusCW9Vau_1jvfcPKnslSXChUkjP/s200/DSC_0015.JPG" /></a></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><br /><br /><br />Hanging out with Great Grandma Keesee</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF2WWB39Iz652sdaBlCglIe_EN5dToD4u8pLfEvwaHYIJ1u4-qneOR3D2Woigg_WUGE3QyCaH_VLdK-ftjK-FFNkgjEFWAUs-jkHzduTHJMNGuZDtdkXI4F_jwsu6iJhnYIU5yWVx1VrUY/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF2WWB39Iz652sdaBlCglIe_EN5dToD4u8pLfEvwaHYIJ1u4-qneOR3D2Woigg_WUGE3QyCaH_VLdK-ftjK-FFNkgjEFWAUs-jkHzduTHJMNGuZDtdkXI4F_jwsu6iJhnYIU5yWVx1VrUY/s200/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717716392267083842" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHs7SlvhNZJicAIaFhJbIQAlpR9GS41d2beTcwBbyGAb3ZjejBUlHvxGgHXh7cSjbgJd9dSBItmw8UY_SvI0PD4Dn22jnS2expRrJzA9CCjnFj06DbQp-YNVFwAEjl34f-nHRiuJKyzUOi/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHs7SlvhNZJicAIaFhJbIQAlpR9GS41d2beTcwBbyGAb3ZjejBUlHvxGgHXh7cSjbgJd9dSBItmw8UY_SvI0PD4Dn22jnS2expRrJzA9CCjnFj06DbQp-YNVFwAEjl34f-nHRiuJKyzUOi/s200/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717716386690592930" /></a> Fun time with Dean & Betty and the bears!Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-37805347338348902732012-02-03T08:49:00.001-08:002012-02-03T10:43:16.035-08:00Tea TimeThis isn't actually Kaleah's first tea, but it is her first documented tea and the first one where she was a willing participant.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSZvmyOrnHCXAMsEzfKE0kK88nikJSDi1FxredeC7Db4zxwhFPChuzJAvNYUyOov5IBCXEKtsmq_uFZkApNDOq6HJpVM-9Uph6AZz1VokldW2oM5eO-BN55zd64W8uX8akE3HAffJMRjcv/s1600/DSC_0320.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704956009822664866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSZvmyOrnHCXAMsEzfKE0kK88nikJSDi1FxredeC7Db4zxwhFPChuzJAvNYUyOov5IBCXEKtsmq_uFZkApNDOq6HJpVM-9Uph6AZz1VokldW2oM5eO-BN55zd64W8uX8akE3HAffJMRjcv/s200/DSC_0320.JPG" /></a>Aunt Brenda assisted her with the tea cup. The cup is from a Cabbage Patch Kids Tea Set which belonged to Auntie when she was little.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCe8J4QpyltgGj_RYpSuB4kI8sW6T8MBydKhLvTq8cHvJ9Uwc8CzosFMFl3vOGxewT46o9rhI4pmymo5nSSA3oE7dkQdjXetSdpNehz4zqEMEBEkEyXcweATlAQdMwQJJ8xT2_Tr4rNsDe/s1600/DSC_0319.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704956002926019042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCe8J4QpyltgGj_RYpSuB4kI8sW6T8MBydKhLvTq8cHvJ9Uwc8CzosFMFl3vOGxewT46o9rhI4pmymo5nSSA3oE7dkQdjXetSdpNehz4zqEMEBEkEyXcweATlAQdMwQJJ8xT2_Tr4rNsDe/s200/DSC_0319.JPG" /></a>Some major disbelief was expressed by AJ and Momma - "Pamela had a TEA SET?" (Jacqueline and Annie did not remember the tea set and if you know Pamela, you know that she was more interested in legos, building things, and other toys.)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOqDNV40xdlLvQmckp7GfJ1Iey72I_Tvk4rf7X16gfpoiqiSmMWmjbJ3L1jzm7UdjyIIR2dwmJ8vfOLxOnKif27K8Purus1Q_4sIbf02onK8QJe1vPuTQX05w54PBKAQdEMoVAcU8iXq64/s1600/DSC_0318.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704955998061824354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOqDNV40xdlLvQmckp7GfJ1Iey72I_Tvk4rf7X16gfpoiqiSmMWmjbJ3L1jzm7UdjyIIR2dwmJ8vfOLxOnKif27K8Purus1Q_4sIbf02onK8QJe1vPuTQX05w54PBKAQdEMoVAcU8iXq64/s200/DSC_0318.JPG" /></a>Kaleah masters drinking from the cup<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1_Q4f87OpomnAsSWviCNPAPmHNUrv-oz8W9M5Ei9GLTDnV3pI5rErtFgrOvaVu3bjZUbBTRoPAZ9ptqcZZ-YjKNx8qo1OI-PsNtiA1M2Wartv13dLCYRKhByaM7Upsp9GrJAkhrpW0M-B/s1600/DSC_0317.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704953981180745106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1_Q4f87OpomnAsSWviCNPAPmHNUrv-oz8W9M5Ei9GLTDnV3pI5rErtFgrOvaVu3bjZUbBTRoPAZ9ptqcZZ-YjKNx8qo1OI-PsNtiA1M2Wartv13dLCYRKhByaM7Upsp9GrJAkhrpW0M-B/s200/DSC_0317.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Brenda and I enjoyed our tea as usual -just like we have for the last 50 years</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg390u_uPMsFuMSKBr0SCIwHYVK_ApHAEzYW6tjcCDIqhrhOC4MDeLh15Kgus7-aWZOWeFZBz2XVXcbhb9qshyphenhyphen-LtNkSADL4XvwT4YpXezrsnct3jT-Xop1hmmnzyk8Zf6pusR2ht3uKw93/s1600/DSC_0316.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704953971772684706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg390u_uPMsFuMSKBr0SCIwHYVK_ApHAEzYW6tjcCDIqhrhOC4MDeLh15Kgus7-aWZOWeFZBz2XVXcbhb9qshyphenhyphen-LtNkSADL4XvwT4YpXezrsnct3jT-Xop1hmmnzyk8Zf6pusR2ht3uKw93/s200/DSC_0316.JPG" /></a>Miss Megan joined us too</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0re_meDAgwNoj94WlxJTUpcuaMbkzyIcYg7L3r50B5jJY1E3Ll0snfv-24qRScJMFMH5oDc49kRkXMnN1h8JmgcopLnzx7nWjhuR1Z3J61vuPQxCIKqNNiFPo2u_WRak121FSQylhyphenhyphenfzk/s1600/DSC_0314.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704953966304046514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0re_meDAgwNoj94WlxJTUpcuaMbkzyIcYg7L3r50B5jJY1E3Ll0snfv-24qRScJMFMH5oDc49kRkXMnN1h8JmgcopLnzx7nWjhuR1Z3J61vuPQxCIKqNNiFPo2u_WRak121FSQylhyphenhyphenfzk/s200/DSC_0314.JPG" /></a><br /><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704953960140960546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbQlwilxU90UBK-dEKSai-WQnkoRlbTiBFZ7XhdafxkDAvJ5m6u8135pCoKBFqvtgBWNes4rq-VtQdDy8vcauhyphenhyphencANUR-ulOVZXIEdMEjkmmnvIQlUjgi4_beUBKMu4pbH7qnOottUenUw/s200/DSC_0313.JPG" /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtNYBOpya2t72QuhztDWjIWRIYendOgg7GQIUP7RhI_wBOiOjMjMzussnybTh3XxJQq0xTns5GxtZ0X3Npvnx67yyYoLQJHuqqy8SiXZ0Ht0kJhZ9x3HPegdQxX6Lq2hu7IAq_-FxUYscB/s1600/DSC_0313.JPG"></a></div></div></div>Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-89802502834383669992011-09-11T19:33:00.000-07:002011-09-12T08:36:08.722-07:00Grandma's Cooking<em>"The secret that makes grandma's cooking taste so terrific is that she always adds a spoonful of love." </em> Grandma Jan<br /><br />Chocolate No-Bakes, Homemade Noodles, Cherry Pies, Molasses Cookies, Sunday Dinner, ... those words bring a flood of memories to mind. Yes, the food was delicious, but most important was the love our Grandmas put into making food for us, caring for us, and making special favorites just for us. You just feel loved sitting down at Grandma's table.<br /><br />I have short stubby fingers like my Grandma Wood. I can shut my eyes and see those little hands rolling out homemade noodles and picture her teaching me the secrets of the perfect pie crust and pies. My Mother did not make pies so the teaching fell to Grandma one summer in Sierra Vista, AZ. <br /><br />Whenever they came to Arizona she would make each one of us our favorite pie and when we arrived in Logan for a visit several pies, and the noodles, would be waiting for us. Mine was Cherry Pie, Mother loved Chocolate Cream Pie, Daddy liked custard... but I think all her pies were great! <br /><br />Maybe my Grandma Wood pie memories is what makes me enjoy making Cherry Pies with Clint and Megan and I look forward to making them with my Grandchildren some day.Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-80526347181624354352011-09-11T19:15:00.000-07:002011-09-12T08:34:37.807-07:00Grandparent's DayToday is Grandparent's Day. It got me to thinking about grandparents - mine, my children's, what God says about them, and ...<br /><br />"Grandma always made you feel she had been waiting to see just you all day and now the day was complete" Marcy DeMaree<br /><br />As a child we never lived close to Grandma and Grandpa Wood - we had to be content with summer visits to Kansas and many summers they came to Arizona to spend 2 to 3 weeks with us. Grandpa would tell my Mother "Sissie, when I run out of things to do, we'll head home." Mother would make sure she had a long list of things for Grandpa to fix or do so we could keep them as long as possible.<br /><br />When I married, it was to a Kansas Man and we lived just 20 miles from my Grandma and Grandpa Wood. My children were able to have a different kind of relationship with them and it was so fun to live near them. They shared stories, home cooking, garden bounty, card games and a whole lot of love with us and our girls. They did make us feel like they had been waiting all day for us to arrive and spend time with them.<br /><br />We always called them Grandma and Grandpa Wood, but Grandma signed our cards "Love, Gram and Gramps" and it was wonderful opening a card and seeing that written there - that's how I got my "grandma name" - I'm Gram to Chloe, Kaleah, Jeremiah and Lilly.Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-5973517571564047592011-08-09T13:26:00.000-07:002011-08-09T15:15:43.226-07:00Sweet Moment<div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBquSg7roNHNJLzJqWXnz8tGvMcDTUg8pzjGVtQO2-agOZURlQBcO1rG2kY-FgwGQ9SJKcRynbxgByHjYgv5dkQ9ADQC1ENUaizJaMzEAErvDFRkn9TlJIbKk6rZ28oUA2t0u0OOek-S_J/s1600/DSC_0330.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 134px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638957129717489762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBquSg7roNHNJLzJqWXnz8tGvMcDTUg8pzjGVtQO2-agOZURlQBcO1rG2kY-FgwGQ9SJKcRynbxgByHjYgv5dkQ9ADQC1ENUaizJaMzEAErvDFRkn9TlJIbKk6rZ28oUA2t0u0OOek-S_J/s200/DSC_0330.JPG" /></a>
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<br />What do you do when you need a quiet moment, when you just need to be by yourself? Chloe went into the hallway with her songbook and sang "Holy, Holy, Holy." I was on my way to check on something when I found Chloe sweetly singing the words "Holy, Holy..." I captured the moment then went on and left this sweet little child to continue her moment of praise and calmness.
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<br />What if we took more moments like these to reflect, relax, and even sing a song of praise or gratitude? I thank God that Jacqueline and Jordan are raising this sweet little girl to have moments on her own and that she uses them to have time with God. She may not fully understand what these moments mean, but I think God is smiling down on her knowing that she is being "trained" by Godly parents. </div>Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-78331703392806345882011-08-08T13:40:00.001-07:002011-08-09T06:51:42.925-07:00Good Night Sweet Jeremiah<div><div><div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 134px; height: 200px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638704641591080738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrtGVbyc0TMoCU7nIz0f2GJiGgYLDY-EbHt_qzDbtEgshYq8epEYETLGNesEUmWkQmvXfZYGjA5o0QKQrpqp7ovC_AjfsVZzFpB-Hwt2DMFpNeEjAfOOavD3akWtg1cyx4pFr8M2pgVGcT/s200/DSC0425.JPG" /><div><div align="center">When my first grandchild was born, a co-worker told me that there was nothing like that first time you rocked a grandchild and sang "Jesus Loves Me" to them. I agree, but that wonderful feeling grows when you hear a grandchild sing "Jesus Loves Me" the first time. Now I have 4 grandchildren and I've discovered what makes that wonderful feeling transform into an AMAZING feeling. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I spent a week with Pamela and Sweet Jeremiah during July while Jeremy was at church camp. I had the honor of being a part of Jeremiah's bedtime routine. Every evening Pamela and Jeremy tuck Jeremiah in with a song and a prayer. Pamela asked me which song I would like to sing every night and I didn't pick until later in the week. The first song I picked was "God Is So Good". It expressed what I feel about God allowing me to witness the faith of my children with their children. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">While our girls were growing up, we weren't consistent with bedtime devotionals & prayers with our girls. It makes my heart feel good when I know that Pamela and Jeremy tuck little Jeremiah in with a song and a prayer, teaching him that God is a part of their daily lives and striving to make Jeremiah see the importance of having God be a part of his daily life.</div></div></div></div></div>Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-65710370340365771742011-05-04T17:23:00.001-07:002011-05-04T17:33:23.673-07:00Ready for Little Miss J<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgST34BCEX07xYzu3Cw4HG4OFvMXXgVj7BmNY-mcxqJbo4EwXc3SXjhtNlTpQyKNCspKaji-yHO4e6ufQ5AB-z9ntY9RqDhDuOd9N5Ss20kRzh6iEQt1tfeS73Te-eyUyeoGIRBciZ09jHq/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602968038212246754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgST34BCEX07xYzu3Cw4HG4OFvMXXgVj7BmNY-mcxqJbo4EwXc3SXjhtNlTpQyKNCspKaji-yHO4e6ufQ5AB-z9ntY9RqDhDuOd9N5Ss20kRzh6iEQt1tfeS73Te-eyUyeoGIRBciZ09jHq/s200/DSC_0058.JPG" /></a> The Little Momma at 37 weeks 5 days<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlGVPnREShtxYxyDOyR0SS_bIVGA-BqF-CbG_JJVNJ44QQzgguS7NYk4LZzhrWtwCzoCVtqNDWlQduBZwtRTuGwoeSLywCX0bRHsWj08hF_59TUovyLQa2zDdv2DgwCvPamIk_C2KXxyhJ/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602968026427822018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlGVPnREShtxYxyDOyR0SS_bIVGA-BqF-CbG_JJVNJ44QQzgguS7NYk4LZzhrWtwCzoCVtqNDWlQduBZwtRTuGwoeSLywCX0bRHsWj08hF_59TUovyLQa2zDdv2DgwCvPamIk_C2KXxyhJ/s200/DSC_0056.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Daddy and Mommy ready for worship Sunday morning<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPCk89oj6mBk6PkiwVeLsIkcU2DJu6dlmgAjWOaxEbElXZHuxqWxraowwSWAMivvgoHakpQBVNlZjcQtThtBvr_QpH9beNOvGlhJPkDX3OLfWpXfYBj_aXPlmxuiyfIFM_xvMTgNvFDQKS/s1600/DSC_0065.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602973303300391554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPCk89oj6mBk6PkiwVeLsIkcU2DJu6dlmgAjWOaxEbElXZHuxqWxraowwSWAMivvgoHakpQBVNlZjcQtThtBvr_QpH9beNOvGlhJPkDX3OLfWpXfYBj_aXPlmxuiyfIFM_xvMTgNvFDQKS/s200/DSC_0065.JPG" /></a><br />Daddy put the changing table together & Mommy has it all set up<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTHNa3_YJPcHyxt7X00akdKsUo8Qdcjsv8-ABOob2BMI5VSz4QrPTJREcE97R-VdckWjDt0TWp-Cl9NAYAHsfitvo8BAKjr6NWCxSlKXSD5rWMWR-njUFIsCe_SD62MTMGAhGe79O-W9Ch/s1600/DSC_0063.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 134px; height: 200px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602973311992752626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTHNa3_YJPcHyxt7X00akdKsUo8Qdcjsv8-ABOob2BMI5VSz4QrPTJREcE97R-VdckWjDt0TWp-Cl9NAYAHsfitvo8BAKjr6NWCxSlKXSD5rWMWR-njUFIsCe_SD62MTMGAhGe79O-W9Ch/s200/DSC_0063.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />What a beautiful crib! Mommy & Daddy have the room ready and are just waiting for Little Miss Baby J.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgko0e21pPcA_2GCYX3tOAgJx9WmRXQMZSWu-CP0yuoxKbYcTkpj3UT4SKBgjSTREK0-0tc4sfNof5W5OLuLD5Df0-VwkdjbiCIP91Q5MlvkXOj8Zhah4NVhWasbPMriKSRQbpIMqzQEONI/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602968049770551186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgko0e21pPcA_2GCYX3tOAgJx9WmRXQMZSWu-CP0yuoxKbYcTkpj3UT4SKBgjSTREK0-0tc4sfNof5W5OLuLD5Df0-VwkdjbiCIP91Q5MlvkXOj8Zhah4NVhWasbPMriKSRQbpIMqzQEONI/s200/DSC_0064.JPG" /></a><br />OOPS! The only thing missing is the crib mattress and Baby J!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLSqwrLWvU7KSZFTzQ18tIVClaSGBijgomUiq15QhbTocg_piDcKNWbdliWCfO3f_ynZOsLPZoP14o-KU1mlLx3yYihlDWH7CmRRv5ffXCrT-U-ikPUG7MC486ANzAcT9sX14jGcy-mBAs/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602968044966186050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLSqwrLWvU7KSZFTzQ18tIVClaSGBijgomUiq15QhbTocg_piDcKNWbdliWCfO3f_ynZOsLPZoP14o-KU1mlLx3yYihlDWH7CmRRv5ffXCrT-U-ikPUG7MC486ANzAcT9sX14jGcy-mBAs/s200/DSC_0061.JPG" /></a> </div><div><br /><br /><br />Gram Keesee and Momma</div><div> </div><div><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw6-dAfVwVMCfqJPftSdHV2NQwFHW7AOzYxNiIWjcUaDBUPs20Pwk_YKdsQPkrOWa_gpwjiujcnGL-a8sF045Ym8KQPGoChE6zbLARGwoNLs3-OLSSVzGXbyvC8lsxJ8blkqRF0wwJNbFW/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 134px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602968031912652210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw6-dAfVwVMCfqJPftSdHV2NQwFHW7AOzYxNiIWjcUaDBUPs20Pwk_YKdsQPkrOWa_gpwjiujcnGL-a8sF045Ym8KQPGoChE6zbLARGwoNLs3-OLSSVzGXbyvC8lsxJ8blkqRF0wwJNbFW/s200/DSC_0057.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> Pappy and Little Momma</div>Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-32729629190025015432011-03-30T16:50:00.000-07:002011-03-31T16:16:26.817-07:00KALEAH'S FIRST TEA PARTY<div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBgyxyq5GATya2292m9jPvD05hZgIBI5fVlsQFH5YmiDyfQ4fE9gBHxuTKV_nlZe8c9Kn57PyMi1_ZSS9tL4YKu5WaT66M8xrtUZnaBaQ9iFIhL7SqqiIAmog89pbK8IP0mEnqSK7cPPAf/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590034866850624482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtvpmg7YfSl6ya4F1VdEzYXgMfbyLrxzEZMPm-0bxqYH-cWCcX7EkRij3G3lGkVtLehMwEpg9MiwIeoNMKhmAkoZiNYWuGKHfoDHFuQ2RvvugPBF6RHhhKYYTPBvuKnju9R81-f4v8D_OE/s320/DSC_0096.JPG" /></a> <span style="color:#6633ff;">A Proper Tea is much nicer than a Very Nearly Tea, which is one you forget about afterwards. ~A.A. Milne </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span>When you have grandchildren it doesn't take much to have a <span style="color:#6633ff;">"Proper Tea"</span> </div><br /><div><span style="color:#6633ff;">Tea cups and saucers, </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#6633ff;">"Tea"</span> (which is usually their favorite whether it be milk, water, or juice)</div><br /><div><span style="color:#6633ff;">Cookies, Scones,</span> or some food you can eat with your hands(Chloe now wants to have CHOCOLATE at her tea parties)</div><br /><div><span style="color:#6633ff;">"Dress Up" clothes</span> (Kaleah and Chloe wore "tutus" and Chloe wore wings - MaMaw & Gram were a little "underdressed")</div><br /><div><span style="color:#6633ff;">Guests that you love and want to be with</span></div></div><br /><p align="center">I think we had a very <span style="color:#6633ff;">Proper Tea</span> for Kaleah's first Tea Party!</p>Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-2724666803158123072011-02-20T13:56:00.000-08:002011-02-20T14:30:00.531-08:00There's a recent post on Jacqueline's blog of which Chloe is the STAR. If you haven't seen it is Chloe singing "Jesus Loves Me" with her Momma. Grandma Edna referred to Chloe's godly parents in her comment and I thought "what more can I say" and posted "Amen Edna!"<br /><br />I did think of something more to say...<br />When Chloe was born a co-worker sent me congratulations via email and told me that the best grandma moment would be when I rocked Chloe and sang "Jesus Loves Me" to her for the first time. She was right! I have enjoyed holding her, rocking her and singing "Jesus" songs to her - it's always a special moment!<br /><br />It's great to sing with Chloe, pray for her and watch her do actions for songs from Bible class. Those are great moments, but I am pretty sure listening to and watching her sing "Jesus Loves Me" ranks right up there in the SPECIAL MOMENTS category and it even brings a tear to my eye...<br />Actually (as Chloe would say) it makes me cry. I am ever so thankful that Jacqueline and Jordan are bringing their girls up in the Lord.Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-88275359738546463892011-01-02T10:38:00.000-08:002011-01-02T11:09:43.145-08:00Blessings<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVUJCPTpMs0j6lG_4-3dBQ2U7tdnObYrE7LErg1gVv-xplTtmaJ1iq7w6-r2WiVQWDfliZy2rPI7f3SZzFgdV2CDrJOxJT98OuAUNBTTcRhuxfOgwjbZMwY81bdorudaPOBYFJJ7N715B1/s1600/Dec+%2526+Grandson+035.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557661286935701874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVUJCPTpMs0j6lG_4-3dBQ2U7tdnObYrE7LErg1gVv-xplTtmaJ1iq7w6-r2WiVQWDfliZy2rPI7f3SZzFgdV2CDrJOxJT98OuAUNBTTcRhuxfOgwjbZMwY81bdorudaPOBYFJJ7N715B1/s320/Dec+%2526+Grandson+035.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYkqohbvLqXFRWtpI5U0DK9Wtj4YS2Eq_jvL33YYxs1n6V5XI7kec_QmGrojpEfCvnTj-TKgjMANdW6ubT0yU7XiM2wQzGuZGX30LU06ksFqU2mOsh9u8DDnqa10JlkjIPfG7ReZvMXyFZ/s1600/Dec+%2526+Grandson+024.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557661276496225666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYkqohbvLqXFRWtpI5U0DK9Wtj4YS2Eq_jvL33YYxs1n6V5XI7kec_QmGrojpEfCvnTj-TKgjMANdW6ubT0yU7XiM2wQzGuZGX30LU06ksFqU2mOsh9u8DDnqa10JlkjIPfG7ReZvMXyFZ/s320/Dec+%2526+Grandson+024.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn8dqPqGbQYKjlpRPhlxx_7EQ754s95mRoMEOruyomHYTHB1cfmDjWNbp23hkyVPRHUlyMBWBwkAWHevPRhQazjBz-7GAPQmH2gH-0JR9hzQrAHeDGgB3GBC7RlRl_AAR6u8O0rQ2tfcys/s1600/Dec+%2526+Grandson+033.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557661274594501442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn8dqPqGbQYKjlpRPhlxx_7EQ754s95mRoMEOruyomHYTHB1cfmDjWNbp23hkyVPRHUlyMBWBwkAWHevPRhQazjBz-7GAPQmH2gH-0JR9hzQrAHeDGgB3GBC7RlRl_AAR6u8O0rQ2tfcys/s320/Dec+%2526+Grandson+033.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVpbOAOALDX98dyzXrp3a-k4SJEQaf03WthsRQELGJRly7C47vN4F6HI3go7iIcTtP4NmhGBTEQV6EhwMI0fIvoW7S4WlViqPlXWhox5PXnojtUvsS5UEUfvteWYR0JwPwVza5xqGwPwfl/s1600/Dec+%2526+Grandson+016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557661265131300850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVpbOAOALDX98dyzXrp3a-k4SJEQaf03WthsRQELGJRly7C47vN4F6HI3go7iIcTtP4NmhGBTEQV6EhwMI0fIvoW7S4WlViqPlXWhox5PXnojtUvsS5UEUfvteWYR0JwPwVza5xqGwPwfl/s320/Dec+%2526+Grandson+016.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Jeremiah Piper Layden<br />Born December 12, 2010 @ 11:31 a.m.<br />7 lbs. 14 oz. 20 inches long<br /><br />Last April, Pamela came home for a few days to visit, relax and see some old friends. While she was here, Pamela explained her theory how that she didn't think God planned for her to have any children. She thought He wanted her to continue ministering to the children at The Bridge and to teach them and their families and lead them to an understanding of God and His will. Less than a week after she left she and Jeremy told us (Via Skype) and the rest of the family that they were EXPECTING A BABY!<br /><br />It was such a blessing to watch Pamela (who really never thought she would be a Mommy) hold Jeremiah, talk with him in the way that Mommies do, and watch her gaze upon him with love and adoration. It was cute to hear her express her amazement that this was their child, that God had made this little one who was hers, that she had really had him...<br /><br />I'm thankful that God granted this child of mine the privilege of being a Mommy. I look forward to watching her love Jeremiah, see her as she guides him to a life of service to God, and will be saying prayers for Jeremy and Pamela as they raise this precious little one. </div>Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-8633416486352545832010-10-31T15:48:00.000-07:002010-11-10T08:54:38.748-08:00Making Cookies<div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534348448347936162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvLtQ1yGDTec1GoVhSSVxvdiLzwu1kMuyU3moDU8NvdQosDwuW2Xr-WcSZ0U_D6S_QQrtV3tyTLhTlKK6UJJ-iOxS70CDB3AW_Qu6w9pcEZi5UzvYhprP6Jmet79jz2Vb-W6WjgpLFurYJ/s320/Kaleah+%26+Chloe+%2B+377.JPG" /><br />Okay, I must admit I cheated...I used a cookie mix where all you add is an egg and some liquid. In my defense, I wanted to bake cookies with my Granddaughter Chloe and time was an issue.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR-tb3sipTU1ffiC0U5Y8giDVW21tpuCxAA3zigYlGkmSvhIUj074jBPFtq-BtHAMGM-42KIBx8kXvON9XJuCpecqjTp1IxpCAxmyAT_X7rfSv1Ey8Pe8qDVupELcsZR0aScROq8c8kizE/s1600/Kaleah+%26+Chloe+%2B+378.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534348451415075682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR-tb3sipTU1ffiC0U5Y8giDVW21tpuCxAA3zigYlGkmSvhIUj074jBPFtq-BtHAMGM-42KIBx8kXvON9XJuCpecqjTp1IxpCAxmyAT_X7rfSv1Ey8Pe8qDVupELcsZR0aScROq8c8kizE/s320/Kaleah+%26+Chloe+%2B+378.JPG" /></a> Who can resist tasting the dough? Chloe couldn't and I think she did a little more than "taste" the dough.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdwYN_cH-_bzXDuzzZnLwvXjeLAlZgHHMPIewy6RvEXqljaPxqWClEB_rqoug90x8poL570Qyx2PdpOG0RbBUklK0Z8B-CkP77ZpvVQQuhDF2eVUjbRQvEOD_mdmEODFIGt1evumm6Kuqo/s1600/Kaleah+%26+Chloe+%2B+391.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534348456145265954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdwYN_cH-_bzXDuzzZnLwvXjeLAlZgHHMPIewy6RvEXqljaPxqWClEB_rqoug90x8poL570Qyx2PdpOG0RbBUklK0Z8B-CkP77ZpvVQQuhDF2eVUjbRQvEOD_mdmEODFIGt1evumm6Kuqo/s320/Kaleah+%26+Chloe+%2B+391.JPG" /></a> We cut out fall shapes including pumpkins, various leaves, apples, and turkeys. I'm thinking she made so many turkeys because they were HUGE compared to leaves and would enable her to have a larger portion. Wait... Chloe is only 18 months old and probably doesn't "think" things like that yet.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTMU5BNYAKihhcUSLqt_PEbfb4zOeknZZpaRexQsFAJNi134mpu36kOSyiNaYJP5XOe8JvAlYoAefYmeXitU5xh3w_wDTZRvHLOQZuY_LBIY-JbMEmTRRjz0Hs2BRP1KaZL83tH40Kqa-a/s1600/Kaleah+%26+Chloe+%2B+395.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534348464578385314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTMU5BNYAKihhcUSLqt_PEbfb4zOeknZZpaRexQsFAJNi134mpu36kOSyiNaYJP5XOe8JvAlYoAefYmeXitU5xh3w_wDTZRvHLOQZuY_LBIY-JbMEmTRRjz0Hs2BRP1KaZL83tH40Kqa-a/s320/Kaleah+%26+Chloe+%2B+395.JPG" /></a><br />Chloe was with me every step of the way. Once I showed her how the rolling pin worked, she was a great helper rolling out the dough. Of course she tasted a little more of the dough too!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC50HZPKupz46AZdBiWbw-aoS-p_uVj_3eCjkLnETHLwNB6joy67DpyCS1RWZMvyMsHU5N0QV2HUxgiZKViSBqOzeVgY9Mtn2kbY61mwbWt3dIaCKmZmEWMREWYHwLTO6OArO7qDxcOB6t/s1600/Kaleah+%26+Chloe+%2B+397.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534348470592610018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC50HZPKupz46AZdBiWbw-aoS-p_uVj_3eCjkLnETHLwNB6joy67DpyCS1RWZMvyMsHU5N0QV2HUxgiZKViSBqOzeVgY9Mtn2kbY61mwbWt3dIaCKmZmEWMREWYHwLTO6OArO7qDxcOB6t/s320/Kaleah+%26+Chloe+%2B+397.JPG" /></a><br />Hmmmm, that leaf was pretty good.<br /></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">I've waited many years to bake cookies with my grandchildren. It brought back a flood of memories... </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">*baking with my Grandma Wood - cookies, pies... yummy</span> </div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">*the endless hours of baking my Mom would do for school parties, Girl Scouts, and then later with her own grandchildren </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">*sitting in Grandma Keesee's kitchen while watching her put the finishing touches on her AMAZING NO-BAKE COOKIES, and pulling the <em>perfect </em>chocolate chip cookies from the oven</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">*Bob's Mom making those cute little animal shaped sugar cookies for a snack and baking them with our girls</span> </div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">*baking and decorating cookies with my own girls, my Girl Scout troop and Bible Class kiddos</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><br /><br />*baking Cherry Pies with Clint & Megan</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center">Making cookies with Chloe was just as <em>special</em> as I dreamed it would be.<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center"></div></div></div></div>Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-46211880267000794862010-10-27T06:42:00.000-07:002010-10-27T07:08:28.104-07:00Kiss the Frog<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQaA9dMTwWQN37kUQo6h6CB0H2GHrNrvPBumLkzYoUwhbMbYFWgo2Jwew8PnkKyuMam4r4SQwtSxRutFQn-NUXFy9SRPdwP8h7GDB0cYSd8Tdg2lqmXSkTpiL0wRWy8Pr81TTTUx3aaQWp/s1600/Kaleah+%26+Chloe+%2B+626.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532725413497341698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQaA9dMTwWQN37kUQo6h6CB0H2GHrNrvPBumLkzYoUwhbMbYFWgo2Jwew8PnkKyuMam4r4SQwtSxRutFQn-NUXFy9SRPdwP8h7GDB0cYSd8Tdg2lqmXSkTpiL0wRWy8Pr81TTTUx3aaQWp/s320/Kaleah+%26+Chloe+%2B+626.JPG" /></a><br />When you are a little girl, you hear stories of a Princess <strong><em>kissing </em></strong>a frog and he turns into a Prince.<br />When you are a teenage girl, lamenting over finding the perfect boy for you someone usually says "You<em><strong> have to kiss </strong></em>a lot of frogs, before you find your prince."<br />Later you are a Grandmother. Then you find out you <strong><em>get to kiss</em></strong> a FROG, a DUCK, and then the FROG again. Occasionally you might <strong><em>get to kiss</em> </strong>a BEAR or a BABY DOLL! It's funny how your perspective changes </p>Sharlenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16081966518871464567noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5524841186626785818.post-75536683694178998952010-08-11T15:18:00.001-07:002010-08-17T19:15:42.292-07:00JOYRodeo Weekend<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjObqJPXU1qeYVP1zi76zOnngy0kwje9ih4MhmRscByCGkOrUsu-RdX74b3m51t05Y4TuEDrJM_9uW-ISYo9mO2viI8BM6-R-rJHpqfG97mPRw1QdcNMVPVEmfsaYvvAMdfF5ZlAj6kVy6W/s1600/First+week+of+August+129.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506566472410364082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjObqJPXU1qeYVP1zi76zOnngy0kwje9ih4MhmRscByCGkOrUsu-RdX74b3m51t05Y4TuEDrJM_9uW-ISYo9mO2viI8BM6-R-rJHpqfG97mPRw1QdcNMVPVEmfsaYvvAMdfF5ZlAj6kVy6W/s200/First+week+of+August+129.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYcjtqOYHPdr4CR8x_TKSBODJE4qo0o5QjS3SBqumSJeGd9mYLPJ_pFbmDowqcxYcf22yXTOMiaVdU2_2JEdxjaADtRZzgcln2Ut6GE4b3_-1B0975E3dVDGBUF-q_eV4EwCJ0gby0Q33G/s1600/First+week+of+August+011.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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