tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54099053065056270382024-03-05T16:26:59.858-08:00And I Think to Myself.....What a Wonderful WorldJoy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.comBlogger260125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-47967740814747627282011-03-20T12:58:00.000-07:002011-03-20T13:24:01.258-07:00PaintingsJulia is a little artist and is very content with a paintbrush in her hand. We bought her an easal at IKEA and she has created some masterpieces. Here is one of first finger painting experiences.<br /><br /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586258537202922418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGvf9x88dBzFy_KDeXj68pHyJ_VRBzkaJ7IdwmlvrP9eYbz77bsjhmeOdeTyd4qfqWwKPmmdkDXEN0t4ATXh9fZa9kJDZvXiQKrRncrdUj8ew9gvSlzAcNGdJz7krhJJ-wjt1pox1drss/s400/DSC_0925.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpsDF10tnuSSLrRKjENeFYalIjCVBXG6NW3yko4Mhl-PXR1vfJPDW1afOsRUu3ig-svT3zwjCla-GV_56s8egRLCCK6yyVscOTdEjx779ob1_innFA8KZPeQUc8zqoHVYWnGC6T2AxLLE/s1600/DSC_0932.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586258547966222290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpsDF10tnuSSLrRKjENeFYalIjCVBXG6NW3yko4Mhl-PXR1vfJPDW1afOsRUu3ig-svT3zwjCla-GV_56s8egRLCCK6yyVscOTdEjx779ob1_innFA8KZPeQUc8zqoHVYWnGC6T2AxLLE/s400/DSC_0932.JPG" border="0" /></a> Have I mentioned that she loves to paint rocks? I was walking past her play area one day and glanced down and saw this little sculpture. I liked that she decorated her rocks with a strand of beads and added the gumball for good measure. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7LeCTxh_bwPDCHvH2MIsVJQx3OiWgP9XjYiNDm8gM9JyVCkQ3vhaesMjeRppQufjLPJ8eLowCVt9PG8URfR_flXIkPXhc329H3TzQqFw_6zvOxKLjXXYHwk85XeDl-wIAEhsl5xYn7I/s1600/DSC_0931.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586258544872954466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7LeCTxh_bwPDCHvH2MIsVJQx3OiWgP9XjYiNDm8gM9JyVCkQ3vhaesMjeRppQufjLPJ8eLowCVt9PG8URfR_flXIkPXhc329H3TzQqFw_6zvOxKLjXXYHwk85XeDl-wIAEhsl5xYn7I/s400/DSC_0931.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is one of her recent paintings. She described each color in detail....the yellow was a man dancing, the black was a shadow, etc.<br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586258557053479282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1chDLP9-bD_LTWWwDdejgoFyMmjAsGEaxDayWLwRmyaBht1JvvaDLRm3kZ95E15hi0b2ApalRL_o628XIVUYYdUWyJdfw_yynp0jxA97boIva72Q94dev9hdCwChtVRst7MPBCNAt0Hc/s400/DSC_0934.JPG" border="0" />Julia's first pedicure and she picked the brightest red that she could find!</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586258568839608642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiNiYsWKRmTzgf04U3FU41-kU2omQ2xxcSZLTAXDJAofQu9ZESO4oE2LZqEgZxZfdXn5H6dbBJgFrOsfIeALPIQfYjQvNTq5GO6nJjU1GKJeQ_RYXNPFoI1JIBIs7sxAqFjddSV17H6eU/s400/DSC_0936.JPG" border="0" />I had to touch them up for several days afterwards if they got chipped!</div></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-65247115910760186452011-01-10T19:51:00.000-08:002012-11-14T16:50:05.541-08:00Cheers to 2011!<div>
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John's birthday was New Year's Day, but we had to celebrate a day late because New Year's Eve weekend is such a busy time for rock stars. Julia had a big plan for when John walked in the house. We were both to hide under the table and jump out and scream, "<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Surprise</span>! Happy Birthday!" Julia waited under the table very patiently (for about 20 minutes) while he unloaded his equipment, talked to a guy that was outside hunting and FINALLY, made his entrance! Julia and I baked him a strawberry cake and she could hardly wait to share it with him.</div>
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Julia likes to steal our thunder.</div>
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<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560774879000330274" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs046KPFoXNT-Z3zo5zoMSRgZoyrIKJDAOuNLwoJpceG5eO98dSWFUj7C9_dsQSpzllxZXApRN4jqHJwIlm03KpOTpaOtPJSJpqRkEUv-QZtdAkDWmy0eRMMeXCnk6KY-w_wtjdsbXckk/s400/DSC_0843.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Emmy got Julia a rock painting kit for Christmas and she has spent many hours sitting at the table painting rocks. Good thing there is no shortage of rocks around here!<br />
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<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560774889204420514" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPfL8gPRcwldeCRM5KisPNArgoZKEKAzu8zIiK0TtEMGWQQ1fEFWW0sL40cr6U_f84tVQw8Dqy9eTZyFtilS8NQWSGaeuYqMtrxs4GDUicc098zF0ik_xLT4t7Wy16COoJ0-TFcoDi6ZM/s400/DSC_0855.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Here's old Slinky Dog again....hanging out at <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">bath time</span>. He has a band-aid on his head due to an injury that happened earlier this week. I think it involved him falling out of the bed.<br />
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<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560784143633980450" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg9g3SxBvytDhSyv9Vu6CfAfEbhIv_8rUnRwZOvSI838cRHBwI3gwxryHcMEwOWbdL9u_05DNuXlE6VaTI46NIM9TBuSEEGxu8GNp6KFITl9EO0yNLcahwGoLJRBQFGGsNcnTVG4Y8cjg/s400/DSC_0884.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" />Dr. Julia's in the house. She says, "Mommy, I need to check you up." I think she means give you a check-up. And how about that black tutu to finish off the doctor's outfit??!</div>
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<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560784136836623714" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdX3zII2dwWMPqJI4UIOY0FNyDowChhp3lxkFfvXn2nwA3BANTLn-SCjaWQj2O0mnZkJ2AG3WHZjao5uFGSLWoJGlVmkS5aHVUJE7Q81mZXqU-Cj27P5D8aFjtQx1D4iGJdRLiJDml1Ak/s400/DSC_0886.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" />Counting Daddy's teeth</div>
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<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560784127450011682" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8vye-5Gm_UUE_t2LW-MfJpslecNV0FNC6MmMQayp0fo00rNTgsB_NI56kIS2DE8xQ_n5k3DR0S1bDgb4Hy_G9gIvqKymnpuAP9CPSbz5G8d4fC6F8qBXQZY0t5pnQBGhPV96sfBPjpCo/s400/DSC_0860.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" />The snow started Sunday night and Julia had to go outside and check it out.</div>
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<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561114543439917442" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxH6oYGcjQ7bisxVqlzSZN1kW-Wx3srriIl5APF3jU5P1PesJG2K8voiIC9KTeH-7o4fXqh1lvpE9a5JTHEuub37l1j1gg83pNvMDdXgz-EezHhzRuPsBEk6XVDbEiCSrGlH_bB-nM3Mo/s400/DSC_0899.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" />Monday was a snow day for me because you know these country hills can be treacherous! We stayed outside for a LONG time and had a blast. I was thinking that before Julia, we would sit inside and think about how pretty the snow was. And know, we actually EXPERIENCE the snow which is much more fun. Here she is making her first snow angel.</div>
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Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-91386627054760759362011-01-01T15:23:00.000-08:002011-01-01T21:40:32.309-08:00Christmas 2010<div align="center">Julia and I spent a lot of time in the car driving around town looking at the Christmas lights this Christmas season. She had her favorites and insisted that we visit those over and over again.</div><div align="center"> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557364779605492514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhouEnBbd_xq_3nZqx03VHz1GvK_ndY3-QKf23-dBoila1zOSNokO9lSG02efpab7JJTmroF7CvbpHh8fgJ1S4MAhMUzd4nnnJlklJP9e_3bizbSjPjeDNUQp6Jr1Ln4Th9jXK1SM1WCOQ/s400/DSC_0767.JPG" border="0" />Here we are getting ready to head out on a Christmas light adventure. She carried this little bag around with her for a couple of weeks. It was a gift from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Jee</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Jee</span> and Paw Paw that she got for her birthday. It had a little brass clock in it. I have no idea why she insisted on taking it everywhere....even to bed with her???!!. She is a funny little goose.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557364778230895634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMY81_E8aDr7jKMXKdpAGajPou5ZYxgV0o5R3p0SL6RV9j1r63HIUesT4742eqLg4xeMu7kGHgGa9ufQDYpKMe0w79nm6E3_-vp_oh9FZzIp5zw9LD4lKimN_kmFkMBUbpOZci5YKmJwY/s400/DSC_0765.JPG" border="0" /> Hanging out with friends....<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMP-V5NlBDe3vS84TKH7504IoJf2BwcBeuTlE628dpUk1W-0c_nluQJpRlbe_kBF0WA2Li2vNCrmU-FDJpNQS3pXAZ41cICkZM4-jl6AUISt3215bxCizfX4oEi9OQP3sIE03OQ913vcs/s1600/DSC_0793.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557444628639096066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMP-V5NlBDe3vS84TKH7504IoJf2BwcBeuTlE628dpUk1W-0c_nluQJpRlbe_kBF0WA2Li2vNCrmU-FDJpNQS3pXAZ41cICkZM4-jl6AUISt3215bxCizfX4oEi9OQP3sIE03OQ913vcs/s400/DSC_0793.JPG" border="0" /></a>Christmas eve, Jessica, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Jonny</span> and Chloe came over and the girls made sugar cookies for Santa.</div><div> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557444636940861970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDnpEl6mq9uSNruYM0MNQDsGCngxDeLFpoeUy_1i81WaLe2RwAhSFiZX8XxRgtLUY1HQdJvSge1q_BwsfKLQAZbExbs2R9h0bwKoShO4-hEkScC1bj_Aq_4mYfatzNdd9XeAZpj2Ow0T4/s400/DSC_0814.JPG" border="0" />The finished product<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557444630749968434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiypYK252S9_86WckJv3itUD8Ovhh7ojyn7KKrB_MrGGnAm4qmwqClHrTMkJMQXAGZb2jemJJOmTdEAMRWKik7XMeQ3Jqd2z0fslsn9b_EqQOZJSXGLuBo2Ye9LomlKyGRa0zXSWOR02h8/s400/DSC_0803.JPG" border="0" />Leaving reindeer food even though she was not entirely sure about Santa coming inside our house. I didn't talk too much about it because Julia can get really spooked about certain things!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir9d8QBbih-eLEZthc1Q14ZTyAOiLExYn9aCS1Nv6fRAhxfF0BwGAt2ZmR6PbjPRRRY4pDdH8P0f-AuiNtNVgpJMLXYM7KBMh9swRTVQ9P7XTN387FtR3wAyNMl2cXraXQi1OLLX2ZDVM/s1600/DSC_0779.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557444623066306018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir9d8QBbih-eLEZthc1Q14ZTyAOiLExYn9aCS1Nv6fRAhxfF0BwGAt2ZmR6PbjPRRRY4pDdH8P0f-AuiNtNVgpJMLXYM7KBMh9swRTVQ9P7XTN387FtR3wAyNMl2cXraXQi1OLLX2ZDVM/s400/DSC_0779.JPG" border="0" /></a> The highlight of our Christmas Eve and Christmas was Julia's discovery of the Nutcracker. John and I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">dvr'd</span> it not really thinking that she would be all that interested in it. She sat mesmerized and then got in front of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">tv</span> and started doing her own ballet moves. We have probably watched it 10 times and have hours of video footage of her dancing. We laughed until our bellies hurt! </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7KefC719ahvHu_0Hp4YvW9I7w1IdcirYmlundvff1QavqRA_A0PmS6DnicfTcipcADjw8YSVgA2RQ6Mus6I1ukpJXtXFf52DCws8RqNOo6bmGOaAuRMeaIy0kn2rhjxPN1sJ1KTV3STc/s1600/DSC_0788.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557364802160764914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7KefC719ahvHu_0Hp4YvW9I7w1IdcirYmlundvff1QavqRA_A0PmS6DnicfTcipcADjw8YSVgA2RQ6Mus6I1ukpJXtXFf52DCws8RqNOo6bmGOaAuRMeaIy0kn2rhjxPN1sJ1KTV3STc/s400/DSC_0788.JPG" border="0" /></a> Julia would make us fast forward the Nutcracker through the beginning which is the fun kids and gift part. She wanted to go straight to the hard core ballet. Can't wait to get Nutcracker tickets next year! Just goes to show you that you can't predict what she is going to like. I have never pushed ballet or dance but she definitely decided that she was a little ballerina....all on her own.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghoKnv-AW58pT8hiPq5H_FGbq-sTJspRRtsq1crBL3GrYwx_8Uztwar1fxYXgfh0_UgJLElQm34MuR9vkaLG1vknROkGiEpwtNZsit2STzEzEnwUYODbJis4BkljRcbc2nzYIK599Hm5U/s1600/DSC_0771.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557364790773695826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghoKnv-AW58pT8hiPq5H_FGbq-sTJspRRtsq1crBL3GrYwx_8Uztwar1fxYXgfh0_UgJLElQm34MuR9vkaLG1vknROkGiEpwtNZsit2STzEzEnwUYODbJis4BkljRcbc2nzYIK599Hm5U/s400/DSC_0771.JPG" border="0" /></a> Fingers and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">blankie</span>....how will we ever break this habit?????<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8hgNzzzNbTRZh6O33xq4kKFIzfFY_Ti-1CE6utGp2DOODo-QT0pHFnPlIW6slVKXiv-qvMQqn6B31hzsoGfvBYPOgIKjVKe1P45BHnWK6wJfolowok_aYs8Trt6S_QjLfM2sMwssvrn4/s1600/DSC_0768.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557364787044417330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8hgNzzzNbTRZh6O33xq4kKFIzfFY_Ti-1CE6utGp2DOODo-QT0pHFnPlIW6slVKXiv-qvMQqn6B31hzsoGfvBYPOgIKjVKe1P45BHnWK6wJfolowok_aYs8Trt6S_QjLfM2sMwssvrn4/s400/DSC_0768.JPG" border="0" /></a> Julia's first drink of hot chocolate. I gave her about a third of a cup full with some ice in it and she didn't come up for air. When I saw her face again, the cup was empty!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557449907246857314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0HlS0jcWSIxS151Y3OhN_2OkLADo9Zmw-G44xLGqNOh0uCY66rFpIKuzWqru04YCBm9n6HqXEgaxmrvzRdS7Y0sKx_STtWYLO_5JWpacSRlmrUg5mXcxuu18nZbBk3xk63pFXpA4vn0E/s400/DSC_0818.JPG" border="0" />Santa's note<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557444647783591922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxyLr2Ru-0MBF4hYN8z3ZmFZRWrPG-qphlVuPxyzQ8MxP9F8hErW-m3uZzAZ8QmY5RqDtijBvwov6X2TKr5hc1nc5jUlva60UVHo-44t7Wx8VBEsuDZfAR-GnECLBrDYvAVhuHhHWRiHs/s400/DSC_0817.JPG" border="0" />Santa did a great job picking out some toys for Julia. She has loved every single thing that he left. Except the book with 100 classic stories....too scary she says. I never thought about it, but The Three Little Pigs, The Ugly Duckling, and all of those stories are a little scary! </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557449907377743730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDG0OVBRhtTF8O0nIecCz8s-h6G4MPd0zL_Gm4kLYtKVqKC7ueSjk-HUmWREoiHtMJAFqxa5wS1AMy1PFRrqb3Bk-tf8SUx7a_PyFQ7VpsWVgXxcgtVCmTAiu9422qR4Pqjm93lz4bynQ/s400/DSC_0820.JPG" border="0" />Julia slept in until 9 and went straight to the cookies to see if Santa had eaten some! Then she saw the toys and was so excited and cute.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557449909888322530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPov-soUz3Bd66QeGyi7OJz_9O4q6a0TiStnxzSEPqmVADcOJW3cvY8KwC8jrZG-sXcY8Or3I5XeUY6qCuAvSXZCZAmXsOA6MC5Kw_a-rpWcSt39wMQYtxJUH1b_-5I7nBvL0-WXNiI9Y/s400/DSC_0823.JPG" border="0" />My parents and Sarah came over for a late breakfast and more Christmas celebration. It was by far the best Christmas yet! Cozy, quiet and pretty lazy. I guess we didn't know what we were missing before we had Julia, but that little girl makes everything so much fun for all of us!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-77837930452475793822011-01-01T13:35:00.000-08:002011-01-01T15:22:36.973-08:00<div><div><div><div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix-QZUVYvnt35ur4_KG7y4bkEp6kMnZRqhG-zve9-e9cXPYyP2VpUjzGaUjpxtrUpI8CaQmCkN0ZoI3x1Uw66PrNj0eAjLhqoFGwpwoQat_HV7htROyiCH1L_C-cJoF9r03o-ACm2t0GM/s1600/DSC_0730.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557337275660597074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix-QZUVYvnt35ur4_KG7y4bkEp6kMnZRqhG-zve9-e9cXPYyP2VpUjzGaUjpxtrUpI8CaQmCkN0ZoI3x1Uw66PrNj0eAjLhqoFGwpwoQat_HV7htROyiCH1L_C-cJoF9r03o-ACm2t0GM/s400/DSC_0730.JPG" border="0" /></a> I am just wondering if this is normal....for a girl to need this many things in her nest? Her current favorites are Jelly (the tan Hello Kitty doll in the back), Slinky Dog, Bitty Baby, fabric teddy bear (the one she is laying on and she named it that because someone made if for her), brown teddy bear (with the blue nose) and always lots and lots of BOOKS!<br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0I6uZwjAPp2fwYL3MBZmbrUThDvHI5n04CNKTb9tAkNJ7X0jpVJdVYD9D6PkWAsv2xkAD4QEy1eaG-hZ4Db8GneVCojykoRQAFpae7iXMZkvdqMm4b-tLEqql-Ek3CYE8DjcAeJCdRJo/s1600/DSC_0702.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557337266282409810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0I6uZwjAPp2fwYL3MBZmbrUThDvHI5n04CNKTb9tAkNJ7X0jpVJdVYD9D6PkWAsv2xkAD4QEy1eaG-hZ4Db8GneVCojykoRQAFpae7iXMZkvdqMm4b-tLEqql-Ek3CYE8DjcAeJCdRJo/s400/DSC_0702.JPG" border="0" /></a> The start of a gingerbread train project</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557337268100143074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4WzouJUs_ln1o0wqf3Frzyu9BENkaajcItvX8cQ1v4ymYUIrfNs6NizxYf1lzxV2UXs5Iz5-c6FsgHiLl_a4GCHLrdqNj2zqlH2EOFPJjrPQpy3MFCn6YlXQ4mtURD4lMmMhW1yfXe2A/s400/DSC_0723.JPG" border="0" />The finished product!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhilylhKPPk47vuvMoIDBJ1WH2vVH-CeCeLHTxj-FLBni8qIo0YgToMd4xVyfiQJnuiSpSWg74XUQPu6lzz6wQupcxfwQN5tNaL2Zpuam8KtIx68mnbpUAEFqpnFHVWxaUn1rtIf98L6OE/s1600/DSC_0695.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557337262170541970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhilylhKPPk47vuvMoIDBJ1WH2vVH-CeCeLHTxj-FLBni8qIo0YgToMd4xVyfiQJnuiSpSWg74XUQPu6lzz6wQupcxfwQN5tNaL2Zpuam8KtIx68mnbpUAEFqpnFHVWxaUn1rtIf98L6OE/s400/DSC_0695.JPG" border="0" /></a> Fun with icing!</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557337287130631634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgOhez3rbTyrPoO2Ampbc5JeJLCUZRl4dyAHwUFA6q6f1yzE1erQ4TV0r8DDZgLAi8REQPc0cz4WKZohdSx1nfL20B0g4MTMbzURJ1dErrq1LH8jpNZAR3Ym1fULLND9pRNJC8sOBYOpc/s400/DSC_0732.JPG" border="0" />Julia's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Pre</span>-Picasso art class at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">EACC</span> has come to an end. We loved every minute of it and I think it was a one time opportunity. Miss Laura said that she was retiring to move to Nashville and find a "big girl job." She was so good to our kids and Julia loves getting creative. She asked me for several days after our last class if art class was today. </div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557359243332581778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgph1Kvk30Tv7yvKZ6xrDB3SJvFnaPzpY3sXywliRhJXjCBFJiEIWkWlGuKl5F_U5nLedzNAcB4mSZ7eb_guTsV7AXDm_I5L5cYPljgQ-m0r4hU5pjqZXz12ZW3Y6RcwPL5sv00twcJgOw/s400/DSC_0735.JPG" border="0" />A group shot of the art class group minus Devin who wasn't into getting his picture made. You might notice a bunch of pink mouths in this picture because their last art project was decorating sugar cookies and they used LOTS of pink icing! <div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557359245739413842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifPsJywJ-O7op_Cv0bT9pbTl5a5xhxS_XoORCi59BRFRqrdsF4ZzyzxG4cYWxvakuhf-whFUv3-NPQSoKEPCAWnsGHNAkC7dySLQbAlsA6aCIa9NDa13St0sVL3grHlX8sJ031ksBYg2M/s400/DSC_0738.JPG" border="0" />One of many art class project. This was a paper <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">mache</span>' pig that started with a balloon!</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557359249816349058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1YrN-gCQwjtlr5H3PzsBElUya2OINPd61q0vMHS-V0wZFqs7M2LmDXRjzxUggpQgJBZjOKjZSkoM9w4x-BhBmfB1cbwM-HRkqqv4pbDRbY1CquE42aQoabm4HlgIqp6vs7slTriJ4jo0/s400/DSC_0751.JPG" border="0" />Julia and I went to the Arts Council Festival of Trees this year where lots of organizations and businesses around town decorate a tree. Julia made friends with this guy who sat under <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">CherryFest's</span> tree. We spent lots of time sitting next to this guy. I had to drag her away <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">every time</span>. I can never predict who or what Julia is going to like. I am not sure what this stuffed animal had going for it????<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557359254429077074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK3W49Fpaep-tDyly_hAlDwiIKPP44HnKdiAO1FERgvqymvOkrD2c7HkaA7EOjBdtKFz0Y3hPnX2AhyYM3TgfwQM4ZD8TC88eBjB33LJS21Kb70A1DA80hLIyLGHOXikMAOy7ce8uWh4o/s400/DSC_0756.JPG" border="0" />Here we are in front of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">CrossRidge's</span> tree. These hugs (and me picking her up) are getting fewer and fewer!</div><div align="center"><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557359248321355650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZM7JqROlWGRZhkAmi8HgMmtNIRNRF3GW3IexUPN9CVW4c9EfOw5QbdAl1Y6HSXmgnh1Oh1JneyaAcW3Bl3CJJAcA351JeQJJzsUQEg7GM4iDVfdRU_5oqfmFGFJlvWEx8Zc8JI-80i2Y/s400/DSC_0741.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p align="center">John took this picture when I was at work one day. They were heading out to hike in the woods. John had her dressed in a snowsuit and U<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">gg</span> boots. He said that before they finished the trail that she complained of being hot and he had to take her boots off of her and CARRY her the rest of the way!!! It was probably 50 degrees! He's a little over prepared sometimes!</p>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-39592121443323895482011-01-01T13:17:00.000-08:002011-01-01T13:31:29.261-08:00Stolen goods....<div align="center">I had to post some cute pictures that I have stolen from friend's blogs...</div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557329975813596594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSgML7P3dAgpZL4FqgV_p_B1ae6gJX3kPoDcPfnxMxbQvypyGCP0HowGG6Ag9nRZBm2LC9atkSPfRSltLFZFwc9bpE3X16FT0_t2CSQwd94CkGcEAfoCKPGzK_h3pDHbSj97ydLrL8qNM/s400/julia+blowing+out+the+candles+by+tara.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div align="center">This is my very favorite picture of Julia blowing out her candles at her birthday party. I love seeing her so happy surrounded by friends! Thank you Tara, for capturing this moment!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnbmeAtKVDoams_4nPAzfYrdpGjsZwMwpJU_DbURQcdHSJpU6TPzPRBuhl-xyshBsOeWITaej43b7T91JT43Q00big32o6I72F-pvyZS_9QOLA9cHOjh0EihLWa0NnOEJJLWcraLp_wbE/s1600/yuzuki+n+car.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557329987416138162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnbmeAtKVDoams_4nPAzfYrdpGjsZwMwpJU_DbURQcdHSJpU6TPzPRBuhl-xyshBsOeWITaej43b7T91JT43Q00big32o6I72F-pvyZS_9QOLA9cHOjh0EihLWa0NnOEJJLWcraLp_wbE/s400/yuzuki+n+car.jpg" border="0" /></a>We celebrated <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Yazuki's</span> 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nd</span> birthday at Pump it Up. Apparently, there was an electrical fire in the bathroom and they whole place had to be shut down for an hour before we could go in. Just made it more fun and gave us some time to hang out in the car! Here's Maggie and Julia anxiously waiting to go in!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisnBL8aVFkNZxeCR1ZcyKKdjNuMCRwf2KuQSSJq9T6ekkL2LdU5O2lG9NIDMNxDxyoshGIgV1bW_4M5bIUnuJ7fl_5-CzNDCs7A7S454lJ4tsDeRsgCEji448smlY_5joj4I9LFKyhvzc/s1600/yuzuki+julia+n+sunglasses.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557329980342568738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisnBL8aVFkNZxeCR1ZcyKKdjNuMCRwf2KuQSSJq9T6ekkL2LdU5O2lG9NIDMNxDxyoshGIgV1bW_4M5bIUnuJ7fl_5-CzNDCs7A7S454lJ4tsDeRsgCEji448smlY_5joj4I9LFKyhvzc/s400/yuzuki+julia+n+sunglasses.jpg" border="0" /></a>Julia being a ham at the party.<br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557329988370921746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfFwQYWirqWYxiwzw5hsmNAnGcT6wwfA7cxS5kdRrfvb_up6OZiW9jWFORDtrPh4t-_bKxumGcemojHjKO9IFcNupQXnaSktPqmIBc54xdmeaBblb19UDWxjtGlDYUdpmz8cAEDxcm9Fw/s400/yuzuki+sam+in+sunglasses.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Love this picture of Sam! Looking good in the shades! <div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557329976167615858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-PpC3aBN50XBJBK5BiitqZXPZgtgkJ99mtZ1aqJM4qgoZQGdwO9sw1AkY1X1t5HYFu4Q52LmhiGe9_U77_0EBUQibRTYn_CoodavhZ7cSDgo2s1VP8jZIeeQ-m89Jxv6OC-jFlLiq98A/s400/yuzuki+having+pizza.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Here's the birthday girl! They had so much fun playing and running inside Pump it up! Julia played it safe and hung out in the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">bouncie</span> and playhouse. She wasn't much into the big slides.<br /></div><br /></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-21544853686432818412010-12-19T19:09:00.000-08:002010-12-24T11:04:20.468-08:00Parade Time!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgat7ahVc7KgH0tuY_XV2kK5ijTRSZMplyXZQuGfJaDPr2VWXrcBhjjSPsRAZ78ZbE80rpoZLz1GDDYUDAXpCX1_yEyv2svw2YCvY1u_AcL_73QMdUawuF1YZIrWWEhlv6g4alcpGJRUvs/s1600/DSC_0472.JPG"></a><br /><div><div align="center">Well it was no Macy's Day, but the Wynne Christmas parade was a lot of fun! There is nothing like watching 2 and 3 year olds at a parade. Some of Julia's favorites were the marching band and anybody who threw out candy! They had 10 floats this year, which was up from last year's 8. There were lots of loud cars and motorcycles too!</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552599594985282562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGX1rfDq7PdXRTV2ivmf7CQP1yYqP6nm7wYZBkEpGNBuHDtUsTYOAZqU5BfI4mSB7TxSGpfdm2NgKE1LZM_Nz72kILJd08ZtBjmPE3lR5apJq-WFOlr3TDcjVp2LhYCjOutq5MMqYxqZg/s400/DSC_0477.JPG" border="0" />Some of the crew that met up with us on Falls.</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXb__89BOFK5EEDBpQTtUrUubFCwGTdroSRBxjTuqL1QGodsS0jgdsWu6kuDBq0-Ivs5msPnbnK1xh4wAqZv3nFrdwBsCdROxdqc_zAtCA4gZt5lqvRIu4-cjKPIuiAvEBcHyuikqZTQ/s1600/DSC_0487.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552599607540163938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXb__89BOFK5EEDBpQTtUrUubFCwGTdroSRBxjTuqL1QGodsS0jgdsWu6kuDBq0-Ivs5msPnbnK1xh4wAqZv3nFrdwBsCdROxdqc_zAtCA4gZt5lqvRIu4-cjKPIuiAvEBcHyuikqZTQ/s400/DSC_0487.JPG" border="0" /></a> Julia looking very sassy in her white fur!<br /><div><div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi54w26oe8U5B_gWtfcr0e8gxssrzaPo53tL46Hl77FwLVQXMEOb8zkDyLk4BqkyJgoLwKxAhM6o-1DRp8QVN7giR2SF3BHiI3XZwiGRP2FeXL4pKrOPoxDLMBslvZ3ho3Ci0B9iMoKTLg/s1600/DSC_0469.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552599595757191746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi54w26oe8U5B_gWtfcr0e8gxssrzaPo53tL46Hl77FwLVQXMEOb8zkDyLk4BqkyJgoLwKxAhM6o-1DRp8QVN7giR2SF3BHiI3XZwiGRP2FeXL4pKrOPoxDLMBslvZ3ho3Ci0B9iMoKTLg/s400/DSC_0469.JPG" border="0" /></a> Julia and Yazuki </div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554282669631601794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzelq4ew39PkJOw5w9LLQoITVGg8S09hjaWmEZxEsOmg2vow2LQ-_pVu-Z4g9eruCP-6lYESc4pTV4UcoCW1YU-Qlw7P4bDOd8cvBSexx3gfxmGoGmCHjC8P5ErClv6N7wJ_xOJXZFAF8/s400/DSC_0483.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552599604313286050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzt-LDr2XGLC7MwVbbkul-cfCpZUO1Wx0rWnkz9p48u5ZczeIjljdNaLxFaz8GGKuMXwHJKWA0U3HqxGxtHhfPpU7hyphenhyphenvuk3kt4RNCcbRSjPsEZMspecdpLtfCQDqXg83JJvmf3_PzH53k/s400/DSC_0490.JPG" border="0" />This reindeer and Santa float were the grand finale!</div></div></div></div></div></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-76302848665381693472010-12-18T21:28:00.001-08:002010-12-18T21:50:01.906-08:00First Trip to the Dentist!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3S1E6YDLg0Oc6UQWqmrlPgGVp99YjlIH90hhSAzu2J_Fjp2MVE1C6Kd8zFSRaj4is4sqe1nWvFHuJacpTI31n1OQp6faJWvraKxNn89SqEvfFxu1od3Sl2dPXq-HZAlYWrY9Wt8nNVw4/s1600/DSC_0646.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552264049163792002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3S1E6YDLg0Oc6UQWqmrlPgGVp99YjlIH90hhSAzu2J_Fjp2MVE1C6Kd8zFSRaj4is4sqe1nWvFHuJacpTI31n1OQp6faJWvraKxNn89SqEvfFxu1od3Sl2dPXq-HZAlYWrY9Wt8nNVw4/s400/DSC_0646.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">It is hard to predict how Julia will react when we try something new. Sometimes it takes her a while to warm up to a new place or situation. We are lucky to have Dr. Neall as our dentist because I knew she would already know him and feel comfortable with him. Unfortunately, he was gone the day that we scheduled her appointment and all I could do was hope for the best. </div><br /><br />Julia surprised John and I on this one because she was such a big girl (as long as she could sit on my lap) and did perfect! She got a full teeth cleaning, with flossing and flouride treatment. I was so proud of her and went back to work smiling!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552264053733606578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2NBsjpXoJ-Oh16KJ1_Y2nUBIT14jtDv0JZ9gyCpbEZYbnm_tx_y6q7R1e7P3GO8yMY9vPChcqGmxS0M_MlcCZ0YWHlWO8Vu-MSCC-qx-cjxpauQb-xJwdS6XHrqXb8n9-1coU6ideUB4/s400/DSC_0647.JPG" border="0" /><br /></div><p align="center">Here's Julia picking out her prize after her visit. She also got a pizza certificate for being such a good patient! Are we the only set of parents who BOTH have to be present for thier child's first dental appointment? AND bring the camera to document the whole experience? Poor Julia!</p>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-27897677914262103902010-12-17T19:50:00.000-08:002010-12-18T21:28:51.941-08:00Festivities!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijcKMl4Yt9hyphenhyphen9gAH3uupWhumtt0Q4dQ7sPG_XgFFd5h1ior3HsZNBnYlZV5uejrZ5Mo7lycDXBRhhINmF8OPFbJuwILyTFaaO4TqmV2JKBNYgweuDHUQM6AWkjJFJKFnuyaTr8H-dMjlM/s1600/DSC_0670.JPG"></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551867845598462562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnLEOtIvVvKHqCSZ_yfwUakAJS4Bs4bMstZwFTjgaYAkQULGS_ZAsylDAxNnzz4fk4HZWRXU7lSKH2SRLXm2ZBjiFiLLtL3jzapD1ywJVCzzd2dyMYLSn3sT5tKE0p4_a88yoi3IS6DSg/s400/DSC_0644.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">We celebrated sweet Parker's third birthday. He had a Thomas the Train party that was so much fun!<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551867848299136626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmQcc-Y7OPAU7B22WX1EljQ-cbvRACWamoJZG916K8qYQNnm8LInW7deZ5F_5c7qozjfSj9H2lUCW1GW54aLpPIwaDSqzIYnwZs8hWLsKAxHCT3FLn-cC24U4veCYfK9P8603JeTTPKYY/s400/DSC_0645.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div align="center">Everybody loves the pinata!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNO1MlG6CWhj-mIWCZ-ezZ_N0hn6fJZAuacAy4jC2PyLtVC_OQD6I9FB53DBes6x15CRKJEEN-Z6suZBaMG62nYp-M1mgxOitM3Yv6nR49s7YVg5DlTeDGiqUEyb6FZ1Wirvq8P-p_45c/s1600/DSC_0676.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551889516583367378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNO1MlG6CWhj-mIWCZ-ezZ_N0hn6fJZAuacAy4jC2PyLtVC_OQD6I9FB53DBes6x15CRKJEEN-Z6suZBaMG62nYp-M1mgxOitM3Yv6nR49s7YVg5DlTeDGiqUEyb6FZ1Wirvq8P-p_45c/s400/DSC_0676.JPG" border="0" /></a> We went to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Vaught's</span> house in Hickory Ridge and had cookies with Santa. Julia would not sit in Santa's lap but when he asked her what she wanted him to bring her for Christmas, she said a train! Santa told her if she was a good little girl that he would definitely bring her a train. Thanks Santa!<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551889514606081090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiifqFCoow-XgCBc42MQoDlvBoF4sS3Sod5M0Kj2jHEW6deERLHwgQ99am3nb_i0qxY-T9e_n7sn_s4XZCmApStNrlvCZuC8U4xXXZk0xmr4iIdqO5_4IUrgikpf8jRTIrxAdcrd9UMZxY/s400/DSC_0671.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div align="center">Kelly had her place looking VERY festive! I snagged this picture of these two making some big plans and was able to capture a little of the decor. I told Julia she could have as many cookies as she wanted. She ate about 3 or 4 and loved the chocolate dipped marshmallows on a stick the best. Julia likes her sweets!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9y6GnQViwaLP87nmXDZJNKZJG5AR4V_NqMpcAvLq3ybrs-R7Rupm7Mq4GYhe5LDiGuKJE7X1sog1pLbo4tNRMBL6e4JWmVgydSwkHVsdY1Ki4UG_5Ygcmff-yh9RBHyKxS6ZvO7yNPDw/s1600/DSC_0660.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551889510957947730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9y6GnQViwaLP87nmXDZJNKZJG5AR4V_NqMpcAvLq3ybrs-R7Rupm7Mq4GYhe5LDiGuKJE7X1sog1pLbo4tNRMBL6e4JWmVgydSwkHVsdY1Ki4UG_5Ygcmff-yh9RBHyKxS6ZvO7yNPDw/s400/DSC_0660.JPG" border="0" /></a> We took the kids to see the Ringling Brothers circus at Fed Ex forum. I have great memories of the circus from when I was a kid. I am not sure how Julia felt about it but she definitely loved the popcorn. Solomon sat on my lap for some of the second half and didn't move a muscle. He loved it. We had a big <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">buncan</span> party in Memphis with the Jackson's and the neighbor came up and told us to hold it down because Julia and Sol were "jumping through the rings of fire like the circus tigers!" That is my kind of party!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Vk0bhNg88OwRi2qJevvqvo-ZAD1slejGa9Z4m6p22vsMcAeRVCSuZk40JW4Y4O5kU-dFV-OE89WcHp2fEJsh53rnE53keH-ymTlOUkQCr1DC_8rvxIwFZ7Qqll16af9nX62oyyrgZPc/s1600/DSC_0665.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551889508442528018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Vk0bhNg88OwRi2qJevvqvo-ZAD1slejGa9Z4m6p22vsMcAeRVCSuZk40JW4Y4O5kU-dFV-OE89WcHp2fEJsh53rnE53keH-ymTlOUkQCr1DC_8rvxIwFZ7Qqll16af9nX62oyyrgZPc/s400/DSC_0665.JPG" border="0" /></a> Julia had her three year wellness visit at the Dr. Beth's. She is 42 inches tall and weighs 42 pounds. She is off the growth charts on her height and weight! She still likes to be carried around which is not so easy sometimes! I worried about John carrying her like this because he doesn't weigh a whole lot more than her. They had to stop and check out the new guitars at Gibson. Julia sits on his shoulders like she is the queen. We walked past the police men who were directing traffic and she yelled, "Hey! I'm on my daddy's shoulders!"<br /><br /><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI8L18hgB_aPUMq4SztgtLU-uklimwAt22PavQBZGGbf1a1Zt3qkR7KuUvA0q8Cd8YEdUr_0eYLWPk3YDH4ITIjQAFWR89FvY-fP8iUyiNzHGnYbnQhSMszOax-p7UdL86Kd-MGrgHp4o/s1600/DSC_0654.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551867850170112882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI8L18hgB_aPUMq4SztgtLU-uklimwAt22PavQBZGGbf1a1Zt3qkR7KuUvA0q8Cd8YEdUr_0eYLWPk3YDH4ITIjQAFWR89FvY-fP8iUyiNzHGnYbnQhSMszOax-p7UdL86Kd-MGrgHp4o/s400/DSC_0654.JPG" border="0" /></a> The library had a really cute Christmas open house this year with the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Kinder's</span>. They write and perform children's music and Julia has one of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">their</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Cd's</span>. We took Sam with us and they both loved the program. Julia loves Sam and says, "Sam is my best friend!"</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551867854346418434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdiY3CoyvdQUOcWSBuvXAklT8Id7Th3CaivIG-r_xBV2Xeogk46RT1QSQjYGIsXr91xOLrFPxSNi_j8DRTne2genPwSaAVLmRMJFdUhkpowPT5CA2tKvqQiCAe3W7XBPCbT_0Zaaqb5Tk/s400/DSC_0656.JPG" border="0" /> Julia and Sam<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552255737325444322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNYoW84KRdurw8sHS5Cf0g7eP9FV71BY8WV_QilP-EHRx71LEAFKjZ2jOuDt1VI8504DuBaPdgaoz9HKZ-O_PBtvzG5ySPMG3BXyIsOg79pS84dOpQLgiXBQJM3IPcOi9ED4S8Cf1Ezm4/s400/DSC_0680.JPG" border="0" />Baking cookies! Julia still prefers John over me. They are so sweet to watch. </div></div></div></div></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-1125115463316399252010-12-12T20:26:00.000-08:002010-12-17T19:50:51.582-08:00Our birthday girl!<div align="center">Our sweet Julia turned three November 29<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span>. I hardly remember what it was like when we didn't have her. We decided to celebrate her birthday with friends and family at a breakfast with Santa party at our house. We had a great time and are so thankful to have friends and family to celebrate with!<br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550044790932902370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFEEs4mCZXUP29qi_3AMle6UoGMP6sokxi5CSIdwMrlv4t_TKo4SF85IK229sGqHj4UOugxyxrVNQ4GnT4j8cqPd_c_YKarffFHPQBUrUHE-anaAvO1SPPzENSZzRThDFGyRWmGiXUDgs/s400/DSC_0499.JPG" border="0" /> Here comes Santa Claus!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550044793290746082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNRVNnSHvmRq2XpIvVabH-DVPdRRIP4OyATxb_V3hmE1mNCthFD4EPnjSXHTSTjjeH08dSsQ-FdTBB5BcN3_p0f3Y6jdpAf6Kjcf6f65iFC77hw6UC483o1MF9He_rFYbAIXS_XqOSgp0/s400/DSC_0505.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Little Whit had a VERY long list for Santa!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551499381028516466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAUU5kPIXM2oCRNSeeRaHbEOQ5iWfTzrE34S1QXO4_WYYV8dS71ZEP1c8XkFMsoRmrBTYNRwR3Hwg3IBX13rDEBySoG9TkNtjjpfh9MFjyPXW34inSsSWHEAeGc87tQGagYATBfW_Jj78/s400/DSC_0510.JPG" border="0" />Opening presents!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550044780966582562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxEn9shhW3recrtR_oD5oe3eTEivZ1T8Z27rCipycgsbYeKHEmKGloU7PPfsNRRlClGFtO_jZJgLSOrUiA6ZXyitYJJH6esR37KcdWddQKKEvgWP0gWQ2BtLnT-NC1uKEVcihyBlsBLPc/s400/DSC_0492.JPG" border="0" />The cupcakes were a huge temptation!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550044782505425762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg26C_iYDF55sRfE-Dhi90yIHFBtDVCDu-a0wKL8gd6DapQ-j7IkC9OsIRUlqzoQQJuszw1gvggo54MsQKE0kDcxNgaXndQ1YM96s2hgfgi4MVI0VX32bUzmolknQBYftGA2sGnsO1JmeY/s400/DSC_0493.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div align="center">Keri House made the ornament cupcakes and they turned out great! <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGw6YkWpAodqpMY2aY9Ch_y-PDx8dT3gI_A5mppoOmtay1ThKs8FG-mbS-XLKQFUe4jeuGLpNRNqw6ZEbo_mBhotmUsLgJShdKipI5t1L7po2jb8AvY-WyOqm34NVApdt4DGJcKwUyjA0/s1600/DSC_0536.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551499395919825746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGw6YkWpAodqpMY2aY9Ch_y-PDx8dT3gI_A5mppoOmtay1ThKs8FG-mbS-XLKQFUe4jeuGLpNRNqw6ZEbo_mBhotmUsLgJShdKipI5t1L7po2jb8AvY-WyOqm34NVApdt4DGJcKwUyjA0/s400/DSC_0536.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe1pGEl8_NU4_uBr2aMPW6ZA2OURQBG_N76ddsL9lCVn_rOJkQs53wuikkRffVGp4-9xrw3d-GlKa0JOgjKj13PfDYJvzg4iHQACgbKn-ebZ1_2tWX6VV_Zm95ikHdncAt19Q6xi9vxO0/s1600/DSC_0516.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551499388398429922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe1pGEl8_NU4_uBr2aMPW6ZA2OURQBG_N76ddsL9lCVn_rOJkQs53wuikkRffVGp4-9xrw3d-GlKa0JOgjKj13PfDYJvzg4iHQACgbKn-ebZ1_2tWX6VV_Zm95ikHdncAt19Q6xi9vxO0/s400/DSC_0516.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is the reason that I went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Wal</span> Mart at midnight on Black Friday! Julia loves her trampoline and it is even more fun when it can be shared with friends!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551499397711262098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeP48jssfGcCPdSW1N3DVyK31MZROAcxdDzgwCSnzGrIsOceoVWIRYi39EOiDcxKHS6P2lTsGrec7JdSj1cXiaCaRR-5lGEgPvONN1NjBlBoVD7kYSnUPf-IDYSrocY3DIUzDla8eTZcQ/s400/DSC_0554.JPG" border="0" /> The birthday girl!<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551499390677827762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzA-aCuU7qBMYRADeZI-P6-kiBND_r3H_UhF6wX7ZuLZG4Le8qQPvsC5QaCjK1qzWBT6Wa4zzt4S90fO8S4sMTQIvZmztrs0tadtDH8ikEti2R4TG78CEb8p0ECyOAebUyGqz9_bP0uV0/s400/DSC_0530.JPG" border="0" /> Stella and Julia taking a quick break.</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551511427033162786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRnLRh2mLmi28L2pHKbaHtljpV9fFDLyJW2c87AOqGzfXHR4oFWocgPNn8dyrgCx_qv9AJVX3CzM63Zcu7_0mPkMQPYsE7G9fEQU5aOCFBBhyoEu2zzkKaUP81mxheUWPNZbJfZ9WQv68/s400/DSC_0617.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div>And then Bitty Baby arrived in the mail....<br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551511428414131762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Sz8RELaxJ5xO_e9eQLrOQljMsrIPz7vVnAP3z34pdEq9E1GscwBEhp3uNpZ2lYnxxy1OtgOefBKC6umTD47kh0CRowknvpkUDAKj5z2YwqKAW9rF7V4GbQR0nojIzBIseaVE7PPYyCs/s400/DSC_0626.JPG" border="0" />Julia has spent a lot of time changing Bitty Baby's diaper. </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551511424408619186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr_mvw2ORq37_Ve7fScfyYZgm3W2YzZnUs0VTFEXarbwJJ2cm_s70TKwO5h8-NFTNTEt1LtAH9JpAxndUUnaO1jojIsfR0KHR_bDMFu57z-W05_WrIvT3lfEYQJpm1oamq7sEXQ-WGgGU/s400/DSC_0619.JPG" border="0" /> After everyone left, Julia sat down for an hour and colored and used her new Do A Dot art kit. <br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551511434871236738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDplYOJD6P601lFMQkvriljRBefcndl4L9GySrpP7Jn52ivlgNUsOjY_4yjmRWXQ0fCiIjwXGOMWZh5sUtzM6ZpwliaqQ0ymYcSD1hIuTuB8vua35QE6ffZmxukXMN6wg0OthockTPXwM/s400/DSC_0634.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div>The trampoline stayed open for business well after dark!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550022112722714994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhycyutkL9Bs3fPYimxsZ43nzc5QLKYWnC_SkcSWyg5BXye0oC0ZlseP1w6aA-mF9JmSvxH-INR8km_RBWjEzd_r5ZSJRDMWXAvyx0KtXdE2vzr80R4Y4aELr9DY5YZSvstRM7eFfJs9vE/s400/DSC_0463.JPG" border="0" /> Then, we celebrated Julia's birthday again at Wee School. Here is our rendition of the ornament cupcakes. Not near as cute as Keri's, but we had fun being creative!<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtugVXG46Vnt3l7HLrobATdcL16RPe8C3WnrWPTCSr4MZkA-ODhcn2kI9sEi1jotLBt2g8SDvoUjQLWUOwwOY6K0gQ5Tlq92PHcohG-GiFyKXJZcOOFPK04V14YLdUcFLHtL5ch4MVoC4/s1600/DSC_0468.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550022125702858274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtugVXG46Vnt3l7HLrobATdcL16RPe8C3WnrWPTCSr4MZkA-ODhcn2kI9sEi1jotLBt2g8SDvoUjQLWUOwwOY6K0gQ5Tlq92PHcohG-GiFyKXJZcOOFPK04V14YLdUcFLHtL5ch4MVoC4/s400/DSC_0468.JPG" border="0" /></a> Playing in her wee school classroom. </div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550022119209920770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibIySrsjaC9nqEPgVQAp_Z6-gLHlGOJBXcMOoFbW2LeTjQ3AcLPyJLF7RHiUYYaFbkxAZ5nOaje5bjTEdNZLv6Mpu24ppSDPdmfxKUxUdQHErv5ZzJxUL_qLc_NwGsPO9LpyJHKFkx15w/s400/DSC_0465.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div>Everyone is ready for a cupcake! <div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550022134238602354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3XAKTC5AtYbb3efW5N37hy4x7XVPWZ0wCvVk0cMKKmpI3QLIMVn46YNPvw0uKFI2ZU7pXANBcj2uLVQ8MkLIXqXct3WO2Ns0rR8HX6f8r0NguvvIIFkiXofJ4J0zFwYUCg1xfu9A-3B8/s400/DSC_0467.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7UkFV5-xyvP_G3gdRdMMxk_qcNq82ZVydhn0SrRTHpKv_9K2qd_mcco6oCR75_Heab3GeqiPJzV3bFnIrQoLGpnMmXoGGFESrQ54bdYMoYjvPk5Jh29todp6NUbaZjGSmlaGf8pwBI20/s1600/DSC_0456.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550022107208275202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7UkFV5-xyvP_G3gdRdMMxk_qcNq82ZVydhn0SrRTHpKv_9K2qd_mcco6oCR75_Heab3GeqiPJzV3bFnIrQoLGpnMmXoGGFESrQ54bdYMoYjvPk5Jh29todp6NUbaZjGSmlaGf8pwBI20/s400/DSC_0456.JPG" border="0" /></a> My sweet girl on her actual birthday. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Jee</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Jee</span> and Paw Paw took us all out to lunch and let Julia pick where she wanted to eat. She chose Colby's....I think because they have ice cream! We had a quiet night at home and thought <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">alot</span> about these last three years and how they have been the best three years of our lives. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-66392442665447586402010-12-12T17:56:00.000-08:002010-12-16T19:58:37.668-08:00A Thankful Heart<div align="center">My heart overflows this Thanksgiving season! John and I got to go to Julia's Thanksgiving feast at wee school. I love having a job that is right here in Wynne and flexible enough to allow me to be a part of Julia's school activities. It is so interesting to see Julia at school and watch her interact with her classmates and teachers. They say that she is a very good girl which makes me feel so proud!</div><div align="center"> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550010038060861170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhneQFKcmsNvuuR6P_STqsLJcX_aJYUnxLReNaeXrR_NFJen3bQkIrZRzWa9mPwolaAu3Rk0qLxNHh93IkEhI5AVTUZnXxpHuNZWRaaUgAK-G1-Rd3dYfxE2wg14rHzTaRPyLW7S9IVTeQ/s400/DSC_0409.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd4S24z-VfTOTwVodOnzPvLZ19Ys-Xey5y8LLaHZsk8TOx1SMQ70Du6gB8CjzYIF5wBuGQax3PyJ2JeRpfmFGg4frrVfkDPEiRcrqM6jV7G4-S41L9eejaQxZEGHcdmkcwQDbioEvrtBg/s1600/DSC_0401.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550010049386024498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd4S24z-VfTOTwVodOnzPvLZ19Ys-Xey5y8LLaHZsk8TOx1SMQ70Du6gB8CjzYIF5wBuGQax3PyJ2JeRpfmFGg4frrVfkDPEiRcrqM6jV7G4-S41L9eejaQxZEGHcdmkcwQDbioEvrtBg/s400/DSC_0401.JPG" border="0" /></a> Not a great picture, but here are some of Julia's classmates. Parker, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Yazuki</span> and Mrs. Joni is in the blue shirt. Yes, they had CHEETOS for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">their</span> Thanksgiving feast!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBVWSJCn1K4krYwRyJGwWF5zPU8nFxSEMr8VHrLcKFj5P5u5VPYRwU0vuiAKA6azBzAq0cENANCQdseE9fByHyqmms7YIhK0o1sgv-L3M-Wxd-5U3VIFzNuhREPq7h2hxotrdTrwTz9S0/s1600/DSC_0392.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549983646810420306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBVWSJCn1K4krYwRyJGwWF5zPU8nFxSEMr8VHrLcKFj5P5u5VPYRwU0vuiAKA6azBzAq0cENANCQdseE9fByHyqmms7YIhK0o1sgv-L3M-Wxd-5U3VIFzNuhREPq7h2hxotrdTrwTz9S0/s400/DSC_0392.JPG" border="0" /></a> Happy Julia at art class. She made a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">hand print</span> turkey!</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir1lSm8c5DETZxgQLBmCzITYwHzQX0-ys_YrYLYdapmFMvC7whidIRYUabXCcov3ABiMYsN6LVhSLs6GQjRKkpT6ljpUmEy_UBgQCwYt-8CmkSAwwHO2sCqFh3IoW8L8JPVzq2GzaDIi0/s1600/DSC_0389.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549983639852310482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir1lSm8c5DETZxgQLBmCzITYwHzQX0-ys_YrYLYdapmFMvC7whidIRYUabXCcov3ABiMYsN6LVhSLs6GQjRKkpT6ljpUmEy_UBgQCwYt-8CmkSAwwHO2sCqFh3IoW8L8JPVzq2GzaDIi0/s400/DSC_0389.JPG" border="0" /></a> Miss Laura helping Hadley with her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">hand prints</span>.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmFQIuBAhxu9zDjVmz8vi-niaa6hEcWgoDRt66qti5giCHcEIfcz-gD57WrqIWYtLdGxTNLw-jlk5BUlPGv1HTWPjVbIFfeIzOEwtM-hAiVlGLEAtO7BJ8zHTI5B6wEFKgaTDLkyJ3ZEk/s1600/DSC_0385.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549983637332071282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmFQIuBAhxu9zDjVmz8vi-niaa6hEcWgoDRt66qti5giCHcEIfcz-gD57WrqIWYtLdGxTNLw-jlk5BUlPGv1HTWPjVbIFfeIzOEwtM-hAiVlGLEAtO7BJ8zHTI5B6wEFKgaTDLkyJ3ZEk/s400/DSC_0385.JPG" border="0" /></a> Julia had a pretty bad accident around Thanksgiving while playing "Timber." This is the game where you fall straight forward or straight back and land on a pillow. This night, she misjudged the distance and fell forward on to the window sill. She had a golf ball size knot appear on her forehead within the first minute. I called the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">dr</span>. (and my mother) since John was gone working and we decided to let it be. Five weeks later, the knot is still there but is much smaller. Dr. Beth assures us that it will go away in time. It was a traumatic and scary time!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulsixIZy6-sMi_8KZ4WVojaGInaFyXDp0sfQ7G1uDkxnmiOWc7HBt1HINKzLKPstPIo4WnWu42TJSrB0LIo3zj3X3jLKFDhlzhrlsm4EiJDguhyphenhyphenqvrGYXrSSep8f_yA89pMH8zkpwEoo/s1600/DSC_0381.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549983631713035394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulsixIZy6-sMi_8KZ4WVojaGInaFyXDp0sfQ7G1uDkxnmiOWc7HBt1HINKzLKPstPIo4WnWu42TJSrB0LIo3zj3X3jLKFDhlzhrlsm4EiJDguhyphenhyphenqvrGYXrSSep8f_yA89pMH8zkpwEoo/s400/DSC_0381.JPG" border="0" /></a>I love this picture of Tara and Julia!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDITO9INH4TVZI5PHp9jUxmKZJH3sQIe6edEiu_TN10ynzcs3_FipHknJy4LsxMUWOvczyoR22xsX0ajDuVu2HKTs2Domet4M4Vn2PqupM7kl1I3JW3C7uGdwq00f9PhrD3wYN7bWs1LU/s1600/DSC_0380.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549983630537903010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDITO9INH4TVZI5PHp9jUxmKZJH3sQIe6edEiu_TN10ynzcs3_FipHknJy4LsxMUWOvczyoR22xsX0ajDuVu2HKTs2Domet4M4Vn2PqupM7kl1I3JW3C7uGdwq00f9PhrD3wYN7bWs1LU/s400/DSC_0380.JPG" border="0" /></a> Julia likes to get in her closet where the bookcase is and read books. She could stay in there for hours. She talked Emmy into finding some books too while she was here visiting.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550010054505456498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxb18bTXh9-WEijwRkU85RolXVYHMkvpcrUx7vt2jQeofY5AFH7KuQNS6YYJu15f8N6c1aoYjlQWe9AXEd3-n5npfRJs_1goD1hNrf12FZ2CVFMMX3PqiuY5Bn38BIaBZZ-ZuPemSUys0/s400/DSC_0443.JPG" border="0" />Thanksgiving afternoon, we went to my parents house for lunch. We came home and cooked a turkey because I couldn't stand for Julia not to have turkey on Thanksgiving. We ate a late traditional turkey dinner and then put up the tree. I had lots of help!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550010060192523874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq0d1EwzktYDU-QIQxYAdjDFsWZuQsBg8BJUtqoU5WzCL3Q-YW1cm03NySS44b3AHkzY4dKgslGavnbvyHV6T1LDRSuB_PYpD8Xqj2yzGbvnDLeT8bKkStZWncgSauPUzM4A97ZfN7vSI/s400/DSC_0455.JPG" border="0" />Then, I did something that I have laughed at people for! Headed to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Wal</span> Mart at MIDNIGHT to catch the Black Friday sale. HAD to get Julia's birthday present and was successful! I hope to make Black Friday an annual event. Next year, I hope to bring a lawn chair and watch all the madness. Great entertainment! Oh, the things we do for love.</div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-36189991139579303992010-11-06T13:38:00.000-07:002010-11-07T10:46:21.342-08:00Pre Halloween and Halloween<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536543159887166802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJW0PYEK0rh-6Zv3XJVUWZ8VrJmwvR9kxKWWZsbPHltki4eC0rtIDQT1z_O759CnkMRBY_A9n42T3RPtr8DHyWt7TuT15SnpHlBmqNG8GDbP5GlRYmF8NL94vmc-V-FJE4EcVut34NjH4/s400/DSC_0217.JPG" border="0" /> Julia and I started off our Halloween festivities by making homemade sugar cookies. I don't think we would have won any awards for our finished products, but the process was a lot fun!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536543167018798754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt3KlErdK-M-V4ktn4JrWmeHtXEQNx9N0hhQcE9e9HEVwLUQSxoqSIThyDMA-89QLS4kZwYsECIB5R1ixfAB5msklkowDCW5s6cyZF8Non4hLk_lFX64s6kysvtF3sbfk6RoQWrf2RxGM/s400/DSC_0225.JPG" border="0" />We celebrated our friend Maggie <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Neller's</span> second birthday at Village Creek State Park. The weather was perfect and the kids loved playing at the playground. Here are the two little bees that showed up at the party. The little bee to the left is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Yazuki</span> and she is in Julia's wee school class! <br /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536543171176087426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMR7qFurlH1CFN2tj7ywvfsDiDp2TK9wYww2ImeRTNci0Lo8tftlWkXTKfkXCllTaLmzxUdSGuGiGtnAkchDexpcsS7vI4YrR7zm9hvyeL3yxgrbqCNGZmjzyOH8AHlrsxpq8NcA0sqQE/s400/DSC_0228.JPG" border="0" />Happy Birthday sweet girl! Of course, Julia is always going to sit close to the cake!<br /><div><div> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536543176569482514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvtXQSRq5J72f_J2eG35Hux7vCqvoK5QnpPGEjGwxC9bzLR1qKAL0yrogXT7ohHWchSfsAZD98GVxwBCfC1-0Z6Qma41ZCFDOs0I4J07NCT206-p8u5qn1Yt3lqGkB2E1c7UMnXsniNno/s400/DSC_0235.JPG" border="0" />Then, we did a little trick or treating. I think I said, "Last one!" on the candy about ten times in one day.</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536543186745981938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9WH5y6IUEMPf3nTOHYF8L1moEpyyCqFULwqelZOFECca44ooXcO_8LkH6uPIVNE6BEsHgxaYSEJSuIBeM6XNfhEszAwgCk8ZWfCMO05PoUb5sTFtbfPMI2K9VZQrP-1Jf91BzTv2sgKM/s400/DSC_0241.JPG" border="0" />Then we headed out to Matt and Julie's house for some fall fun. Julia cooked delicious soup and we hung out in the backyard by the fire. They have an awesome backyard with a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">treehouse</span>, trampoline and picnic table. Julia LOVED playing there and hasn't stopped talking about it! We ended our night at Milena's house where Julia was so tired that she sat in my lap with her blanket by the fire. The bigger kids went on a country, SCARY hayride and when it was over, a couple of the kids came running and hysterically crying to their moms! I think the Daddy's dressed up in costumes in jumped out of the woods at random places. I'm kind of glad Julia was too tired to go because I am a big ole chicken myself and am sure that neither of us would have slept very good in our country house afterwards!<br /><div> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536815698834313026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0r3M3t4vwn-H-rTDVAfyfGccn40Pip6PByEq2ZduK8TI0PpUESt459mpUELy77LD6ySTg0UYXqE1xLEOuAwzdcltuvngVkzYPTcmYZ81FC4mPSnDuiZGAPnmi9dNC2FiwnV1aB0mn3uU/s400/DSC_0249.JPG" border="0" />One TIRED little bee after all of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">pre</span>-Halloween festivities! I think she would have slept on the kitchen floor if I would have let her.<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZnlDRUzJSn2vTtVWRkKybED-LKuZwzOrNS2M5-sTmhoh9ly0n42ZTF5Ddv0OFh19OYWRsnqtt-TmvBXAmhoHAe03g3aHJiKUAlOqBRS5crKgQ4UP4pM8jKp5hgpnUBRfHvOykbhKRZgE/s1600/DSC_0255.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536815701819142274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZnlDRUzJSn2vTtVWRkKybED-LKuZwzOrNS2M5-sTmhoh9ly0n42ZTF5Ddv0OFh19OYWRsnqtt-TmvBXAmhoHAe03g3aHJiKUAlOqBRS5crKgQ4UP4pM8jKp5hgpnUBRfHvOykbhKRZgE/s400/DSC_0255.JPG" border="0" /></a> Halloween night, John, Julia and I headed to the Memphis zoo for Zoo Boo. We all loved it and hope to make it an annual event.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536823205722740610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2dqLjiARDKhyphenhyphenwbi7sSBWqMkBAai_GwWGOf-MvJKuMWY3TxDUSzzhoAbeqhYRfy_c47o8MAIISs3I6fruR4zLYqnatuhcKxSiMIhAUIH3lKZ-JLgnQjYxcXg-7Qv1B0IaLNCc83F75Izw/s400/DSC_0344.JPG" border="0" />Julia and I riding the train at the zoo.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536815713965656514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO0SdfOMjZfm8kKB1L0ebU6EXYm8NIFUrU_EWHytgWwoImC_CZQqnJXzsoA1tfCMQkMhRWo9RtxlqS1I6-pGMOgUO2NASBo7C43T0R5IRL_jrhOM5WOP8bgYJ9I7jvVSMcqtmvLITFqTU/s400/DSC_0262.JPG" border="0" /> <div><div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536815718116131250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh68DSNYl0Uw2r0Dc19HSkzmidCPK-xpLBDvqFhXCFr16x8_5eg4ti5VKlAhp4HX1mU_Fj6Oom4jAnD_2Ijxk6wSzDgsxA7Jg9L-SIRJy8ylotuAP96wBjMqdPUA70eEz-XakNFOrs2JM4/s400/DSC_0284.JPG" border="0" />Julia's favorite station was the singing pumpkins. She sat here and stared at them for as long as we would let her. They lit up and sang songs. She was very impressed.<br /><div><div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536815728711698018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjof9ysS4hqXWrsEGkWZq5RuNdOKBGU7EehEbCMyl6fQ17LKMPi35W56xdAP50Db-8gwhFmSVwNft4kLRB85U9mxdcXSutuoZtyvQnZPsf94k7gnkpwIa2jozBf3ved0y7WAGAybzcRhIU/s400/DSC_0304.JPG" border="0" />Riding rides!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536823211688949634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRIZ0LSTcKeTMmd3HMrfCPoxigHJV-PecceWoGdr4RDwdfq4Rz8xX9tdwM9qja0_OnUzuHHVFafA4ULH7TyqUmnOyr9eV_2pj91n8KEoxErrHaYt6C-mbWN_u8v9REz91AyzNGq5jbyCA/s400/DSC_0369.JPG" border="0" />It surprises me that Julia is not really scared of dressed up animals. She went right up to this guy and gave him a high five and a big hug!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536823208118128754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaeJuT5vMhPoQNWvH68Sdla1IbMNsRWJqN7kLoZQ9wQuIBFFl5FPe3q3OGaBLld3duiXsbbULiXgE4i2gr-PufhadnoMFJeGlzOoDYgeHsETBRebfVWozDiwOQyMod7cLmC9HqwpJM_UU/s400/DSC_0363.JPG" border="0" />We left with 10 pounds of candy and lots of good memories! Happy Halloween!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-14291615857283187862010-10-29T20:39:00.000-07:002010-11-06T13:38:20.713-07:00It's Jack O Lantern Time!<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533917469771973554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCqOzfBguJRovF4Hh0ytYVysYbdoQFtfZOu90puiq2S11nF4UtPVLZTw6rhC4cgx9rrMKshtNgf5QLWjnSw0HffzmDeNo_Sa2-UWimYequrPDPkq71fP5jAFAj4uFp_tGd4HWXJ66A7QM/s400/DSC_0161.JPG" border="0" />Here is Julia in her scary mask that she made in her Pre-Picasso art class. She loves going to her classs and Miss Laura is so good at coming up with creative things for them to do!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533917491728275474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4DIiSD4EoAjueFwni7WMQ9OyU_51FUP6cm2FFKitbYtcb5rERVP7AzvjXtKFrCMEweWlBkWnKMLQSseUuWDCR3dSjDjeZeB7xMxZMBTWhMRFnaUnlkj9Q8h1EhvuV0PxV0fpuDg6laCs/s400/DSC_0181.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Julia and I (pardon the pajama pants!) carving our pumpkin. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536511441803991490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFbG6qvhPzn_RwGAYfd4VdXISwX-hUsoOvWBjPHq0d5s0RhIbXjaUWWgpX5eNGAM_DWfQSnVH5jODoKz_Ja_exSNS69wcQ_88Ly1sVCVlboXQvYIla4N9i_owc_sUc5yGNysK1e7o5hJQ/s400/DSC_0189.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">eeeeeeewwwwwwwww! Pumpkin hands!</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuQYhJvip2J4QQDAmUdYz-6NrJNIjqWopTjWXZjlevyJ8Itgjc6e9GvTD9CBX4H1adPtfTkHxkz91BuRXCb2ZscLYmXmejw-BvstCCxPcfUkiNe-M1z8HmXNNLGL9HDBF-mk_WZUJRxK0/s1600/DSC_0200.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533917505311723330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuQYhJvip2J4QQDAmUdYz-6NrJNIjqWopTjWXZjlevyJ8Itgjc6e9GvTD9CBX4H1adPtfTkHxkz91BuRXCb2ZscLYmXmejw-BvstCCxPcfUkiNe-M1z8HmXNNLGL9HDBF-mk_WZUJRxK0/s400/DSC_0200.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>The finished product....our winking pumpkin! Julia was very proud of him and we ate dinner by jack o lantern candlelight several nights!<br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536511445565006482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiONHF8fJ9j8VX94Q7WutwgKqjHJCveFfjCQDUsCP7ut48Bmuq1ScUcknSri7Fy-MHLa3XNLmP1LzEFA88AChTKVEgFD2y2XoSo6v8kWep8eegGBkSjYu4xSxl20vjKCCw9x3zwMcu7mZY/s400/DSC_0202.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Another family tradition is to roast the pumpkin seeds. We found the best recipe yet this year and they were delicious. A little butter, garlic salt and worshestire.....</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8jsKQ4mMMYCkoZAm0wKMf3LiOwonMWQayUBRStgmy9Ga8jtgzgvkqNjFPvF2p91d4Ihw5QjABiQdb7q48NfBCwIVDZDh-PDjT6bRP85s1oqUQ6LWF7UfgitGOXQkoHLtUKQzVfq27iKM/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533917478947132514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8jsKQ4mMMYCkoZAm0wKMf3LiOwonMWQayUBRStgmy9Ga8jtgzgvkqNjFPvF2p91d4Ihw5QjABiQdb7q48NfBCwIVDZDh-PDjT6bRP85s1oqUQ6LWF7UfgitGOXQkoHLtUKQzVfq27iKM/s400/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Halloween art projects hanging from her chandelier. I know.....so tacky! </p><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533702474677123282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2lYBq0YNvogT0HRbJ_qKtDJg3tHoGCMndFXuKwdo4jBnKava8LH7nM9ikX-pIDfC5gUVhtsbkuBY6R0tv2433ude45Ql5iqmN0x7XeS3rFVdQx_k5PxkmhKsd3tzHq0CIUz9f9jde9SA/s400/DSC_0155.JPG" border="0" />The farmer's market still had a few tomatoes last week. Julia eats tomatoes like an apple. I am so proud of her and don't want her to know that most people would never do that!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6gTi5AabxKMjTzsz2ZA5L5NfB8gbyO3qYJ27mTYslLlugGKd3QRZfoOlE3nl9mDBrsoW_GHSBPseNrlZUT7sAMV-8o8brZ34PT63s-2idpJDlNKQ-FzTnIOwGbn5dfArrv7i2aC4lMDI/s1600/DSC_0157.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533917465029948050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6gTi5AabxKMjTzsz2ZA5L5NfB8gbyO3qYJ27mTYslLlugGKd3QRZfoOlE3nl9mDBrsoW_GHSBPseNrlZUT7sAMV-8o8brZ34PT63s-2idpJDlNKQ-FzTnIOwGbn5dfArrv7i2aC4lMDI/s400/DSC_0157.JPG" border="0" /></a> Running and playing while having her tomato snack<br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLcG8L5UrsGxZu_UcQS8LB7Jjf_8PCWTyBIkWoeY5HSma0DMcFeft3jPzny1TVj1lsv_ofw6XLGWgCG5jqD_PN2f74JfLWeuqVeESCUXjLmiAIYorad8a7gYq4UXM42_IKaaywA7qvmSk/s1600/DSC_0149.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533702468877357746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLcG8L5UrsGxZu_UcQS8LB7Jjf_8PCWTyBIkWoeY5HSma0DMcFeft3jPzny1TVj1lsv_ofw6XLGWgCG5jqD_PN2f74JfLWeuqVeESCUXjLmiAIYorad8a7gYq4UXM42_IKaaywA7qvmSk/s400/DSC_0149.JPG" border="0" /></a> Litle Sol got to the spend the night with us last week. We loved having him and he and Julia were so sweet and had fun playing. I am posting this bathtub shot because it might be the last one. John gave me a hard time and said that they were really getting to be too old for this. </div><div>I disagreed. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4cJCod5h54po2nP8DY94bm6Q5WcGjYYf3rGlE5eL9e2ZdLRapZqHLlC_-TRzJp5WfhRdPWPAjCupasqGIOU8PAX-KxY-Q86AxbpdmmSjwccAvC_hiMsSlyTcrn8dr5OzH-bq43LHNTZM/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533702463116818466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4cJCod5h54po2nP8DY94bm6Q5WcGjYYf3rGlE5eL9e2ZdLRapZqHLlC_-TRzJp5WfhRdPWPAjCupasqGIOU8PAX-KxY-Q86AxbpdmmSjwccAvC_hiMsSlyTcrn8dr5OzH-bq43LHNTZM/s400/DSC_0147.JPG" border="0" /></a> I took Julia and Sol to the library for fall family night where they could dress up and paint pumpkins. Here's sweet Maggie and Julia being little artists.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjnXkN9ANQKWxB6cOgNIREzJ2Y4vdZnYdzlzrOfGPB678rUFPLULQT8Bb3mauK0KzBwtBR5z7NUeJClpZsSFaj-zSiS7ZmgKIoDOGzMM3XCGM3hiEoA14Tjf4ufdWtpGVjFAnteagKgTY/s1600/DSC_0144.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533702459023356754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjnXkN9ANQKWxB6cOgNIREzJ2Y4vdZnYdzlzrOfGPB678rUFPLULQT8Bb3mauK0KzBwtBR5z7NUeJClpZsSFaj-zSiS7ZmgKIoDOGzMM3XCGM3hiEoA14Tjf4ufdWtpGVjFAnteagKgTY/s400/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is my Spiderman artist!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn3LJ8dDTqS6XzZdqluVmTq2oZEr9Hn6RkDm4-UudU3i7HXs9lP-rrrEniPKEzZCz_bXbZUUFr6NPyxOXzVdTLIFmvkurrszwKbAJ1ny-ZVulyeU0uznEXQI93oUMzHObK4iLRmOQYaIA/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533702454295901506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn3LJ8dDTqS6XzZdqluVmTq2oZEr9Hn6RkDm4-UudU3i7HXs9lP-rrrEniPKEzZCz_bXbZUUFr6NPyxOXzVdTLIFmvkurrszwKbAJ1ny-ZVulyeU0uznEXQI93oUMzHObK4iLRmOQYaIA/s400/DSC_0136.JPG" border="0" /></a> There were two Spidermen at the library and I could not tear Sol away from his long lost twin!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9yn0mnq83qjFxPrYlwpMdSGN1XopxSVxqohUFaUJI-n5ub0SaUnYAmYmjVIV_FGbdz1-5uVml2ec6xeFsJ22_PsbeyOcIHd1-HWHLKouEhXrffGB0NLj2kPpIRyP1pJiUh8itgCLXfYo/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533684685538649714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9yn0mnq83qjFxPrYlwpMdSGN1XopxSVxqohUFaUJI-n5ub0SaUnYAmYmjVIV_FGbdz1-5uVml2ec6xeFsJ22_PsbeyOcIHd1-HWHLKouEhXrffGB0NLj2kPpIRyP1pJiUh8itgCLXfYo/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here's Julia with the frog, Miss Callie, who works at the library. She had to show Julia her face under the mask before Julia would let her pick her up. She still wasn't so sure about it!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicGJS-sKv9YJ2y4bWzTa63jPmV8ZHMJ4gch2RyxW-ZG6L-r7tGFmK755kzXlIexhyrOFfztE28qkWCHWLiZ7JmLBTx9hJC1jRJddgO_LRSMF58TY81KmQMn69VpZXx198Z_xMG203Dnhc/s1600/DSC_0131.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533684681762564674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicGJS-sKv9YJ2y4bWzTa63jPmV8ZHMJ4gch2RyxW-ZG6L-r7tGFmK755kzXlIexhyrOFfztE28qkWCHWLiZ7JmLBTx9hJC1jRJddgO_LRSMF58TY81KmQMn69VpZXx198Z_xMG203Dnhc/s400/DSC_0131.JPG" border="0" /></a> We have this concrete Indian outside and Julia spent a lot of time last week "decorating her ice sculpture." I have no idea why she called it that???<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOpXVVGzsmc7LvYeuI320uh8frVgyAxfZizQK9dp8iH22bfGtbuEFERvkJmrXN9nicnrS79m0MP_Fi0Sq8Wuxdk3HM60P-ooHPj-lfwkFCg0734yuLn7qQuYk6MmyLxVXlCLraFYu61Gc/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533684673683096994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOpXVVGzsmc7LvYeuI320uh8frVgyAxfZizQK9dp8iH22bfGtbuEFERvkJmrXN9nicnrS79m0MP_Fi0Sq8Wuxdk3HM60P-ooHPj-lfwkFCg0734yuLn7qQuYk6MmyLxVXlCLraFYu61Gc/s400/DSC_0121.JPG" border="0" /></a> Enjoying her first ever taco<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgtDpw0OoTNbL9TORgpG0tcdiCn2wzfOaZIQFIBRJRu2IRrAGtCJGo1i5_vs2kGUqp3nlv38SlGNK1JF3Dy4JgCojdmYRamN9VZcyWcp9zml80yHafB7XIQJ3U_-1BLQrNMpHkmOD6sXE/s1600/DSC_0116.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533684670843779362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgtDpw0OoTNbL9TORgpG0tcdiCn2wzfOaZIQFIBRJRu2IRrAGtCJGo1i5_vs2kGUqp3nlv38SlGNK1JF3Dy4JgCojdmYRamN9VZcyWcp9zml80yHafB7XIQJ3U_-1BLQrNMpHkmOD6sXE/s400/DSC_0116.JPG" border="0" /></a>Hanging out at the Eldridge Court park. She wanted to play hide and seek with me while we were there. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVpgtYXQ6JsTcSbSkxbm5lC7tCmAeYvjwDEIa-lHdRZFhUu6Nig8vtlvA5f31bAKa4b6WQl9u6uGjYjPDH9VlHKow1a9D9GnXoFAth90oXBSYW-Z6VAWJC3kP-CL8RkCaMdVQfZByPv8o/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533684664775991410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVpgtYXQ6JsTcSbSkxbm5lC7tCmAeYvjwDEIa-lHdRZFhUu6Nig8vtlvA5f31bAKa4b6WQl9u6uGjYjPDH9VlHKow1a9D9GnXoFAth90oXBSYW-Z6VAWJC3kP-CL8RkCaMdVQfZByPv8o/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" border="0" /></a> She is such a little sweetheart and is growing up WAY too fast!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536511453434172210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjme2cNCghwENQ6a4ZjHQRuNv1mjC4J-mU1ejC3A3wDWa_ZRxZdIw0nMRC_Ku45L3cNdeNPitSZOMWKG8mMTreLzf6Ofj20A0xhlq32wm9bzpqMiWk_i9R15wz_ixi86h3tZrVBtljEA0g/s400/DSC_0213.JPG" border="0" />Lovin eating the sugar cookie batter off of the mixer!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-74754189222128182562010-10-17T16:15:00.000-07:002010-10-17T20:21:03.256-07:00An All Pink Weekend!<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529208932221182546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYJTYBkS_TNYMGQhviQq35IWr6gGh9zJij7G_sszKwbuETchDg8RL9-IQ-7n0_Rd5kx9ypmSquulaWfwWWK-A739DOdBCL9iRrDKKMQ8xho2v3fK9S4ZxGpaNkAO1foyynbpqviFvxeao/s400/DSC_0094.JPG" border="0" /> Julia and I had a great girls weekend that started out in Little Rock where we met up with my co-worker and friend, Amanda and her 7 year old daughter Emily. We met up at the Museum of Discovery and Julia loved it.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529162805831495602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHIAeI3eoMgWalsxP39SbO9ZDRPFfIuF4eX8u6BB_qcvOmi49OpJ3TgqLN7_-3Vye-Pi9KCziHh3yzydAJAb0IAo0oITSZNlSJlc_dlbjIcDnLphpgLr2odIL5Q1Ms9k2DQUuwyntDHrg/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" />Julia and Emily at the entrance of the bug exhibit. As always, Julia keeps a safe distance from anything that even resembles something that could move. Her question to me the entire exhibit was, "It's not real, is it mommy?"<br /><div><div><div><div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLou_jB_h7zMrZ1_xFBQMBOcgvGPBtSgK2NjpniYkZJovvwQlhI2s-IKqxDAS0hOo0bcvxhCjVMK0F_hkrMojT99mtQ08wLmbr4CdeTrFeFFOflH_rWN8STs725JMcBx4-BuN4dtGF1A/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529162821882725266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLou_jB_h7zMrZ1_xFBQMBOcgvGPBtSgK2NjpniYkZJovvwQlhI2s-IKqxDAS0hOo0bcvxhCjVMK0F_hkrMojT99mtQ08wLmbr4CdeTrFeFFOflH_rWN8STs725JMcBx4-BuN4dtGF1A/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" /></a> Again, a VERY safe distance!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib9HEE-B6uufy6SvVMj6FNKcbJeYbVpTFTm_-2o2Cmgp9obMTF0db_YFV7TbW7kHl-4LEsWVD3CZt7qz8G1LmYZm61cGAR3c8jg1Rzj5Uhyp0JZIslzxmdArnuPmRFOSln-bh6meYq3jo/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529162814330088306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib9HEE-B6uufy6SvVMj6FNKcbJeYbVpTFTm_-2o2Cmgp9obMTF0db_YFV7TbW7kHl-4LEsWVD3CZt7qz8G1LmYZm61cGAR3c8jg1Rzj5Uhyp0JZIslzxmdArnuPmRFOSln-bh6meYq3jo/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" /></a> This was her favorite thing at the museum. These tooth tools made real sounds and she spent a lot of time polishing and drilling these teeth.<br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQvdJz-ipa_74ht4v0GwicctrF4kw8bxd29On5hwaXRh5n9e0YFb3as0sWk6kHxaeCKelFzMVOy0qSw3sjMUKqss0n4tjcj5i7dQvjb1RSCMWV8D4Jwu71xnQSKgD9J_KQW0R6fgQEuaw/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529162795051529794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQvdJz-ipa_74ht4v0GwicctrF4kw8bxd29On5hwaXRh5n9e0YFb3as0sWk6kHxaeCKelFzMVOy0qSw3sjMUKqss0n4tjcj5i7dQvjb1RSCMWV8D4Jwu71xnQSKgD9J_KQW0R6fgQEuaw/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" border="0" /></a> Another favorite was the wall of magnets. I think she could have stayed here all day.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitQOvjjIuTMI6rdFXqPnqsQJpSkVs_bH4_xuZ2MjLkQCxj_NQ9HdkwvMiBGRKA9FMcUkTw4jf4prX29yftiNa7pdd07-XGdN0BWKq84tL-AyoGV8p2Go5q5Qik3_ox6TgaYqWQY87LIYU/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529162784235971154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitQOvjjIuTMI6rdFXqPnqsQJpSkVs_bH4_xuZ2MjLkQCxj_NQ9HdkwvMiBGRKA9FMcUkTw4jf4prX29yftiNa7pdd07-XGdN0BWKq84tL-AyoGV8p2Go5q5Qik3_ox6TgaYqWQY87LIYU/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529170028068468466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEOMnSxCpgXLt6VlwCJ2U0ZgKgybsxx00Oz5sGrGjSDPei9lyyyIoQAS2ZcHs18DxcltC7pCmSlz7k_whvvm2DYGzTTr0RbclSZowGjz7nBrg9EeGcg0qJutNqsZ1-DntWrg3egdDNaJ4/s400/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" />Then, we went to the nature center in downtown Little Rock. Julia liked the fish and the gift shop best.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529170031219667570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlqbyep82WeThAAhL5IvaxXaPDuBnlGwbNug-xd7uEo9Jitk_w0r8Sp9ADGf88kGsDAe5EqUUsA6MZu3URv4bd3ddXHAk2kIMdw18H3WTXAIbPXzF4N_n-sXFw0MLtbH0u58u5o4bd-AI/s400/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" />Then, we headed down to the Peabody hotel for the traditional 5pm duck walk. The girl in the pink t-shirt is a 14 year old breast cancer survivor! </div><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529170042889506722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4q7eiBPnXxe34dKagdf8ajGHklnPqRY_FnAYtwu2TJ9NoW3ULnH2ZjnN6NkF4cttLzN6R4YCyFokL2IJdiMILenGEKpayVcGhiuoPK7YWqHa4KWL1kBfViORsHXurDY8_2k7gMZlhXWc/s400/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" />Then, we checked into the <strong><em>fabulous</em></strong> Capitol hotel! I can't stop raving about it and I won't stay anywhere else in Little Rock (unless I have to!) ever again. This is a picture of our evening <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">turndown</span> service of bottled water and the best pecan toffee that I have ever had!<br /></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529170050776280818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_tSg4XF49z8v05NH7HM2X9PfkSzoqtDUO2SoIiOiG648CQgORdeQn1fFWhkT-lLwehUShnm_V5iF5zKkPKUjYSxCfE1ncUInwOBcSCtlpah87IODgsiY1g0S-TTU4Xputn_T3GkgAGC4/s400/DSC_0086.JPG" border="0" />Our view from the hotel window</div><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529170055760924946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxg1DwlKbTVCLaFEY5qQDuu21ARa_2XRpFiUI4dV7HcBzJs1wLpYmz7PxY4lQuL_pqwKnl74trdw1aqel5sITqvDi0qevmmOU2mVcENV5b4vvLdvPfr57S9ZxW-HlIo7MmL9pFHLqdOus/s400/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" />Heading out for the Susan G <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Komen</span> Race for the Cure. I heard that there were over 40,00o women there this year making it the 3rd largest <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Komen</span> race in the nation!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529208924357447954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvnueZRLGPxjXntVAzkvctv1XwsYqzyeG-i4pTy8h_4WG5x7F7obWAnn2N45twWrruPiKrwEamoi1xNwep61LLJ9qKG8WSIkcou65JoM4p7jzeDLbKfuuT9bzRpVQ-QJmoNdVhnr2UvzE/s400/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" />At the race. Julia was a little cranky at the end of our walk. She kept saying she wanted to go back to our hotel room. I really couldn't blame her.....</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529208937653762706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCGcaEcF4JW5GK7ZAiMDvyIiC-bUcsu8vYNg_IBTDbkZPE50MFvdiq9EFkU89Gq2njK06ixJA8E2xEMXgLRntrctv5_pLlvv_dEBhp31dbDunbZJrKNfvNy_4gKqfA2dfwrhsKsOr_-m0/s400/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" />Emily and Julia dressed in pink ready for the race!</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529208926199741554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw_GBnnu2yDqkKumlwJH4pi1v7Lj4roF-4XG9DIw9GxwQwL84UcWH-MBBVzwQ5ACiKY9poug4T7AELjgczc2LI3qAIwGs81PfI1W9JFq9FN4vd8pV14eKToABrhd3l1RgYtXME_S9BOaU/s400/DSC_0092.JPG" border="0" />Firefighters in pink dancing to some very loud Snoop Dog!</div><div> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529218877548763218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN77_73z53g7C1ey7qAs3Bz08jgYwqxKEFJS1bwkN3AWz37K2jTINciO3gXSe8O2PI-uF4hxG-sUes-z2wKo8kvEj2MSVMnS37wQ_Tc-MQ5sfAG4Xs_aQFyx285G0HDTDHlEs5N6_HySs/s400/DSC_0100.JPG" border="0" />And I am saving the best for last! Our pink weekend ended with Julia and I driving to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Arkadelphia</span> to meet our very beautiful and perfect new cousin, Mary Erwin! She is my cousin Leslie and her husband Richard's sweet baby girl and my Aunt Jane's first grandchild! </div><div>We wanted to take her home.</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529208941968658546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCNWlJSfOOvK9dCRvzegxDwGLMGbwSJ4jrY9jZR5iwsdpqv9Zw1DPOrmtTgd_Bt2FuU5e5dk9VAac_VCxrFWyJeeubnf3bzegA-Ml7yG3qjx7ueYzP6l2gEYY0vI3JIz_gTUQolTkWtxs/s400/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" /> A better view of Mary Erwin's face. I love her already!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-22389135082678761922010-10-17T15:20:00.000-07:002010-10-17T16:14:04.561-07:00Parker Pioneer Village<div align="center">Parker Pioneer Village is becoming a Fall tradition for our family.....all because they have the BEST kettle corn that I have ever eaten. I wish I could freeze it! And because, it's a lot of fun to step back in time and see how people lived in the "olden" days.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529150447248965394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-5bwwBgYbMB2VPNby8YfYPQ5ClizjC0FSWcCoWWrvwoZL6PeyjfhRunKNgKbgE7cFzq3K777hYwpigt2x2foYEFulCieYo3S7zQjp_kzUqJRlshx0dTIRWS5VOBBok_AE8YMXTZPa6mM/s400/DSC_0639.JPG" border="0" />Julia's head is turned the other way because she wanted no part of this donkey licking the feed out of her hand. I am afraid that she takes after her mommy and is a little squeamish.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfuMi6BAbJmrJgzlEJD9my6jq8lKw8mTg8IHcTwEHhEmOtPB1zo3GmCR2Xf4pif-fWeyNZ4wHNzbDrVxuESTeGfJaCXddObCUAXdmgy4b4_vv-hQ9ddDhLuIokDd38wC_kiXFuy-qHlNg/s1600/DSC_0646.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529150467261584082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfuMi6BAbJmrJgzlEJD9my6jq8lKw8mTg8IHcTwEHhEmOtPB1zo3GmCR2Xf4pif-fWeyNZ4wHNzbDrVxuESTeGfJaCXddObCUAXdmgy4b4_vv-hQ9ddDhLuIokDd38wC_kiXFuy-qHlNg/s400/DSC_0646.JPG" border="0" /></a>Learning about bees making honey<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7G4Y2cv1qzjqP0Ow5bKrrpAUd0Kk371tK_LTDBoNIEtVhTd9Qibkc-uZC_x3Bmn7iuWww16mVG-Pjo2XuAtP5MFC8Hqxf35Vh86JW9gTvKXknl_C8klxmOCxfm9QPF02tU9ckRbCdesk/s1600/DSC_0640.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529150456635390914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7G4Y2cv1qzjqP0Ow5bKrrpAUd0Kk371tK_LTDBoNIEtVhTd9Qibkc-uZC_x3Bmn7iuWww16mVG-Pjo2XuAtP5MFC8Hqxf35Vh86JW9gTvKXknl_C8klxmOCxfm9QPF02tU9ckRbCdesk/s400/DSC_0640.JPG" border="0" /></a> Singing along to <em>This Little Light of Mine</em> in the chapel</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529150466172998450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2uk96RbzDGbYwh5gTdLI9B9nOfgfG3yPGPPIGZ212KDtNY06lNV2CC5hmcxpCqiQ31KnisozA886qRECNv9DcvbQtPCUoVErrYSjiIKqKNGQgMyyfYXxxIlhkvmCRNZhfl3tY0upM1Y8/s400/DSC_0643.JPG" border="0" />This couple led the music in the chapel. Don't know why, but it brought a tear to my eye to hear them sing. Their voices sounded so beautiful together!<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiri7ZeZorfF65R86yfYoMSmQZYhk1gUU-L0Y0huojiFrWkZYUoqDqEjM-YY_b1nMAw976rlvl4kWCKVVa4BKI0KZXr1ul0wc-msxRpQWVPT3ajkwhw7CE4wR0Z1NFQv419qZO3HOjC3O8/s1600/DSC_0636.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529150441100932290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiri7ZeZorfF65R86yfYoMSmQZYhk1gUU-L0Y0huojiFrWkZYUoqDqEjM-YY_b1nMAw976rlvl4kWCKVVa4BKI0KZXr1ul0wc-msxRpQWVPT3ajkwhw7CE4wR0Z1NFQv419qZO3HOjC3O8/s400/DSC_0636.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ringing the bell to let everyone know we had arrived!</div></div></div><br /></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-27481435305567230912010-10-17T12:35:00.000-07:002010-10-17T15:19:56.477-07:00Community Helpers<div><br /><div align="center">Julia learned about community helpers this week at wee school. The firemen came Tuesday and the policemen came Thursday. She was very impressed by it all, especially the sirens and lights. </div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529105666491467122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAJtMnMzrMxblWhVfF3E2bLqH1LL5cJdIZSdhBFCqKZ-uxnfIPN547s93OgH-9NHOARURbM-VBNZqpKHOysoigWWtll8QbrQ2RRKb-oI5nl6e7aAW9a6yJvbNoceDsE9Z73Zpyn9hRhV4/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs0fawkKlX3JfHbnyMO6spWbvAAWCKkk_R286Q7kMhU9vjeWWL-BoaqEJZAsg4ry1AniHq7Hh0Ja-xL-JIfPNfGuhI9BeVSUCbU9SPHeeg3p181G52w_VwocAGwz1EyfUcJlWOVV5b1GQ/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529105650399596354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs0fawkKlX3JfHbnyMO6spWbvAAWCKkk_R286Q7kMhU9vjeWWL-BoaqEJZAsg4ry1AniHq7Hh0Ja-xL-JIfPNfGuhI9BeVSUCbU9SPHeeg3p181G52w_VwocAGwz1EyfUcJlWOVV5b1GQ/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" /></a>This week was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">CrossRidge's</span> annual breast cancer awareness luncheon. It is a ton of work, but it turned out great this year!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529124651606851378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2bnkW-zdprkxZMQd_H3KnQLHQCRBKLPTtj0x5cM9DgXsnn99TenmL_EpIgtseWgpYGBb_kMp85g42-LNEKDF8hSNiUObZoatZ3M4DeKHzsTnlI8g3jsynVmOZFUtTB_DE3XHxRMJSR6k/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" /> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxqxoc0DVzNpcxUOzskcOq2F5OgNOsVcrncr_OuZNr3T95rxotP6JO7vOz0t-kJaEke0SrrCY9TaVn6-yKdozKN4V2xb2gYD1XbbIEOZhGSAYsV4rvJ3GPbqecEa47G11cF6xyORWpsgY/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"></a> We had a fashion show where local businesses could show off <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">their</span> latest fashions for women. Becca and baby Rose stole the show!</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529105684555592354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn3z7uQNPJW_LPbIqprFzUurVp5gdt9t9Qy86jr3_g2bmROnS1ueCnqC6Yv1DTMVRMXns-I8q8XyXPgGyyV0gpmmKgegyNtEQCyYbdKeHIva8nQqIhaYPIp2yWSa-LdqISNWXSiutALA4/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" />A carnival showed up in town this week and John could not WAIT to take Julia. She cackled and screamed while running from ride to ride. Before Julia, I was pretty sure that I would not be one of those moms who took their daughter to the nasty carnivals. Turns out, it was a lovely family outing for us all ;)</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529124665397032482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinrjkCZuK1ljEVyNciY4uZE56zRdvUmfzQtS9BmoVBo0nIg_BQuoLhSbQYwx7Qyn1BlhFZricKAonUEoGRfK1Pifb_zoksQwCGN8fGKR9dGhX_ZddXnf-2jkCRWSM4DytTsg5y36MsMXc/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529105704684235122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJKxZ2FVyrLDZi-5lFx37TiDqWKcvm5AtysBJaBwxWf5xMekRGWISYNOJhQuUN_HKfj5yEmF9H7kvXT0-Qz5dZs-he4OT40TDufhTbJaFkZgvcxkXkSVNbeWTRDpnwdYoGplNyifkzr7I/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" />This nice carnival man (who reeked of stale beer) helped her get into this ride. Julia very politely thanked him. When we came home she asked me if the man who helped her at the carnival was a <strong>community helper??!!</strong> </div></div></div></div></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-83832430680716626202010-10-14T18:39:00.000-07:002010-10-14T21:50:51.173-07:00Fun With Friends<div><div><div align="center">Julia and I spent the weekend in Northwest Arkansas with Mattie and Daniel. I love seeing Julia start to really play and interact with others.<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528085700512678722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPUm5NYO76Lo9G23IU66bAh9FjhBno6ik8zRLsrMBL93yZFHNwW0S_wMuSuFMX4ckXqsBtcZoLHROuluUCDZNiLre3_jH8IvvnVNMELdLJeWbXp0QLymZAcGlz3RtQ3aKQM9OdlSrm5pk/s400/DSC_0556.JPG" border="0" />Here we are at the pumpkin patch. Julia was terrified of this scarecrow behind them because the wind blew his arm just as we were walking up to it and it moved! She kept a safe distance and gave us a good laugh!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528114762020231154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg8wmSjVZnTEWqS7XWSOrhYCIT48uVJ689bJ-CmQKPq2KLOE_Gw6GOcIALWqTfOmpd-xZi9tz0bKZVwgSHifrEoLXCzpvrsLciMqfsLwNJKYlHRnv7mnUtDrIlGQjb2jDCey_TDs-fqUM/s400/DSC_0572.JPG" border="0" />Chatting it up with the goats</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528102385525462802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxFMStdZ3zKEMEbNHuXSXpr1I_b1S4V_3xn0piXI2rLEVOhsYf2w7L9gDyOU5Sr2uBEtwxzU2ACaXFKDRZHowza2OCAyE3oMB6sjfgo5fe75UtbOBx-g60511u_UGFs0RbVctGCjSa3yg/s400/DSC_0585.JPG" border="0" />Sliding down the pile of mulch<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528102388792834898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAXu2T9KVen39YNo5SqGDAi5-5Km7dUzM2AZcBON8e8GJFIxcYEhllPRbFf_Tk8SRMk1Vgo7i6Tp3yixcWzHsyuUqPWWCnh1tJ7xYDvqd0QBkANnAWuFECULrzt5pdUUS9NFnd4yr31Bo/s400/DSC_0590.JPG" border="0" />Julia and her good friend Mattie hanging out on the hayride.</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528102372460337666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAonWDyhRzW0hLfiKs-loS8ySmaUEewd89mM2MwJvynAxskaDrM56x4cp5L7Q2gFZtWipf_iPxa6jqGzmPZuhSX5BxWRMw-NNKq4DbNLQaWi_TUoWsqQO4EgLXbFOwIIBBlrfOnZSxwBw/s400/DSC_0579.JPG" border="0" />Jumping in the hay!</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528085705369409762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLsrLu9eEyRMwzxTSH-BwBzLgi18iehMgqxizI0Kml-iPMcsX4zRLuIDO8F4k_excZ4w5WAlNrJZ4PsyghqybN-7JjLPTpv_bqdxMDg5LqY-nLS_hGtjyykcA6tkehLnYnFyriJjH4foA/s400/DSC_0562.JPG" border="0" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiasCPXwf1Q84qREpm3GTlJ1bmJ3w-GgwgOYPeoO6poBlM6E0ALLY-5VjdQaXWGWYivrtsEP_CKISgbHKwqLQJjLV4LCmTBRfssp-tefVK3sejlOEYUDONrsqJi7kH5XxNl0Ap5SPaoMHg/s1600/DSC_0623.JPG"></a> <div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528085707160299314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfpIHRb0nb5hHfzSv0EvnzP06N8kilZnyi3H7Si1UM20TDMxaOw_okHrNYZMN-6H0DLBC5bS9wGVJ9JK3QBHQvvO7T2gtYPsYv6l-3eK1xuEXxLNyrZDe7qg8CCTRxjA5kLwln5FjDhPo/s400/DSC_0571.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528102366708372450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFVRzu6oeSVm7N8y4VKB_Tt1oUkIyH7XdOJlzeBJSKymfpLwKAzUd2mBmWFKNM9xExbIYpORa5IAlq1ZAcOnJaB5llFlfPGiZ9-l6Z2-pc0Oi7n6-k7ajUIQZdLNYiRUQtlsVmC9C3FMk/s400/DSC_0575.JPG" border="0" />This cow train was really cute and I bought Julia a ticket to ride thinking that she would love it! I had to trade our ticket in towards our pumpkin instead because she chickened out at the very last minute! She was seated happily and just as the driver was about to take off, Julia looked at me with a terrified look and screamed, "Mommy, get me out of here!"</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528102364733895282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOORwEY6m_ZJZF7mvcHeUp65-PSsrzhkLfM9h9j7v8LNhx7PEw1GkLuozasp9PEImopptUBGjmDPGlta1WKpKhaGdEHzUfJi9-GGtz3KlBKOJGfDpvhk5EPy4VcUt733HbisZaLjR_qI4/s400/DSC_0573.JPG" border="0" />Julia and Daniel are literally days apart and Julia is a good 4 or 5 inches taller!<br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528114768957872690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWWR8J9fgpHN-NV7Ib09nT-_rRy5SWIxWVFkMpfT71YdehKVc7bWtyS9onaJssVXQItHz-1ebY67EfQserxiC973tHz-ORbsL4eB6rJqFBJoGuCynSH7-pEE5mhTw4POSTZmCnt533Oi8/s400/DSC_0592.JPG" border="0" />With her pumpkin....</div><div align="center"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528085689031683314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0YM-r6tmFBl3TexHkj6z2JRmv1csmw6EErN6S-M2QlhIMinl-iqZkytT8JLv7MTImD-1W4mKqqH3beCAm5v5xiMcRzg1Jx4gtY1PGKk5QFXxSDnDrZ7SK4tjoWRtRE6hC3LMpCkbO1A8/s400/DSC_0549.JPG" border="0" />These artists were hard at work with scissors, paper, colors, markers, and colored pencils. They were busy cutting out thier versions paper dolls. Julia is happiest with colors and paper. She loves to create things. The only thing she colors is rainbows, unless it is a picture in a coloring book. I think she just likes to see what all the colors in the box look like on paper.<br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528114781323603682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi29k-u6qIa-IaP46OBOVNuhBZDn-EVneME7lHc6FNOb6KoV88LC87WMbLtrR-vzzBRZry7g2Xi00gPrAlGMmt-NbzjTwLCN95p14i8LN4rDn0yseS9FA8nzV47a0n1BglJTPPDQZ1c9-E/s400/DSC_0604.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div align="center">Here we are at the PTA fall festival at the Wynne Intermediate school getting her nails painted for the very first time! She chose blue.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7giNnuyuxrKsITSVR-sN-JCwK-b_hg7AL5JV0kPfO-dBsAZe_dXXr-dEw4pgQc5-R270CJ1MrMcBLZkJylvI9IKePX9VYA9XW6Vh5WnAD1nlaNWJACRDU8ckb58AMjEfe4T6nT0QOSZ4/s1600/DSC_0605.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528119350907404626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7giNnuyuxrKsITSVR-sN-JCwK-b_hg7AL5JV0kPfO-dBsAZe_dXXr-dEw4pgQc5-R270CJ1MrMcBLZkJylvI9IKePX9VYA9XW6Vh5WnAD1nlaNWJACRDU8ckb58AMjEfe4T6nT0QOSZ4/s400/DSC_0605.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2_H_31mVXq_U9II5hqsM5Siu1HW6ewBwJYtg452qA5JXNxYITFrwdLQhu4ryECB188JEJ_1R6Bima-g_CLQAkyytGFZjIdfhiftmkHuTBwPSGhqf0bsgcKChJmQ_niPL45wC_mnL90YY/s1600/DSC_0603.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528114774738479394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2_H_31mVXq_U9II5hqsM5Siu1HW6ewBwJYtg452qA5JXNxYITFrwdLQhu4ryECB188JEJ_1R6Bima-g_CLQAkyytGFZjIdfhiftmkHuTBwPSGhqf0bsgcKChJmQ_niPL45wC_mnL90YY/s400/DSC_0603.JPG" border="0" /></a>Jumpies are the best inventions ever!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaBzCSCBufzqMNGsq2gErTlB4wf-BDTi8-EtdMMr2rQ1lVCFjN-s4pcWPAUacuCMA5RDuj9qoOJjaCKW3f_wbq1er-F1HqDsU07ZjXKTIE9NlM907f1LccZ8iF_1HRt_AfbsrKIjdgQaw/s1600/DSC_0596.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528114770576689874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaBzCSCBufzqMNGsq2gErTlB4wf-BDTi8-EtdMMr2rQ1lVCFjN-s4pcWPAUacuCMA5RDuj9qoOJjaCKW3f_wbq1er-F1HqDsU07ZjXKTIE9NlM907f1LccZ8iF_1HRt_AfbsrKIjdgQaw/s400/DSC_0596.JPG" border="0" /></a> Painting a pumpkin</div><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528119353743960466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWkmA8It8rCgexQJ-GXhORHDgd4m7WDOovLxswyBg2t7RRVfIPavt4aj3tNR_b2jWsU27BGR17rxCcSVGK8UaUkd-RZqpe5CT0ViLeMxzLa9bWrb8te-TzrUOlnx8lM6KrHm_OwvONgF0/s400/DSC_0608.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528119358198652690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvsgtDSjcdtV78d3x4cWR6Y15gSgbrNxL4rTRraMAO14KK9G3fRqyDnQZvJJlVy9h5SI-ydW92k6nabrdBrI-kuJ6psiBqaYzS5q5ImTkuopm0nikpvrAnQUA8HftwLUwNaStgRlLk2mg/s400/DSC_0623.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div>Kelly got us all organized and we all got to enjoy a kids play (Giggle, Giggle Quack!) at the brand new and very impressive EACC Fine Arts Center in Forrest City. Here is Julia, Maggie, Caroline, Solomon, Kohen, Sam and Parker. Isn't it funny how the girls are all on one side and the boys on the other? We didn't tell them to do it! </div><div> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528129139705403410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiqrqAv0ZwiSE_J8RwqgROGjPSJXRugt5EjedoBEd9Wm4kFN5QFXxsmG_eRi3t8pbUbvuUEZyxuj2Z7tB3yXCoLNArjQEz_CRRrw0gkUyLvvmm2oxZeF97nUj7dasmvMDGAwbvFXh4lKE/s400/DSC_0627.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528129147920915442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigQcNpUo0uTGtmy2qQQNUDFaoI_husdcx0wb44kTaxTeSn9G8yaot2j1_pAqYffhndI5icEZB39LybzgHfmEqDtru3K_uNjUbhmHuA8cZLAvT3zhH67vdfK_igRCxb_MoaHF9JnLMp1Ic/s400/DSC_0632.JPG" border="0" />Pretty Julia in front of the Fine Arts Center</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528119372802454786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL_jlVUUdtXyM-Tp2tdJDvpFc_JW4UgjMe4SWxHGlg2fa7jD2Cmr92ANvBoEIfFgDjGOSMcGfp3iyvng-gwTEjCKC12AZkIw5XAAeydL-zNOQCGMpaOpCf5L6TkNpqY65p6_vtjsv9tsI/s400/DSC_0629.JPG" border="0" /> Standing in line for the show. I posted this picture because even at almost three, Julia still loves her blankie. Glad John looks good in yellow because it is more often than not draped on his shoulder wherever we go! </div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528129151135059346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhayi1m6iPaBHfvuDoxPZsgCTJXVoxIgmbSvIJZ5eHODmDZ0tQrzMy2VFCFXxThKLkX_3zpKeTFIz6O6LwwplyPclMu3KCThqw6WnAADbL-X1UWXfmB6uMHKHWNyyKASDF1JVnpOWcd5hk/s400/DSC_0630.JPG" border="0" />Getting ready for the show! <div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528122960825270162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxymolZEc2j__eu8XAlmK1My6D7FDqEYUmlfymRDp4qeu1DxswrD2M5aLIelw8PLCTH9g9rHtbFMCEL4WIONMsOVF84qan42OSIt_zjcyZbyAkA5MvSQMWWaA4ADFTcZ5p3E6spyZsDSU/s400/DSC_0634.JPG" border="0" />Here is Julia at Jee Jee and Paw Paws taking a book break. She cares way more about reading a book than she does about riding in this fancy car!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528085687900007266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtmZ1Faqpio3W3AVynM81ixD1VlvKao0KI79Yh2Ko318pjunT0f9NuTrZnT9WE04BYwqMzStNuw8BoUjtuntgOXHg0DL7vY5E58onihOgaqyKnYWiJQPF8e6ACLDQaB0Czpsuxu7Hv8Ic/s400/DSC_0536.JPG" border="0" /> Maggie Grace came to town from Atlanta a couple of weeks ago and we all got together to visit. I love this picture of Julia's room full of friends! I have always dreamed of having a house full of kids. I love the sound of them and all of the happy memories that they bring! Kids are the BEST and I am so grateful to have one of my very own!</div></div></div></div></div></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-87043757468809752102010-09-19T12:07:00.000-07:002010-09-19T16:11:03.457-07:00A Day in the Life...Julia is such a little sweetheart at age 2 and 3/4! Here are some things that she likes:<br /><br />- Very open-minded about food and trying new things. If she doesn't like some part of it, she will just spit it out. Last night, we were eating sushi at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Edo's</span> and she tried <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">miso</span> soup. She loved the soup, but didn't like the VERY tiny slice of green onion that was in the soup. So, out it came! She loves sweets, cheerios and raisins, frozen blueberries, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">edamame</span>, raw vegetables in dip, popcorn, oh.....did I mention sweets?<br /><br />- Her teacher at wee school tells me that she is quiet/shy with other children in her class, very smart, very polite, and loves to learn. It takes her a little while to warm up to most other people (except JeeJee and PawPaw and then its an all out celebration!), especially if they are in our house. I have no idea why? She will hide somewhere or hide behind me if someone that she doesn't know very well is here. We are working on it. She is loving her wee school and asks me every night if tomorrow is wee school. She soaks up a lot from her teacher because she comes home saying things/quoting books/singing songs that she learned there.<br /><br />- Does not like to change clothes.<br /><br />- Loves books, art, music and her Dad best.<br /><br />- Her favorite TV show is Yo <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Gabba</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Gabba</span>, still. She likes to watch a movie before we go to bed. Lately, it has been the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">DisneyWorld</span> trip home video. Before that, I usually pick up a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">dvd</span> at the library every week when we go. She likes the <em>Scholastic</em> ones best, which are really short stories of popular books.<br /><br />- Makes up jokes that are so funny. After scanning the room for inspiration, she'll say, "What do you call a picture that has a lamp on its window?" or "What do you call a stair that needs a table to sit on the candle?" Then, she comes up with some random answer after we have wrongly guessed about 15 answers. The answer is usually something like, "because it needs an etch a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">sketch</span>," followed by a very loud laugh and slap on the leg.<br /><br />- Likes repetition. She gets something in her mind and feels that it should stay that way......forever.<br /><br />- Arthur is an imaginary friend that hangs out sometimes when its convenient. Like at bedtime when she has to get on to him and tell him to scoot over.<br /><br />- Julia reminds me of an 80 year old woman most of the time. The other day when I was going to a sale, she told me that she wanted to sit in the car and listen to the birds.<br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518706501003772450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNTye6Qs-GOQHbwXMWxte3wM8kcTZxZMkBxIu0DWmZlJ5eTkccuXV9hPBqjbiIzVHU0B7btL3URiJJenO1Nv57WTqqQuE8Lpd74bebrAXJrxg7aCbRTz1v4-tqve0bs4mJmrVhRh0FIyQ/s400/DSC_0509.JPG" border="0" />Starting the day out with heart, J, and circle shaped pancakes.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518706509220970946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJC9jPKDgJAzcUgPi-yRloOvCIuDpBq6TS7v0amoKa4FTcO-D0FfrCvEh6mO4Vg0BHdgEvBtxMZWT2mtiPNKC7CWLHuzYi05N-Qpi_7xNhyphenhyphenJ3TdJJotvhkYeaKdXOgLIr4Wjl7V07yXbw/s400/DSC_0511.JPG" border="0" />Baking chocolate chip cookies with Daddy. As is sitting in front of the oven will speed up the cooking process!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518706481319244482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDyHOzzAPd9osan0E0hzKDcRd2NLlsRWrFt-AToV9iatijn2e5D4-uSNCgkMqT9lcrXQ4MTj-qYn8sewUt1-MPvzLWa2FpBzsJOj9PRVOsyGNPfnzr-IkOfKWHuv635y8ojFt2bvZBp-M/s400/DSC_0499.JPG" border="0" />At a very cute sprinkler park at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Craighead</span> Forest Park in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Jonesboro</span>.<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLhIczfRONkXoU3IaPWRLkAGR8RtsTsmPptQhd6IboawndC-obB-ZZr_R2_0v33l4Qb3ckfLWNoqNhgfvWebsaH8WKSZeh9TY-zXK15GUbvaB9fp703PPgeqiTWDoIbq_D1idBAMR_BBc/s1600/DSC_0507.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518706487908710562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLhIczfRONkXoU3IaPWRLkAGR8RtsTsmPptQhd6IboawndC-obB-ZZr_R2_0v33l4Qb3ckfLWNoqNhgfvWebsaH8WKSZeh9TY-zXK15GUbvaB9fp703PPgeqiTWDoIbq_D1idBAMR_BBc/s400/DSC_0507.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518706513837554546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh17EMhMrTilNtCwQYuTfS6Kiio40sfmjVIb9jc8_8x3qfwEAQoLV1C7fB1pf2j8yq9_zABiWqcIvbRtkkn3S7utu3cZUVkK69NQUH9rIEkEvlrJANVaZNhFB1EX24v3QQ5kat3PwwF6EQ/s400/DSC_0512.JPG" border="0" />Our annual outing to the Cooper Young festival with Emmy.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518716099119876434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHgMJIvFrOie_HtvsC8e73_LbQgMVnCtmrwgd5xYibBn0-fnionwrgqQOuUP7h8z4ItQsTYfSVdaJijKie7gqleXJKrj7KnIeJ4aOIQDJ4K1_FzhwS2Xrm2qf9FaoaH1UnMxR70z6J81s/s400/DSC_0534.JPG" border="0" />I just couldn't decide which picture that I liked best of these precious little girls so I narrowed it down to my five favorites.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518716094738576674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMRN7rVUp_4xCN4y5ZSK-nwmmhErbNNKAlOwYX9_C9OGvu6pzGOtMah4Yf3-VLRX4deXwuKuJGH8l81ZvUWF56xhjRXP4zGfo_qXxX1zURtQOJTsTC-2IiXxsLXB-qBN6KtOUIofKhrDs/s400/DSC_0527.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518716085917379874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWmqpn72qAWuYLb5gf4I3cdf4cKokQAEJ4dw7Aniaw05xn1Uu8YEAwsIollwP8vLygGcVAVTbOLu-ow03T-umE9y74Pz_Y4XOf1WNDsXrhMsugoiTiGiqjg_M185Z7ssq-UMAU0hLb0ys/s400/DSC_0518.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518716091170368066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5lAhB-q63-eUB-IUfF_ca913MCGOgZy49hinACoUV8z9ye0C3A5YJ9XWWG7YMEWvxgqGlr9dzx5QExf9Lb2cj6HV-dEx9drd7NMXY21navWpXVCpT3aZGnVx4RPBtOv5NKnN0fPdB8wU/s400/DSC_0526.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518716077560182674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCnn6RXWhihooqRMxXT55g-WtOsHMqqxCCAZwOZMDzHSU9XHdhCfJ4a6bzKRCtit22L3SlkdY653EYEDKy9hCGW-TigJEttSbC4Cqrn4pwOAoNwgflhWnoWM4EyMtqzQE38pSMcgu1IhE/s400/DSC_0515.JPG" border="0" />John and I are celebrating our 12<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">th</span> wedding anniversary today. We tried to explain it to Julia last night over our very romantic sushi dinner in Memphis (with Julia). I said, "Julia, your Mom and Dad have been married for twelve years tomorrow!" She said, "Did you come back?" Yes, no doubt that she gets it!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-8629016351324292142010-09-07T20:09:00.000-07:002010-09-12T15:22:04.519-07:00Fall is in the Air<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514677254345422002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdfvFp_B5hpNSP6MK5_pSCAzEQtUyUMBTvsLhoPG35mhl5jYnjNzDRfEPQzwulV1lJ8wVElp2ir1TT35kgedPUchWkSe3XP0gtNsC4RVHu2KEBN57DJWnDAqodmNHWeaLuajjMm_TiP9M/s400/Julia+030.jpg" border="0" />We had a great time at Solomon's 3rd birthday party! It was a superhero party.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514677240631493698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Vpop2vNkTLOH-oVHrx-igOUhs6RmwsUdJNZQL_-Zta0Xc7BWTepjN4_2_g2a2xVJe2FkeGxfHfC_pzLpi6Pa3mu1ozzStLTCRVbCMvNBSDMIlYhZSdjqUM1ENG9JUPT6QLmHKSI1lII/s400/Julia+021.jpg" border="0" />So, when I asked Julia what superhero she wanted to be, she said, "a spot." What? I think that meant that she didn't know any superheros so we made up our own superhero and went as <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">SuperJulia</span>!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514677246350593026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQnb3i1WcJ184edDDBROUQp8O7R6wG0VQK4PaLqCcsF7QEurSOXVg0M-e_nPoWRORpigxC9gM2l-hCE4MyihWRhNYIXOUDGE66HNL2VM3eEvlTfjQq7hIQHeQsj0wjnz8TYBDMX_5pNuc/s400/Julia+027.jpg" border="0" /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Spiderman</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">SuperJulia</span> enjoying a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">pre</span>-party sucker. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514677261815703922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMdL-2gNQJBuu3GqfvchV0gQaMIPsglHI32sjd5VaTzRr-7Hzzq7U7fL2nC1lacl48iiT9KpUoVguz0IP6Be_IzljAPmckxqZj5VpCHjniUYVMKzgxl6vJZVBMB-b9raFWP1eUklFxJk8/s400/Julia+037.jpg" border="0" />The best host and hostess!<br /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514737639186047266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWIKyUpXpXSYraxMHASv4EDNL0vIgE3A5q1x3xJwcaQizfaZIwcufe11wYpk0mOXVvdOQBBIri2t5X-PDxKVUftCgmjc73YzqJqMn8uAi1FxYUYV0advBit7ex87BsjPbFKrD2dYQnJ4E/s400/Julia+038.jpg" border="0" /> <div>Sweet Baby Rose</div><div> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514669048814014818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT9iA47bfXSGVw9rd-BkVWEYnIb9nglTl1l3vjbPKxI2Z27FFc9cuRmdJ2OAxiNGYb9nTve_eLVA3hIMX901Mdg8puF3dlGjpwPhZUevDd6_y_ecNjmiIaT9kiYX2yKgy01g9P1ZBgBdA/s400/58584_1601864690802_1361619426_1620623_6555706_n.jpg" border="0" />Julia, Caroline and Emmy in the rock climbing wall, I mean palace (that is what they named it!)<br /><div> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514737662153374658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbYNeOrCdZVJQGqLbSGQ7TIzr9XHTp-RwQQVuteSV2rYIQRLuRVLanvqM-xy6l3AVoL2RPzu_yjqO-C6-8hnrjLvxDZsoFSaiij91O9W78XO895nk8TT4O-6N3JBp2axiLKNR8nF57moM/s400/Julia+049.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXm35t2kOfxElorS5BOr1wB_9Hv0aK3m6Gs0blrKJ9ifJzynnlY05uaIHeF9fROXDWmJ5H-VHJLg_vsLnE6osAupd5yP9Csw0pe7RPAloW0007mwhxvpEcFYVmAj0uCZIwcZF8jHaprmk/s1600/Julia+075.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515040160105448546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXm35t2kOfxElorS5BOr1wB_9Hv0aK3m6Gs0blrKJ9ifJzynnlY05uaIHeF9fROXDWmJ5H-VHJLg_vsLnE6osAupd5yP9Csw0pe7RPAloW0007mwhxvpEcFYVmAj0uCZIwcZF8jHaprmk/s400/Julia+075.jpg" border="0" /></a>Emmy wore a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">WonderWoman</span> costume that was her <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Momma's</span>. <br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikM4_3RI6I6nWlJO1QctTp4ryXdwInejt9keAxovJNa_LG22SI03npvKgy4R2KWM9QT7Mqsrm2HG0oWjZY0tfyxZPmAmZuRh8kTw9K2QgewKc1EfrHRV3lr4m8XKJUy2kcUbuzcY-JZHw/s1600/Julia+051.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514737665944321826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikM4_3RI6I6nWlJO1QctTp4ryXdwInejt9keAxovJNa_LG22SI03npvKgy4R2KWM9QT7Mqsrm2HG0oWjZY0tfyxZPmAmZuRh8kTw9K2QgewKc1EfrHRV3lr4m8XKJUy2kcUbuzcY-JZHw/s400/Julia+051.jpg" border="0" /></a> Julia is the last one standing at the cake table. You know she has to finish that cupcake before she can play!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514737671516321874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs1vno0JoYJ-dRVl2KzZR7u_4mPpkZIzT8BPHUUZwhg_wt-VV4iIXo-3SyFltlFBCuToCZbqjEvFlFUgHSu3HMmECJKb_bNKR9utVPU43VtKLDTnccclk0y9uvGXKPJRfCqu3SoiNOEU0/s400/Julia+059.jpg" border="0" />The pinata was a hit! When we got in the car to go home, I asked Julia what her favorite part of Sol's birthday party was and she said, "putting candy in that bag!"<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkBBjCj_8FYLOe5OE9T5hAT67kXVJnIaWFTL96BuJ7in0otSfI82XiNyXZSxYtHmkEldLSdwOdH0OVQynytiQ8xAlp527Uo3gelI_11f9Vx9a-7tJ9KgOKaaaf5DUe10kT-hynwyGLFp0/s1600/Julia+044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514737649504709970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkBBjCj_8FYLOe5OE9T5hAT67kXVJnIaWFTL96BuJ7in0otSfI82XiNyXZSxYtHmkEldLSdwOdH0OVQynytiQ8xAlp527Uo3gelI_11f9Vx9a-7tJ9KgOKaaaf5DUe10kT-hynwyGLFp0/s400/Julia+044.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><div><div><div><div>Love this one!</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514669067372542322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilHotaPlPGkwdeHgpfksIWurU9mb4OzoMOiXWwKDAIJEypln00cCCNLxSS0p860zZbOUZVqFj7wF0cP-jkQdgsQAzlZdvJItiMhehIrdIcw8OCAjm8r9Qe8uozffXWQHRxTuLarfP5Eyo/s400/Julia+004.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>We have been spending a lot of time outside on a blanket now that the weather is getting cooler. <br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514677228968448050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK38xTbUiLwQDMtex4DF5mTt2F2Q82wbwx3LJNejX1mmZPsbcpdRmKsBBF3vFj1-wNJ8khrWcn3FPAXolBspF0qpUSocMCbG1bJCSJ4IefSnZnhRikHILSLbDPY3ox1WHyIPdY2RiJ8X4/s400/Julia+013.jpg" border="0" />Julia is scared of bugs or anything that moves unexpectedly outside. We are working on that one.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSCun1ECCilsCvU9SPqps8zJS4E5XlVFtBgaAAKXh0u5Daa4HB79mQkoyYgeK5eE9YPWf3Ww3EK5JjKNW1teB1n6vAI3azu2y0W1mQ7V1jtoaMvU4VuL06Z9BvOcebQX7GZbKlKTjq-SM/s1600/Julia+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514669085887720610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSCun1ECCilsCvU9SPqps8zJS4E5XlVFtBgaAAKXh0u5Daa4HB79mQkoyYgeK5eE9YPWf3Ww3EK5JjKNW1teB1n6vAI3azu2y0W1mQ7V1jtoaMvU4VuL06Z9BvOcebQX7GZbKlKTjq-SM/s400/Julia+016.jpg" border="0" /></a> Funny how much entertainment a dollar jump rope can bring!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwhIXZEC-cfDkdtWAj_4zn9sOiYOlidJo-JlvAD6JDFNCz7PR1DiVqDzRCqJb6cOzyIrt18kGwrTl_P0fWseIqVFtUJ_ZLr4gwpNCqy2x3Zyr90c6k09wamP_zfnAz3WMxJQ7d3-n24c8/s1600/Julia+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514669075147693186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwhIXZEC-cfDkdtWAj_4zn9sOiYOlidJo-JlvAD6JDFNCz7PR1DiVqDzRCqJb6cOzyIrt18kGwrTl_P0fWseIqVFtUJ_ZLr4gwpNCqy2x3Zyr90c6k09wamP_zfnAz3WMxJQ7d3-n24c8/s400/Julia+012.jpg" border="0" /></a>Julia loves to paint, color and make things. She painted this picture and told me that it was a rainbow with Mommy, Daddy, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Shyann</span>, Sue (the dogs) and Julia. Not sure what the sixth color blob is. I signed her up for the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Pre</span>-Picasso art class at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">EACC</span> on Tuesday afternoons. Last week was the first class and I think she liked it. They made grandparent's day cards and Julia spent thirty minutes on one card. She took each of the 24 crayons out of their box and colored about four strokes of color inside the card. It was a very orderly and structured process. Next week, is a plaster of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Paris</span> family tree. Fun!<em><br /></em><div><div><em></em><div><div><em> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515040163596959282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSZgfrJ9LruEJng1q-re0C1-9OrvnePn5VYVxkPsucGLsYH3B-gsY8k2LG3r50liYb0l2T1mKSNUAwmFcLPW6dAMb0EiYKSDk_C1HgDEvXi1-Hr4WFj563OFDp2XcXI5MT98kPpR5UQ8s/s400/Julia+085.jpg" border="0" /></em>Last Sunday, we took Julia to Build a Bear in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Jonesboro</span>. She picked out a Hello Kitty doll to make. Here she is putting her heart in.<br /><br /><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515040172282589202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOvwJR7nmEzPs5Yops3Dpxy4OKQWde2RUyPF-88i9bccKNQ5ijGdtXi8O8_MCvdtBILUa4jRy96fpZ6vY5ga_je8SiMinKXM_0eZFZgUbPs6ViRChwtjAGny-8s4MUqwBrMrkVAQIK7L0/s400/Julia+086.jpg" border="0" /></em>Giving her a bath.....<br /><br /><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515040178434561026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMNQYJJwamxAp8HkanhknxgZBcS5jByuRowU826rGMVL-DBkJGoOJftZuKY8ToY3QsOdAev4e-Ur65uvHBexN92UV6cx05vavCDvtJVKxakbU3niDP9nWyUW6hO6WQgqO5NXbIJh-ko3s/s400/Julia+091.jpg" border="0" /></em>She named her Jelly. <br /><br /><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515040185836269554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLiKeFFW0wR7OYuAKL3WZ-gebR5hDEk5QUaKP3hcjvAl7Q1IdzVHyY863yw7Lb1YX5nPci84vo22Ni6kXW-TGBOYYBnP7NulMYgVFWvvE1QksHs2aRMQ0Su6zhWT0oA865_jC90i0H3SU/s400/Julia+106.jpg" border="0" /></em>Jelly has become a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">permanent</span> fixture in her bed. Julia loves to hug her!<br /><br /><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514383386975329314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdHaDINNI0kb4EeErHT4iVw_mTgkMcCbTe943PUVJX6D4nEZ_mtSbjK_iVCJtM0tEE-Tajmln9NSmnWAhtjCRCDyq6wvdT8EZ2Y5ZK1Gaqbx2Tyt74GP4zU2J-4POGA4CUYQmGbWUPXTA/s400/Julia+001.jpg" border="0" /></em>Pardon this picture of us on a lazy Sunday afternoon, but I think we favor a little in this picture. People ask me all the time who she looks like and I say neither of us. But maybe, just maybe, we could pass for kinfolks in this picture!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-42684895966013808552010-08-19T20:26:00.000-07:002010-08-21T07:35:55.824-07:00A New Chapter....<div align="center">Our little girl started wee school this week! She will be going on Tuesday and Thursday mornings from 8-12 pm. We went to the get-to-know-you wee school picnic this week and had lots of fun hanging out with old friends and making some new ones!</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507336370923708322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinrCXfbs2ZIw0rGUGc4nl3gKHZXKziCeJdO1ZxAdTdRFht_CxZa9H-_pnZ8_eF1MthLdbiy-eCdS-19kshoIl27Hq08qy_T4Q7Q0J8ydA-fNdfBtyKitOH5Yv-RHyK9xOkgW1OdxFA5rA/s400/DSC_0362.JPG" border="0" />Julia in the jumpy at her HAPPIEST!</div><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507336394389742338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSINlD718deoEEtCX49mc9fGpgLEZbAEJhxqX4d_u8ctfjPrQ6zw4GAl1K3rK4S2gtbUb5xABLle-s6Absl__9aTQqu-jiri1eMP5rBdKNl5QFqfB-pmRJYMy1EjHiRxzBkvqiVNgQO1Q/s400/DSC_0380.JPG" border="0" />She requested a ladybug face paint. I suspect it is because she is so excited about her ladybug backpack.</p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507336380908324210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2Je_GWcdbaJaPjJM0RAel5BvgpNgfdNDKwklGLqoWZHKui5lY64BQD-Y5WrgVDho6spb_30S12eux5TTnX8SMkar1qIVuTwrL8549cQWc2m4dh0NVIC4FjAzlpQfiwh4-_M53FpPjXRk/s400/DSC_0368.JPG" border="0" />Having a picnic and enjoying some popcorn.</p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507336386338909170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKGR4sJwvTrclJttKusdEcH_1KQW5JqoEQ1CQfEgZlH_xzDQyqbARlpId-O5AP2P-6hsm-nOn9ifXms57Y9vs6bPldxsfG5L_2nlQ7H1vgDufRdoNgECB2kg4pW-MbtvaVUJmcDgFlFpI/s400/DSC_0375.JPG" border="0" />This girl is serious about some ice cream. She asked me if she could drink it when there was nothing but liquid left. I convinced her not to.</p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507332352966825426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Z_5OgrE2CFv0CNDcMjOpbpXFtFK1UzCqbVxblcfplj4efXmjvYpByrsfKzzo99MjwMHD9Ch_7Gp1rGZuhzalcjLjgV1X5VIqFYA6BR5wGU3wrq8UO4JLAVMeNLk8nk_ki1hrIuWLolo/s400/DSC_0356.JPG" border="0" />Here she is going into her classroom for the first time. She was jumping up and down saying, "I'm so excited about wee school!" Her teacher is Mrs. Jeannette until her regular teacher, Mrs. Joanie, comes back from maternity leave in a few weeks.</p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507332358865859810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXyhsXFpun_lTToV-GwfhVHBLpSa7lobzot6ljtW_As18NpwTKkDNjSa11DMCh25XLMqbRdRkJw8Xm-v80ZYsYOD2rn6ubalku15bxD1EnFKvzh-tYDCjSsjbU2lirEvDTBY3K4OCkUnE/s400/DSC_0357.JPG" border="0" />Making friends.</p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507332361418921010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHgCMD6-L0k0gs3PotKJjblW6UM3Vb5yxJqJxxH-seP1xvdkvJNiJwD87R_l5p7cvd8GMCSqe78dNuQ55gV1ORdOhccNE46G1xVWBaKieRl4Nx0XoDzbXZLdJtxiU7jye6Bv7RSN0bg50/s400/DSC_0358.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9dVCTuX2giQTr4MncaWZBW2h2U1sPtDq5BU5j4CHb4VQhk7hZcPJuiS6unUJAhY0Gc4hLOO8RLq97634Ifbm0ywiLp7gukZ9IgJNKcaYVdAkz_llwaN6vjXf2-DL8pSIN_yc8Afl6IbY/s1600/DSC_0387.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507345609452604754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9dVCTuX2giQTr4MncaWZBW2h2U1sPtDq5BU5j4CHb4VQhk7hZcPJuiS6unUJAhY0Gc4hLOO8RLq97634Ifbm0ywiLp7gukZ9IgJNKcaYVdAkz_llwaN6vjXf2-DL8pSIN_yc8Afl6IbY/s400/DSC_0387.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here we are Thursday morning on her first day of school. She got up with no problem and was ready to go! This is a little different from most mornings....she usually does not like getting dressed and wants to stay at home!</div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507336398635678050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhakb4Q9KzjBglC2RZ92B7l7mBDPUwXzO4c17CmRTPJmVZDKY-sd0K2noik1Y43jJgYjDYovQrl_BZ3rd9oqGvrPXHhHZjk7-1KKDfqBOSpahIfus4ngXIbAKRDVq4kYlUhoQ9NXceONas/s400/DSC_0382.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">Leaving home and hugging her backpack. I am not sure why she loves it soooo much?</p><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJriKjTqqIbNn2qKzSbj2rZddSgP01Mewps5E8iaGfYP_AxWxkQeq7TWNJKTAbS_sCc19vse9h9EuObR0BDG15GKi653VSuidDzaKKil0zVS1HpXaOuNofmw_BNT14fZmPD-UEtjjqUhY/s1600/DSC_0386.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507345608850099058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJriKjTqqIbNn2qKzSbj2rZddSgP01Mewps5E8iaGfYP_AxWxkQeq7TWNJKTAbS_sCc19vse9h9EuObR0BDG15GKi653VSuidDzaKKil0zVS1HpXaOuNofmw_BNT14fZmPD-UEtjjqUhY/s400/DSC_0386.JPG" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507345620633214642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_4VJRAeuzyS1bDjMrqc4zCICiK8VM4wc4gujXZGlRDXRdYThLhgn5FcuZY8kcGDoDqDgqsjGfa4GxLXiNpfOAwrn56bYySRdP6oA0UywcwN3s3TUqxifI82gAUmqpDZiFr5oxkQ14YaA/s400/DSC_0389.JPG" border="0" />Julia was playing with the puzzles when I left. She didn't cry, but cuddled up to me and said, "Mommy, I thought you were going to stay in my classroom?!"</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcMuh-eRPL_oTGRX_TR7L0KfLM6dy7X7HQhg3ydD4KrxAFlUwQmlL0Gee67rfQyE78a4Jy2T1cVGjpH3R6V85LdQlkxNbbwnCAxAsiYmU4HfzxnOmsikLh-CaMMt1oNYZBx0OwI0Yyowg/s1600/DSC_0359.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507332371071813458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcMuh-eRPL_oTGRX_TR7L0KfLM6dy7X7HQhg3ydD4KrxAFlUwQmlL0Gee67rfQyE78a4Jy2T1cVGjpH3R6V85LdQlkxNbbwnCAxAsiYmU4HfzxnOmsikLh-CaMMt1oNYZBx0OwI0Yyowg/s400/DSC_0359.JPG" border="0" /></a> The wee school walls are painted with animal murals. It gives the whole place a very happy feel. John and I picked her up at noon and she was bouncing off the walls. Mrs. Jeannette said that Julia was a very good girl and that she was very smart. She reported that she led the class in singing their abc's several times. We knew is was a good day when that night while I was putting Julia to bed she asked me if Mrs. Jeannette was coming over to sleep in her bed. I told her that if her own mommy couldn't sleep with her in her bed, then Mrs. Jeannette could not either!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507345629977907170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhySVN_nNttcbyZ9R50QOtRJpqX6QJnLAu02a_aoeEUwDqGcuw90qqfmvx5Jas-d5-TYplnRpMTl4dDBoo-eEuPmfaR9xW5kpJI0xVduOBerzQkp8zEA9hmxdFFLIqMU_8G4isKG-njzeY/s400/DSC_0390.JPG" border="0" />Baby Rose hanging on to her mom's legs outside of wee school. I am sure that she got a good laugh at all of us because we were all a bunch of bags full of nerves.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507332345692659970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim3S6LPUtQwwcxl4MsLVfYUm95qElCLheRz99K2v26zv7CMKhdEZ5jyJArKFPwEQuz4TMThY-2oaGsmjIFD144GunWVB8v7oHjKduAUY1jZ_L3Z0mnAuOv9my2q7alfK6SeC0He1Qwyuo/s400/DSC_0353.JPG" border="0" />I got a to sneak off last weekend for a girls weekend in Knoxville. We got to stay at a friend's downtown loft and his sense of style is WAY better than mine. Ate some good food, saw Eat, Pray, Love, got in some shopping, and as always, some great conversation. <div></div></div></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-64450701412299943012010-08-08T19:58:00.000-07:002010-08-08T21:49:42.933-07:00Celebrate!<div><div><div><div align="center">Julia, John and I took a road trip last weekend to drop John off at the place he was playing in Hot Springs while Julia and I headed over to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Arkadelphia</span> to stay with my friend <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Shawnie</span>. It was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">biker's</span> weekend in Hot Springs and I have never seen more <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Harleys</span> in one place! I realized when we dropped John off how lucky both of us are to have jobs that we love. I am thinking that he definitely gets the sweeter deal with his arrangement...stay home with Julia during the week, get dropped off at your "workplace" on Friday evening, free <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">fillet</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">mi non</span> dinner with drinks waiting upon your arrival, play guitar to some screaming fans (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">ok</span>, not always.....but sometimes!), then have a driver pick you <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">after</span> the gig and take you to your comped hotel room. </div><div></div><div><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503243383793473858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQik7AOcvdafoMjXSy-8l1yz3ZP7u4UZe4W9veObifDRvO0inEI-fFatGFid-G-k2W7Zvv9Rt1hOzki7G_mzycaOyA4BcnEKZfAwpcBCtQLPTHVluqUmpv2nbqSkTtKdR3y077r5vA-Rg/s400/DSC_0323.JPG" border="0" />Julia and John enjoying some popcorn <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">pre</span>-gig at Odie's House of Blues in Hot Springs.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503259930935400274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuK0bwdP_xeAU9Rj89F1Ghl0eRzkvHk-IT4IYcHkucnOrcgb2MfIqtmmXvhastKl3qk2WN7RLvd_CC_QIYViHrEQpCrXywsSp71lV5VptXECl5nb37O7F76TY8SIwjdmQOHSNcm1uN_w4/s400/julia+joy+and+leslie.JPG" border="0" />Loved hanging out with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Shawnie</span> and Lance in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Arkadelphia</span>....I miss that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Scrawn</span>! This night also marked the VERY FIRST night that Julia and I slept in the same bed! We have never even napped in the same bed.....no, not even when she was tiny. We both slept great and it was so much fun to wake up beside her. Julia and I also got to have lunch with my cousin (and mommy-to-be!!!) Leslie before heading home. Leslie is a sweetheart and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Chickfila</span> was the perfect lunch spot for us. Julia had a blast playing in the play area and got to get rid of some energy before our drive home. Leslie is going to be a great mommy and I look forward to our girls playing together soon.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503259932538706530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigBFSqtiSNengfU2Cz8MCAkpv9RjPTQNsdnYVm_NUFNINek940_i3ajb_Tv8duZwf-Z324xn10O-03XapaA4U8IdjcX9xw41SGAlIOC8c6GQv3FUWuDEPTVj3icSLiYS-eqOHSvY59894/s400/rose1stbirthday_276.jpg" border="0" />Here is baby Rose after putting on a great show with her birthday cake! She has the prettiest blue eyes and I just want to kiss her all the time.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503243399004528274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz1St1Iy4PThSpfKyYEguffnDPEcY9I6yj4ePzHgk9kebupx_-spg3MRioIMjtkKd0eVf1gvU8teqpuG_0sbwRkGBRRxc6MLB11gJe4w2IXQAcYTgoHzz3au7o0GdsGG3lvVxCDp8VAFg/s400/DSC_0327.JPG" border="0" />Martha Stewart, aka Becca, won the prize with the cutest ever party favors. This is a hand made chalkboard mat to that you can roll up and take to restaurants to keep little hands busy. Julia is very into writing letters (she can draw a T!), shapes, and drawing pictures and has put her chalkboard mat to good use.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503256093370710130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwyUj4CaRMi2OpY-pc4N-NcOo0I1rvWCdcIpxLeqcehivNqMF4IQX2D7CVfHHboIbeya6ank4q44QARo6V8zSwJVRU1eEv4v3WttxgaNU3OrL6DrY95-BeNRQvl8Bh92IzLlc2xLN_q9A/s400/DSC_0341.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Birthday boy Linton in the throne at PUMP IT UP!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> We had a great time at Pump It Up Saturday morning. I am just mad that I didn't think of the idea of giant <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">inflatable</span> toys in a huge padded room. <br /><div><br /><div><em></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4NHUk-kkj5U0qQtFsuGwhUaZ_mMsElzZkSk8WOPZ4J6McaWzZ_CJStaVtuuc0bVjYer7Rrjd0c6OevCkF6YAvx56rOYczHYkjcvnWSTc6TsSC2fnbBBzrDkA7sxpWTgHOpRP40s5qD6I/s1600/DSC_0339.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503256090145848642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4NHUk-kkj5U0qQtFsuGwhUaZ_mMsElzZkSk8WOPZ4J6McaWzZ_CJStaVtuuc0bVjYer7Rrjd0c6OevCkF6YAvx56rOYczHYkjcvnWSTc6TsSC2fnbBBzrDkA7sxpWTgHOpRP40s5qD6I/s400/DSC_0339.JPG" border="0" /></a> It took her about an hour to get brave enough to try out the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">jumpies</span>, but when she did, it was ON!</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503243405965847202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxfHUJWgTCVHAylUVkzOd18YJcpa7WOZHvTo_asQwIREyCpiN543FfQlSlJn2ch2yC0ECSk-AD1D5JTnpRzBIKpjSsEfKEAt3cnogbmaTCALQ4DP5U2MD9vt60yRKQ_xeni2MoWzYWCLA/s400/DSC_0329.JPG" border="0" />The first hour of the party, she spent hanging out at the air hockey table, the water fountain, and running and screaming across the floor.<br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503243416694585522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqJ4jDJRf3Mre4KGFRGrXtvAUBHZOTVh-UljPNFoqhXt1iaBPNS-1RKws83Qg-HGivS1fdP08iPPq5uji6TOogcy5CGyiDJHyn7VY6kyV-lxiC38Z4V6RWHAHuxBH4EdzQfxZck0pv0Dw/s400/DSC_0332.JPG" border="0" />Then she got really brave and decided to try out the slide.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9FBK7qTFT70l-RrRjbWiMcHmBCBLWPDeStwHti4_74Aix-LMQYIGm9PrnLoedu4MwbYNFb569feZcemsDzMc8BfCERl3qpRpbOV0SEeCe7Y5OQf5NG3Ve9BYbnV1uwZlAzK1d6Cwaqvg/s1600/DSC_0333.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503256071491056850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9FBK7qTFT70l-RrRjbWiMcHmBCBLWPDeStwHti4_74Aix-LMQYIGm9PrnLoedu4MwbYNFb569feZcemsDzMc8BfCERl3qpRpbOV0SEeCe7Y5OQf5NG3Ve9BYbnV1uwZlAzK1d6Cwaqvg/s400/DSC_0333.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here she goes....<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503256080603273490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg1EyO8ma9ZMWTgMgtiIjwS5-GmXLeHhESWAlBlAYUMrjqc9HfTn2yHv40nDY_6Vd-_-kw_jYigZCG6TsmGtsyQSG2lqIckA-aVOj_EjWpflUPbzPT3zSDnNEtz-EzWMcrTTGS96OoCu0/s400/DSC_0334.JPG" border="0" />The whole way down, she was screaming, I'm SCARED, I'm SCARED! Then at the bottom she fell out laughing and ran back up to the ladder to do it again.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503256102319074754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOTjTQGhyNa3eWNvEy_IV5huxy3fX0GYRNMZhalxQrnfyTbTAlP91KdTlBnbPi_A_VUpR4uTi-1CM0k4c471acqzT_gDL05kYuIjfQO_LWA4yChHtRNzWJj95btsiwUmwWXdXZ85yp4Ls/s400/DSC_0344.JPG" border="0" />I think cake is the highlight of every party for Julia. Whenever I ask her what she would like to get Linton or who ever is having a birthday party for their birthday present, she always says, "cake!"<br /><br /><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMx7RXHfT1NDtlM1WlfmBMaPzL8gMV8cNOZzK4CUUtxnmn2JQ4zczwXpLCTdk3boST7UX8muzOlddlFH6KTAq4QpKzpqfw-rj6mQDL8RsWoYbK6Z65Z3HMP-khStPZcKxHPZxpsUhyphenhyphen0FM/s1600/DSC_0324.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503243394437961026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMx7RXHfT1NDtlM1WlfmBMaPzL8gMV8cNOZzK4CUUtxnmn2JQ4zczwXpLCTdk3boST7UX8muzOlddlFH6KTAq4QpKzpqfw-rj6mQDL8RsWoYbK6Z65Z3HMP-khStPZcKxHPZxpsUhyphenhyphen0FM/s400/DSC_0324.JPG" border="0" /></a>Speaking of cake, I celebrated my birthday this week too. Thanks to everyone for making my day special. It's funny how the simplest times are the best. John and I had big plans to watch a movie after Julia went to bed, but he was snoring when I got back upstairs. I loved going to bed before 10! Julia told John that I was three years old and so they put three candles on my cake.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503259912774057090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmPdkyC2h2LQ516KtMJYZCcFe3aCGAJNjIIIwQ426Uy9mY6opDb5ok0vFV-BJz8pdhT2GfRk5jfEC7tiDCAKimncXh_vs6WLKn5jGuhktRmaPif6yBwnL5LHQic6ZUC5F124LcI-dSQ10/s400/DSC_0349.JPG" border="0" />We also celebrated Neall's birthday Saturday night. I love this picture of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">triathlon</span> stars in their custom printed tops.</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503259897300129474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFMr1jsHHRO_8bJU_32geoUVB23JGbQ8skzzE3_joLcoehBYNQcnrXCGJ0kuLpzjbQt4VC_UepfCzFPytl3-vs36CShXCHohJPgjftchU-zC9d58I2m7kV1GP_QSmu5bOOR_ExGXxE_ZE/s400/DSC_0347.JPG" border="0" />Julia playing the blues for baby Rose.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503259918648258370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBNqUCqO6PkRqG2uRWX17RSOjmxXpG79DgmHjchXdTUnZyUzYZA1K0CLWTp0So0CH7xgJN3uyLwCkzvJDewUvs3oxHrUMTEc9NhNIvchp7ZhueefbItl-gk4gFhVqO3RIZQQz4r1CcrB4/s400/DSC_0351.JPG" border="0" />My little glamour girl</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-70259759546100442572010-07-25T19:36:00.000-07:002010-07-25T21:48:49.020-07:00<div align="center"> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498046478025081282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjujiKWUY9SteKuRQNqep2jP0r8W2PgRq-dTHX3Kdw-obDn4I73dH8T_YLZ3s9qKLCz0sKN20hwPkTZhZsUJ8K3hhInINpc8I0kx4qAcXT_R6hyphenhyphenSBT3pYC5KHvtFwrzYkVVZ5AvL0OupjI/s400/DSC_0319.JPG" border="0" />Julia and I at baby Rose's first birthday party! (More pictures soon....) She loves the water and is pretty brave. After the party was over, I asked her what her favorite part of the birthday party was and her first answer was the birthday cake and then second was the swimming pool. We all had a great time celebrating this sweet baby girl's first year!<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAIlgIMC_WBn7PdqbE5rvvoFaPe_qVlclWOk1swkvjit6bjlJ8MH77uPzIjsrbblvHe1fwRPh5bjB_M68K91CWdQrNRywv5EnWWKJT5w8WNwAbPQ2g_Mhbt-CfoKmoVugXNVYRqVgm6J0/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498057715498100082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAIlgIMC_WBn7PdqbE5rvvoFaPe_qVlclWOk1swkvjit6bjlJ8MH77uPzIjsrbblvHe1fwRPh5bjB_M68K91CWdQrNRywv5EnWWKJT5w8WNwAbPQ2g_Mhbt-CfoKmoVugXNVYRqVgm6J0/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" /></a> I wanted to post this picture of Julia and John because of the tshirt that John is wearing. My Mom helped Julia make this finger painted shirt, with glitter paint, for John for Father's Day. My Mom forgets that John has very few wardrobe rules and will wear this shirt anywhere proudly! So, if you see John in a bar somewhere playing his guitar, don't be surprised if you see him in his autographed glitter paint t-shirt.</div><div> </div><div>John and I got a much needed vacation/work trip to Portland, Maine last week. We had a great time and loved wandering through the art museum, long sushi lunches, even longer fine dining at dinner, and walks around the town. Had a good time hanging out with my boss and his wife too. They are wonderful people and I am very lucky to get to work with them both and to know them! Thanks to Jee Jee and Paw Paw for keeping Julia and giving her four fun-filled days. John and I missed her so much and my mouth was literally watering when we landed in Memphis. I couldn't wait to get my hands on her!<br /><br /><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyafLe1IDkaPE9LZzlVeIJIz0mfLDSs20YuewdQ4OXaq3Q3D9FyeoYonga4AD-uEpMmPABqyD-wle6_GgpmTAsr8O2nLGRl_gHXx0vHSv40CSzMMBuFYLETmzxbTDmJ0nGHu-5A4Oj8Y0/s1600/DSC_0317.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498046469478313506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyafLe1IDkaPE9LZzlVeIJIz0mfLDSs20YuewdQ4OXaq3Q3D9FyeoYonga4AD-uEpMmPABqyD-wle6_GgpmTAsr8O2nLGRl_gHXx0vHSv40CSzMMBuFYLETmzxbTDmJ0nGHu-5A4Oj8Y0/s400/DSC_0317.JPG" border="0" /></a> Julia napping with TONS of books in her bed. She reads them all before she falls asleep. We love standing outside of her door and listening. <br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcCuUp_qqvOe0UAZ7_yrHLhxoJC0RL5sFpFKobnWCxvgrPTPh_OlEcqN1A2fbJTTi4MgsVA_QDefcBvlwpB7vII10jEu_zP4adFjIwjOed63dgsK-14xR9WS7isy67akW9UKmwY2SNw00/s1600/DSC_0315.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498046455419236946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcCuUp_qqvOe0UAZ7_yrHLhxoJC0RL5sFpFKobnWCxvgrPTPh_OlEcqN1A2fbJTTi4MgsVA_QDefcBvlwpB7vII10jEu_zP4adFjIwjOed63dgsK-14xR9WS7isy67akW9UKmwY2SNw00/s400/DSC_0315.JPG" border="0" /></a>I decided to make home-made dill pickles after I was inspired by my Aunt Jane. Julia was a big help, but not as big of a help as my Mom. It's a two man job! We have to wait 30 days to let the flavors settle in and I can't wait to try them!</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498046467581335522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtnFvKEyM8tUeUvoolvvcMumeRAq37HQH_8mwYlozcmUGqz-HzQ6zn4qzvTU09Z2CLuU9zSoprohD8wFhQVrxJhaN2tkWDbRfdXSVw9YRAMvtLWtHIYeho6xRXLHUZGrSzs2w2qlC_s5w/s400/DSC_0316.JPG" border="0" />Here's the finished product. I have enough pickles in my pantry to feed an army!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498057746439483330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4XnnKyEszyVW3WdFFn53HNbXJvBDGgb6wPmJyLsIJmoFM3gRKm34ZuDywF_pOr5OItHa8HBw4Z95Iua3OCVoZSjwe7n3PM6qVdNbK69TKhmoOOneJsj9sz0CvOiBRnN0ONJaowrFHXWw/s400/DSC_0300.JPG" border="0" />We had a low key 4th of July. Here's Julia throwing poppers. She had a big time with them!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498057740865871026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxsGy_VIBVp2GT-xCU6lI67ne5QArZLMjmnnpSM-CjwXLK3fduiy2HdHevKq3Ho_VLSpCNhYhnOBNKQ3T32XXmtjXR1tX_OeOYjHTQGwKfkcp0XPyy-WUC3BwLirtpEAoUtnXGxf40Z7E/s400/DSC_0306.JPG" border="0" />The leftovers from all the poppers! Thank you Aunt Jane!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498057731973046466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDqfN9HqZzK5qZkatIehc5JH3VurIdBkTfTl9WvTYtlsHb6LkMVn0WPY8C0wuDcFWwzcMiA5XZuOZst-RMGI44dLhUy7tpyHHRXBh-3BLKvn1yxlHweE6mxJeYC1EA5Oe9LTzXg7K3-S0/s400/DSC_0297.JPG" border="0" />Aunt Jane (who is about to experience not one, but TWO grandchildren very soon!) and Julia! I can't wait to meet my two new cousins!!!!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-15506337821101196212010-07-05T14:23:00.000-07:002010-07-05T20:44:01.799-07:00Maine Memories<div align="center">Julia and I just returned from a very happy and memorable vacation to Bar Harbor, Maine. This trip was one of my all time favorites. Even though I had visited this same house and town five years ago, having Julia around makes everything so much more fun!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490540475748625442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7qxeDYwPzDVCLxibjqadufuYW1xjDjbFwQsEgg2SWSxPLvBo5S48Uu-KuKioQUaulqZk9f6KabA97xWUFIuoE68kcXHF4GKOZbYj6lhRPpTOf0T0JpmfovyFWoeG02aqnYJlSoPAVixg/s400/DSC_0085.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490540441959178818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqodB0XT9OIRwCZeN18CnnrlEiIfivNW2NtVO77haHGpr0HzSsbag8o1aAS0G3bvnPcVCFwZr8AUx8_AIIoWZmJ88tuVHz3IB250gIE3cKfG9CZ7Wy9mITuGUBHSsd6cEwNSYWt38ItNw/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" /> Here's Julia seeing the ocean for the very first time.<br /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490540466567379746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy0eVhgjDK4Dm7amvkIM610JDYoPlNjyr0ivMD-5372OBjc3jTXb-UcHfYLbon5XphLzLUp8f0Y0lOjVDbctrlSZLRzyIESspOPEGnzgiwfd2_LmcnN669icuF0IA99kpLiZFGvskdh-E/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" />Feeling the cold water for the first time!<br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDttkLbODHASOkL06u-zXFMqKaZJtJhv8fXjDKOPN_jCP-Gpjk1NnZtmlx083W-FwUin8-u0xASZNHzr7A0i8DZmoi4cSL2QHgGaenN4-7WgbxVR9HoFTS-jAn9dJrCUmXqyXhrheuSOk/s1600/DSC_0275.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490608219398365714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDttkLbODHASOkL06u-zXFMqKaZJtJhv8fXjDKOPN_jCP-Gpjk1NnZtmlx083W-FwUin8-u0xASZNHzr7A0i8DZmoi4cSL2QHgGaenN4-7WgbxVR9HoFTS-jAn9dJrCUmXqyXhrheuSOk/s400/DSC_0275.JPG" border="0" /></a>Making silly faces<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMVteDC83mZQJ_rWRdGGhNc8xHfU1og6GhvebrLrm_hhwMrSFfObFzvcBtmz4vWnQ9m6Ap-GLKY5GOxj1Mtpabijh88GcfDxntaAq1HpuEbTkW6hEbZQu16Z6UNTaSmlA0A0xZw4V7_4o/s1600/DSC_0256.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490608212329695410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMVteDC83mZQJ_rWRdGGhNc8xHfU1og6GhvebrLrm_hhwMrSFfObFzvcBtmz4vWnQ9m6Ap-GLKY5GOxj1Mtpabijh88GcfDxntaAq1HpuEbTkW6hEbZQu16Z6UNTaSmlA0A0xZw4V7_4o/s400/DSC_0256.JPG" border="0" /></a> Nothing like feet in the sand</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490597571218559634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiW0oThq7uQyvBqF41_UvdzLTsNXwJQ3kD4pbVcVvGmq0zNTfiX6R36DXDh5G4V2bHjG8ekzIm9HtRYxeBXIu1bufeR8iAMI7m0IpQYfIiT15ogtPaUi6ahkXocP1jhmHezMIE4lC0rpE/s400/DSC_0197.JPG" border="0" />We went to a sandy beach in Acadia National Park. The first thing Julia did was hit the ground and rolled! Over and over again. She laughed the entire time and had a mouth (and head) full of sand! There were people there who were taking pictures of her and videotaping because of her very unique reaction to the sand.</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490597587958842642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjASBBmH8ogCt78AJ-LLwAD0n4m3GSIQZj0jwan6DRDw-ItoB3dpzKr1sEBypC6-8Sy9a57PnNFRwSidVRYMtvqsNC7mOHjl-lNwqiIr_jGb5xME96Lqf_RMMTLOu7gFvU6xsy2FcwNdZ8/s400/DSC_0211.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBNGiIHq1hnAFshYopQzgsXTe0m1wn-RhQqycAH8g0-Ftkah3h-iitZE0bMR_SCEx4ssBOERz_43DdNZSay_tlsBb415g85LPfk7pC6p4TSMUhlJ3Jt_2FAiNNkErZ6f5wKXhaemZYMCA/s1600/DSC_0204.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490608199912026258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBNGiIHq1hnAFshYopQzgsXTe0m1wn-RhQqycAH8g0-Ftkah3h-iitZE0bMR_SCEx4ssBOERz_43DdNZSay_tlsBb415g85LPfk7pC6p4TSMUhlJ3Jt_2FAiNNkErZ6f5wKXhaemZYMCA/s400/DSC_0204.JPG" border="0" /></a> Julia and Daniel digging and talking.</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490597564058605634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDkx9wCAtm8-VUN4WqpJxPbprR8j9i8Wquauv8WM7QEq_Ha5IACaCvZ8KEpv0priXinwM3GdUU0b3xuos-ZkFSmSvlZkS57jqs64CMKXMUQo4a6fYHzbXf-HSH8wyuIwpHDDPVvMQErIc/s400/DSC_0194.JPG" border="0" />Cute Julia....<br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490608223537587218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixWwLHBr_GH5vlGNv5icqtLpN6lBaR10zaBEdKuaglvqTPh5dW2UtU0KdezrgPB7zQz040DchCtXDwYihPvguF64l7n0_yZX52-C5s71UULLW4R744MP-nkm4iJiOpdwMH4TW-z1SUtOM/s400/DSC_0277.JPG" border="0" />Most of the pictures that I have of her involve a lot of sand. Usually on her face. We have been back in Arkansas for several days, and I am still washing sand out of her hair!<br /><br /></div><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjylEJmw22lfRT7vyg53IoD5yWDwD9bElI1VnMBF2KTb3KgeGOQs1PHwJdSIw18SosERWQzzdcLSlLu84VijS0iIc9p4DLf_p_ndqDZrEo5YZZKpzFZz1fjoLb0HHcNmmYh-WmBi8kFjeM/s1600/DSC_0187.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490597556395682354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjylEJmw22lfRT7vyg53IoD5yWDwD9bElI1VnMBF2KTb3KgeGOQs1PHwJdSIw18SosERWQzzdcLSlLu84VijS0iIc9p4DLf_p_ndqDZrEo5YZZKpzFZz1fjoLb0HHcNmmYh-WmBi8kFjeM/s400/DSC_0187.JPG" border="0" /></a> Taking a hike at Acadia and throwing some leaves.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihH9xulKwnL4kxBesXzGyXQaclG9Ah4aEONbZjK1MDZYbRoR33FBfqxi_MYWPodAu1rbQ_aE8OfbHjzrMCuoQqwAulThaWeS24pSZirOBnBVo2m3c9X7qLLlP6W29NUG9MvNC1SOB-uhg/s1600/DSC_0184.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490597544032957970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihH9xulKwnL4kxBesXzGyXQaclG9Ah4aEONbZjK1MDZYbRoR33FBfqxi_MYWPodAu1rbQ_aE8OfbHjzrMCuoQqwAulThaWeS24pSZirOBnBVo2m3c9X7qLLlP6W29NUG9MvNC1SOB-uhg/s400/DSC_0184.JPG" border="0" /></a> They found a rock to slide down.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0VZThevq7AwWaX2mMsn_3hHZGt7AQAoVmahQrka-BFyR5_L1tgrxTPiSWGCBYY2__86h8e6BKNkOGvUAZxcBmtddSWo4YYXljTfl4wqLd0Dw82TYE2wheOJ8Wa-weXQNWW_SAoBPSFAg/s1600/DSC_0169.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490562763682440066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0VZThevq7AwWaX2mMsn_3hHZGt7AQAoVmahQrka-BFyR5_L1tgrxTPiSWGCBYY2__86h8e6BKNkOGvUAZxcBmtddSWo4YYXljTfl4wqLd0Dw82TYE2wheOJ8Wa-weXQNWW_SAoBPSFAg/s400/DSC_0169.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is a couple of days worth of sea combing. There is lots of sea glass on the beach behind the house where we stayed. All of us spent hours searching for it on the beach. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhShRiJoUHzCGmNTkSnl5jsfXiNC7c7RSo1y9ZAzG5ssvVA9qb6RKb-9-Pc6YjkkId7m-DFkW86taQSp_b0wxg9TFc6ojSoRr_NuN86DsgDwLcuU-ElHFl6FYl8yJdnTsipgaFjE9GtR_o/s1600/DSC_0166.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490562754891187906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhShRiJoUHzCGmNTkSnl5jsfXiNC7c7RSo1y9ZAzG5ssvVA9qb6RKb-9-Pc6YjkkId7m-DFkW86taQSp_b0wxg9TFc6ojSoRr_NuN86DsgDwLcuU-ElHFl6FYl8yJdnTsipgaFjE9GtR_o/s400/DSC_0166.JPG" border="0" /></a> Julia, Mattie and Daniel having a picnic in the den.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9CZv27eZz7eoZC_WoujrT1y5c-QB-LRlWHI_Ds6SoZKjHQU0qysjoMdMVwnR55opu_GqG7rTM-a8QXd4KFkim6gokruaZB8YMBN2MSDle8AD-dRNXZgnlPzifxjKwOp1kQfOcJWueDKs/s1600/DSC_0164.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490562749040731186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9CZv27eZz7eoZC_WoujrT1y5c-QB-LRlWHI_Ds6SoZKjHQU0qysjoMdMVwnR55opu_GqG7rTM-a8QXd4KFkim6gokruaZB8YMBN2MSDle8AD-dRNXZgnlPzifxjKwOp1kQfOcJWueDKs/s400/DSC_0164.JPG" border="0" /></a>Standing beside a whale skull at a small university in Bar Harbor. The only major there is ecology. They had a neat museum and the kids loved it.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYqtm83q1v6xh9a_ph4duqvHgNUPiq1f3K20Q_b4UnZIysquv-QdeBm003SkXYA6GM-jpklwvjgvP-MizXpWldBva0DGNqcpZaeDzAZ54pAe7P50GZElYj3RDLkrIMHVZb4-ADaSfffM8/s1600/DSC_0162.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490562738344879906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYqtm83q1v6xh9a_ph4duqvHgNUPiq1f3K20Q_b4UnZIysquv-QdeBm003SkXYA6GM-jpklwvjgvP-MizXpWldBva0DGNqcpZaeDzAZ54pAe7P50GZElYj3RDLkrIMHVZb4-ADaSfffM8/s400/DSC_0162.JPG" border="0" /></a>Julia taking a break to color her daddy a picture at the museum.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjavyVwow9MF-WTernih3kGzzngzsoqz04tBi6_ESsNbzKwvE8VzAfzNY3L29cBj7Vm_vuNpobQve9iLMSiu3ulH1CBdPsHfs14xkY3LNojR0_-4PI4_UVL_ZUvF08GtPyObHQ5AvSM8BQ/s1600/DSC_0160.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490562729744601954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjavyVwow9MF-WTernih3kGzzngzsoqz04tBi6_ESsNbzKwvE8VzAfzNY3L29cBj7Vm_vuNpobQve9iLMSiu3ulH1CBdPsHfs14xkY3LNojR0_-4PI4_UVL_ZUvF08GtPyObHQ5AvSM8BQ/s400/DSC_0160.JPG" border="0" /></a>Keeping us cracked up<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCaH_leveSIkHZqO5mxc7afjvFGtRSdBMcEdDlQ3LziQL7hTFguo6Miv_-OPTRmrMC-bIiqxzzpcZPeLGhBYSccBPJM4vKD93uDQOg2pZewI2Pyvi_qwSQYbK3G4yZnElcdWRxTjM7zGQ/s1600/DSC_0155.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490554847883230706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCaH_leveSIkHZqO5mxc7afjvFGtRSdBMcEdDlQ3LziQL7hTFguo6Miv_-OPTRmrMC-bIiqxzzpcZPeLGhBYSccBPJM4vKD93uDQOg2pZewI2Pyvi_qwSQYbK3G4yZnElcdWRxTjM7zGQ/s400/DSC_0155.JPG" border="0" /></a> Julia and Daniel entertaining us with a puppet show.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiymaLdVcuLvV2oO9VL5P39-arYJkTc4LWweiNx9ZaOA8hSm-7uiqtSTNkg6tKgX9Xk8ymQcVf9bKP_8yEQNcF7Yj5JtbpM7s-NwX9SJWyRI18XaDuFJc-0z-yulyjuWsUvA3LgxtdtRrU/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490554833091434898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiymaLdVcuLvV2oO9VL5P39-arYJkTc4LWweiNx9ZaOA8hSm-7uiqtSTNkg6tKgX9Xk8ymQcVf9bKP_8yEQNcF7Yj5JtbpM7s-NwX9SJWyRI18XaDuFJc-0z-yulyjuWsUvA3LgxtdtRrU/s400/DSC_0146.JPG" border="0" /></a>They also had a touch tank with lots of live sea creatures that you could pick up. Julia loved touching the live starfish.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUO69mnrcMDzL0ANzSROA2lI93O4nBIKwMzDR5CccORAX0NWByMYZJHZD-gXr4jlS5_OqHKFJhNzpc3BvOrd7vCFlgD9EuSa8I2m-PGlbzQQwo9VGfYo3X0xj_JGkvVQX1A743jCbdMuM/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490554823995708322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUO69mnrcMDzL0ANzSROA2lI93O4nBIKwMzDR5CccORAX0NWByMYZJHZD-gXr4jlS5_OqHKFJhNzpc3BvOrd7vCFlgD9EuSa8I2m-PGlbzQQwo9VGfYo3X0xj_JGkvVQX1A743jCbdMuM/s400/DSC_0123.JPG" border="0" /></a>Just had to post this picture of me telling Julia to "look up and smile!" HA!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCtTfS971yjGIC51lzXaP45K0wGFhHMXSRpj7TtILfU5bUMjrVrCxAlOzoDeeNFWS2RnyunqT8f0hzfD2Tx7Klo8g-QRVm435U1LhwXSXYyJex0NSKN39-IGMgd-4Y2TXFhHkW7VYSsfA/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490554811182115314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCtTfS971yjGIC51lzXaP45K0wGFhHMXSRpj7TtILfU5bUMjrVrCxAlOzoDeeNFWS2RnyunqT8f0hzfD2Tx7Klo8g-QRVm435U1LhwXSXYyJex0NSKN39-IGMgd-4Y2TXFhHkW7VYSsfA/s400/DSC_0124.JPG" border="0" /></a>The towns in Maine are very quaint, with bakeries, home made ice cream, neat little coffee shops, and this cute New England style library.</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIe8Mw9mRVQM8abtYQTDV5LzgHymfM3Wz4vSjxgye5SO67AWf4VfI6K2fWWXQRtu1398LAZxsfMLb2Ov7jyX2H1kZRKgvMKjvRU9Jzole2iCFSptq_KBuIddQKoRA-yAPhaJC4d2Yu608/s1600/DSC_0120.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490554792325168226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIe8Mw9mRVQM8abtYQTDV5LzgHymfM3Wz4vSjxgye5SO67AWf4VfI6K2fWWXQRtu1398LAZxsfMLb2Ov7jyX2H1kZRKgvMKjvRU9Jzole2iCFSptq_KBuIddQKoRA-yAPhaJC4d2Yu608/s400/DSC_0120.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6SvB0hymcX3hPn7B_KHOeaTx80XR59Rs1as9jBzanQmBfnWvsK7cow1ow4Jn86-TWJXGFzf9o6mW8toW73Ray2_vRTVZ7620_yDvI9e-YIum4IyF6EszfDMND1YHRtnNlOlhcc3df6N4/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490545568664757282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6SvB0hymcX3hPn7B_KHOeaTx80XR59Rs1as9jBzanQmBfnWvsK7cow1ow4Jn86-TWJXGFzf9o6mW8toW73Ray2_vRTVZ7620_yDvI9e-YIum4IyF6EszfDMND1YHRtnNlOlhcc3df6N4/s400/DSC_0108.JPG" border="0" /></a> Julia having fun<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpQlQoX4m9PtRjkc20BzCOcV5zxYBdaGAamsGZ_-pfricuxu74IbTwmdJCvrVwZq0eylrL37RnMhmIr2MlwGPXYzw4gSp4uMpGbv8Jyz8Cu1w_kk2jmWaeFvrD_3qo_rF-IJICjWdD7Bo/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490545549364876482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpQlQoX4m9PtRjkc20BzCOcV5zxYBdaGAamsGZ_-pfricuxu74IbTwmdJCvrVwZq0eylrL37RnMhmIr2MlwGPXYzw4gSp4uMpGbv8Jyz8Cu1w_kk2jmWaeFvrD_3qo_rF-IJICjWdD7Bo/s400/DSC_0098.JPG" border="0" /></a>Our hostesses....Mary Katherine with Daniel and Mattie<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmd0unQGnAbvyc4x9Na2AAVJHrBZSmjEsaqG3oH2kafjAiW8mWX9v_EFqC3JU2V63vbFZ5b_EBKd12udi10jpcUuXLmfnxTyQ26_cI5udLgtW3sZ3As_cKxcbNfE_WC1a52GqFd2Rq3JQ/s1600/DSC_0095.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490545534048889794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmd0unQGnAbvyc4x9Na2AAVJHrBZSmjEsaqG3oH2kafjAiW8mWX9v_EFqC3JU2V63vbFZ5b_EBKd12udi10jpcUuXLmfnxTyQ26_cI5udLgtW3sZ3As_cKxcbNfE_WC1a52GqFd2Rq3JQ/s400/DSC_0095.JPG" border="0" /></a>What we had for dinner.....every night. And even some mornings, we would have lobster omelets! Yum. I made the mistake of feeding Julia some lobster the very first night we were there. Of course, she LOVED it and wouldn't touch her chicken strips after she had a bite dipped in butter. Who could blame her?<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWCeTKZLZhKmkBPlH4Ef50da1KvM4dECIwxVbWXo7fyBFkM2TnvalP9j37WKIiV234Concwnwa_Jo8EnBDGDUS2fXVrI2OnLhnKLxhi-D30fHqT0JpkNJfykcUtzMc1kcQIsXNu6TcmUM/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490545519516402466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWCeTKZLZhKmkBPlH4Ef50da1KvM4dECIwxVbWXo7fyBFkM2TnvalP9j37WKIiV234Concwnwa_Jo8EnBDGDUS2fXVrI2OnLhnKLxhi-D30fHqT0JpkNJfykcUtzMc1kcQIsXNu6TcmUM/s400/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" /></a>The back of the house that we stayed in. This is the view from the beach.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490623472091647426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEeXPi2r3C0gGwlBjcduGGxcO-XGnDLGlm7NieQyvLsImae4LhEzCsuFxzb53UTO2aygfux2HRItB0y14MjZVhHRWl4sffYea-UkG1zgTe9h9KHDD84ENJQQHDSRNsdPiWsYIIjCAuCoE/s400/DSC_0283.JPG" border="0" />This is the view of the beach from the inside of the house. It was an amazing sight to wake up to every morning.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxnCn-vgqV8vNlsKImUZjIeFRsJtIMgxwtVBUtatntijlxz4peJaTmLxfPXFee-aU-SQQqmzn03dnEkC81PpUEl9Ha6VR0l8dH8iEdvmwQu6I3aFCtPV0nNng9VPZvC_ppglY6N9SBAEo/s1600/DSC_0074.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490545499058438706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxnCn-vgqV8vNlsKImUZjIeFRsJtIMgxwtVBUtatntijlxz4peJaTmLxfPXFee-aU-SQQqmzn03dnEkC81PpUEl9Ha6VR0l8dH8iEdvmwQu6I3aFCtPV0nNng9VPZvC_ppglY6N9SBAEo/s400/DSC_0074.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9rwwgIhxzwA_yFh4GHabqrIKNwoYJgiSMyvYdgx-L6o0I1it8MwHRmOUogi4NCcR9b5K_MN0E1B48OzOs0XtdYYMjtf2JspnhjWvfR8KompGPK5gpTOtPv0G3p9K_CE6gAr5fALoxJlw/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490540447017979458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9rwwgIhxzwA_yFh4GHabqrIKNwoYJgiSMyvYdgx-L6o0I1it8MwHRmOUogi4NCcR9b5K_MN0E1B48OzOs0XtdYYMjtf2JspnhjWvfR8KompGPK5gpTOtPv0G3p9K_CE6gAr5fALoxJlw/s400/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mattie set up this neat <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">little</span> sea glass "store" on the beach. She would search for sea glass and then put it in shells. She would sell it for 50 cents per shell. What a bargain!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490623482950537122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgalZZBMMmnQJT97Vlene21aBt1ZGVnAqa-cT9kwd9HFc4FxyqJcqG2rcCD43Mf9cRxrODi_oAsJKZ1yH6q0k9Mb-X_ew9RuV_rQLJx3jz7LZJNb5GSPyTWhT1S8Cqfv7jOulkvkOmby-4/s400/DSC_0295.JPG" border="0" />Another night's dinner.</div><div> </div><div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490608192444728242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeFR1OGXiH9TzUmiBGgnJOxn0WOtaX07-Ds_vpG7XSvtSrczVsRlTRDaIzhpavpLp-l4WpRSx9_RzelEIhtXuTnFkCWdkECRr8JZaL-mLUhMxa53c2OJqhNgmlSGZc6z3io-uqUiRAHxg/s400/DSC_0233.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div><p align="center">Maine is an amazing place. I am so grateful to have had the experience!</p>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-41259467901182379942010-06-19T20:34:00.000-07:002010-06-20T09:14:21.995-07:00Lovn' Summer!<div align="center"> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484717152923879650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGRf2D4KNARFv8QzERITLcY8Kgr-6lVxQ0bmflvXxnAdVu2VdgMwMzLH9HN1n_26iq67Ow0mIGtS7xkcH-6wsuRT1GTl-shk6gLD1Ag5S_TdcuFvaS3HlVe40BtIcdz62bTHrVuh_CQ8g/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" />Julia got a new pool at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Jee</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Jee</span> and Paw Paw's house. She loves playing in the water and calls getting in the sprinkler, "taking a shower!"</div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484717169236191234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyziL7F-Ie23n5MdoLPtr92b_8V_3lDIf1vunimExH2hjJC_9lKxe6qujA7aKdCRZFUPIKgloOyTVkZdWIefJ5ASSL-z08rDFEFTHgr2fIsqZjLFecetxH2QOe5qERUXh-o-h7nJ6A9hs/s400/DSC_0049.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484717143841370322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx8anzT_y5qUwUtqlEtt0350GasZLPO-dZ7KYcLoJuI7xPUQ-LoWcAvrCmW_ZAtaPIGYiXf4AvnGGfDrfj3Ea5W48u-DLClJaxLKkjXHHg83p35Y29UwxG1Jn6hLC4yeBVyI-d-VWsmKg/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" />We celebrated Father's Day at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Jee</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Jee</span> and Paw Paw's house. Julia happily announced, "Happy Valentine's Day" when she handed Paw Paw his gift!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7IO86ntDSHCv5IVdy7yOiRf4Ot8A1mD-vw_M1ZVchOavrt2DbqKoY6wmAv2Cx27F6xAiFB8DhdkJN_A5v7dexIe3QuAy7Y0oZGTZY5QE9Nd5MtsqAgHJdPeoQtrdzgwRuDm54-fnYSc4/s1600/DSC_0051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484717181211170658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7IO86ntDSHCv5IVdy7yOiRf4Ot8A1mD-vw_M1ZVchOavrt2DbqKoY6wmAv2Cx27F6xAiFB8DhdkJN_A5v7dexIe3QuAy7Y0oZGTZY5QE9Nd5MtsqAgHJdPeoQtrdzgwRuDm54-fnYSc4/s400/DSC_0051.JPG" border="0" /></a> Juicy Julia loving a juicy strawberry. I think she could eat a gallon a day!<br /><div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484697277789990466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRVS05iasJQOTpzy80mwA_aIEQlpHiHEYWzJdngoYZ29WbAX8RZDm1aEZBeVCq2YHWIMkQNqem0D6JfZSthBwiMtlUymm0DJsk348hx7EGzsT1_Bpsszy4TUA6HQdlE2AoJo_10nGnyqE/s400/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" />Fun at home.<br /><br /><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQHvPcFu7clFwaQB3t5jWFEV2hxgMs6HdQSz2gskmEUWEQJB7gcJFgOz0Vu7cqhCmepHJHG7h-J1RLvA5-umC0mdWjW9312vVkAyhBhaipEzHo-3SQ0TLpgfMUpmtVOmR6SrbN6OsKBU0/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484697311240339090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQHvPcFu7clFwaQB3t5jWFEV2hxgMs6HdQSz2gskmEUWEQJB7gcJFgOz0Vu7cqhCmepHJHG7h-J1RLvA5-umC0mdWjW9312vVkAyhBhaipEzHo-3SQ0TLpgfMUpmtVOmR6SrbN6OsKBU0/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" /></a> All of this from my delicious garden. Ha...I so wish. Our Wynne Farmer's market is my favorite stop after work on a Tuesday afternoon. I am going to try not to market it too much because I don't want to give away Wynne's best kept secret. I'll just say all of this, plus a dozen country eggs, for less than $7. WOW!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC1vncc449hm4v1preUJFtvRSgZtJsDaQ295dmo43IlAJhQ0vKlYVZqeNAYYO3rHMIcnzbCg1QQPth1XV5zFJS_nr9CABhFfd6da2Vg57QiNWaSpCA2U_rwpw8V4ywdLmUlHYb5QB5n_I/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484697304682884322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC1vncc449hm4v1preUJFtvRSgZtJsDaQ295dmo43IlAJhQ0vKlYVZqeNAYYO3rHMIcnzbCg1QQPth1XV5zFJS_nr9CABhFfd6da2Vg57QiNWaSpCA2U_rwpw8V4ywdLmUlHYb5QB5n_I/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" /></a> I went to pick <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">blueberries</span> one night and had a hard time keeping a little hand out of them while I was putting it in freezer bags.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484697322369627570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlGEveEFHjZqHeJVLXX5sfg9Pw-bxHeqleihEDBNhkbSo-r_31zpa4bMLucmXGNWC8eq_e2zSNz4S6x3bkXqmXLGw_TaZc5wgoT4Nb9nbgEwHoS3zHP0cDunvSldbYEbwKCuvC-ojHiFA/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" />Julia has been having a good time going to the summer reading program at the library. They have story time and a craft every week. This week, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Jee</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Jee</span> took Julia and she made this "art <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">wrok</span>." The fruit loops are the rainbow, cotton balls are clouds and then the sunshine. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA3zQ_oOTy8Z94TClfGqQEiDJyi95TgSGyflVvIRP7ntIErAT-NMwLfzbkPkn2J_No5SBKXoJzrjbap7U4aYcx-65RB0-u0fm5VDqPHbplvvpj95eCTN9lXBRk6KBv9vPGFXAGj8NyGTg/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484697292732560418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA3zQ_oOTy8Z94TClfGqQEiDJyi95TgSGyflVvIRP7ntIErAT-NMwLfzbkPkn2J_No5SBKXoJzrjbap7U4aYcx-65RB0-u0fm5VDqPHbplvvpj95eCTN9lXBRk6KBv9vPGFXAGj8NyGTg/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" /></a> I think the summer reading program is working to encourage reading. John and I have spent literally HOURS of reading to Julia the past few weeks. She will sit still and read for an hour or more at a time. Makes me very happy!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484717189351489810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgScVEj50Y8MHbcMm8oUlEOL8nb_jVL9BBSMbGMtCPkwtchg-ZcZj02OtCuu57HgzE6C4Whuvs5Wvlwzw-UKcnkIFodB6hrcS658JZDwO0jK4LT5Jdy8txVZJ8PdQpTNcAfIIs319TX_wQ/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" />Silly Julia, keeps us smiling and so happy!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-62270259009095714322010-06-14T20:09:00.001-07:002010-06-14T20:11:40.997-07:00A Conversation with Julia<div align="center">Julia's building something with her blocks and I asked her, "Are you building a castle Julia?" She says, "No Mommy, I'm building a architecture." Um......okay.</div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5409905306505627038.post-50288651695280552102010-06-12T20:54:00.000-07:002010-06-13T10:36:32.776-07:00Farmfest 2010<div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482106704795561010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioq6Ya6wti2CK7uGG-uIWNqXhjSUGHlgJ1x9Y1Xnqp6Lp1HmDG-UrCC_QAB2ZUENtaQhcWB1fSCmSJ5_RfxQ_j-dMCtyegQ1sURCycWTbO5B_gAWcivpIBsp1uNBKaoehKwPolk2Bipa8/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" />We had a great time at Wynne's Farmfest this year! Thursday night was armband night where we could ride all the rides we wanted. Julia loved the cars the best. We probably rode this at least 7 or 8 times! Here's Sol and Julia!</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs0yA0pxqpIe7GNYi6EFZIL8W55q2Xx7zfJJeepin68ja0Zu3Lc0JqVdB5xcSOSkacy-c00gFJUIKfaXKwVSczyv9YO3fd5likHhJNPrheyQu_-wP438r94IqJL0JsSbtGyK-NyvWSoCw/s1600/DSC_1053.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482261127111336514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs0yA0pxqpIe7GNYi6EFZIL8W55q2Xx7zfJJeepin68ja0Zu3Lc0JqVdB5xcSOSkacy-c00gFJUIKfaXKwVSczyv9YO3fd5likHhJNPrheyQu_-wP438r94IqJL0JsSbtGyK-NyvWSoCw/s400/DSC_1053.JPG" /></a><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482106712415438498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUjF5xrTyuOhn3BLhlbYSgPR_4KbGkJ-_gDPcqvq4xTtVXzZU1WjMzQIHlCuh_lI-jhKLjXPrCdh8ecxPwhUOmYWSyg3YaT38xUdXNZiuo6Srs3k1gwOD1Alu10Y8orFFEWxJF3RVL_TQ/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" /> Becca snagged this little gem of a picture on the roller coaster. I called it the car wreck roller coaster because that's what I felt like I had experienced when we got off. Julia entertained with a very loud, hearty laugh the whole way!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmCfdth02Fqte65M9ZWZBxvV93OGjYw8Cg_VHjtdMXVM_PNqvIvFQ3mVELOcIfl4V8az4HM-mlInpy7RJ4bCiYQG87V52P0ilRtDrANiy543Mnw0fhj3gM3Kk17IM7OjxivLlSo0-TrL0/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482261092366261906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmCfdth02Fqte65M9ZWZBxvV93OGjYw8Cg_VHjtdMXVM_PNqvIvFQ3mVELOcIfl4V8az4HM-mlInpy7RJ4bCiYQG87V52P0ilRtDrANiy543Mnw0fhj3gM3Kk17IM7OjxivLlSo0-TrL0/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" /></a> Here's the Farmfest family of the year, minus baby Rose hanging out listening to some music. Thank you both for coordinating this huge event and for keeping this long time Wynne tradition going! It's a full circle moment for me to watch Julia having a good time at Farmfest. I remember looking so forward to it when I was a kid....it was like Christmas!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSp09M7vPYbbocFPGQBQ6yfsR9Kj2xdIVDmgPlveIuer8ShJCGfzAzxUStUYkcyll8mNt4-zXZ6MlUnD7o0f7pWPQ_THRvkYoDWgPNjc1wGMVdviHVlYxziJ2s60u4FRKPnwiMGCgaC-s/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482106749105403554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSp09M7vPYbbocFPGQBQ6yfsR9Kj2xdIVDmgPlveIuer8ShJCGfzAzxUStUYkcyll8mNt4-zXZ6MlUnD7o0f7pWPQ_THRvkYoDWgPNjc1wGMVdviHVlYxziJ2s60u4FRKPnwiMGCgaC-s/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" /></a>Heres Tara and sweet Emmy listening to some music on the courthouse lawn. We also went to Julia's first Redbirds baseball game Friday night with Tara, Emmy and John. It was a fireworks game and our girls loved them! Julia kept blankie wrapped around her head like Mary Magdalene to protect her ears from the loud pops! I was so glad my John got to go with us. He's been missing out on most of our weekend activities because of his music playing/work schedule. He's having fun (well, sometimes) getting to play music for a living even though it can be a rough schedule with lots of driving and crazy all night hours!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuDWXbNdX_MXhOD3jgmSGlOFLu2QWie8CYq8KKdKh9ar2EoO8FgwUD7s9tIWoIFfcwIXta_41j9DBpCeDoi7a3y639ig6zABzvMQpslGZq_b1JEKaqzbuskeOrAJ3szV2S9yTV3B6NeF8/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482106736416232450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuDWXbNdX_MXhOD3jgmSGlOFLu2QWie8CYq8KKdKh9ar2EoO8FgwUD7s9tIWoIFfcwIXta_41j9DBpCeDoi7a3y639ig6zABzvMQpslGZq_b1JEKaqzbuskeOrAJ3szV2S9yTV3B6NeF8/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" /></a> Julia eating her first snowcone! She kept saying, "Momma, this is a very special treat!"<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj1IOztAtkTmX9YzuqWBucYz09iXdhP89SbgAMr3MMgH_zN4d8QgZmI89z59WO1p6FVZ-oWGGPFV9qgOI1Lds8UmVTufqxR9BvtN8MiPtqh8NZpU7i_JYKSvPz_vCPE4LVAW-ZyQQ5oFM/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482106726020461378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj1IOztAtkTmX9YzuqWBucYz09iXdhP89SbgAMr3MMgH_zN4d8QgZmI89z59WO1p6FVZ-oWGGPFV9qgOI1Lds8UmVTufqxR9BvtN8MiPtqh8NZpU7i_JYKSvPz_vCPE4LVAW-ZyQQ5oFM/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" /></a> Taking a cool, much needed break from Farmfest inside the library.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482261101124210866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvIPO4OkHiGIHS0mRDHuCRp2dxDO4STPA5OFXTzER4Pr6K6a-Nefer-At_nIT4J92vZY8Y6p7MBglPfpEe4653mJbvoz5DalEkQNUvI2JHaZRLuIcuuquFs6v7lc93uopa1BCQGbYuwW8/s400/DSC_1051.JPG" /> Back at home, these popsicle breaks after dinner are becoming habitual. Julia and I like to go outside and sit on the deck with a popsicle and talk about our days. You just never know what Julia is going to say. She was telling me about the comode this morning and I couldn't make sense of what she was saying about it. Finally, I asked her to show me what she was talking about and she went and showed me the remote. Oh, should have know...the comode/remote. Close enough! </div><div></div><div>She also told me that she was building an architecture with her blocks this morning. Ha!<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482261107683054674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUMm14AVSsGTbkXg8KTozAAkE-qxemLt4sCTgwTBcx39dnpTmMZaFnVg801igoDz9vrA09nVtncPoyOj1RTdbdFoZx4Oi34hH1O5DQ5_n2LGH3aPtANj2etK6YJu1QO1xdWazlcJ3SAG8/s400/DSC_1052.JPG" /> Another first. Here's Julia's first drawings of something other than a circle. She drew these fish on the bathtub the other night. She drew the bodies first, then the tail, the eyes next and ended each drawing with curly hair....lol! Pretty good, huh?</div></div></div></div><br /></div>Joy Shepherdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04171792931368985550noreply@blogger.com0