<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766</id><updated>2012-02-18T07:04:44.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such is Life...</title><subtitle type='html'>The good, the bad, and the ugly</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>213</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-1620601739621007500</id><published>2011-09-28T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T22:34:46.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scott and I have been married for 6 years and never had a single professional picture taken.&amp;nbsp; Not&amp;nbsp;any newborn photos, no first birthday cake-smashing photoshoot. nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I know, we are completely lame.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For&amp;nbsp;the last&amp;nbsp;6 years, I kept waiting for the "perfect time".&amp;nbsp; A time when I wasn't pregnant, or trying to lose weight&amp;nbsp;after having a baby, or&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;time when Jack didn't have 5 stitches in his face.&amp;nbsp;I came to the realization recently&amp;nbsp;that it's not about capturing our family at the perfect time {because there isn't going to be a perfect time!}, but it's more about capturing our family&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;THIS time in our lives.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I did it.&amp;nbsp; I scheduled a photoshoot with Scott's brother Randy. Hilarious, right? Yeah, we had a photographer in the family the WHOLE time.&amp;nbsp; I know, I just became even more lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Randy specializes in the "Rustic" look, which I love.&amp;nbsp; He mostly takes&amp;nbsp;pictures of old buildings and cars...even sells them!&amp;nbsp;I can't wait to get these bad boys framed and hung!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33oSRNUZeZY/ToP8kTcIMrI/AAAAAAAAB1w/kV7feUO3Hi4/s1600/Pic+292+complete2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33oSRNUZeZY/ToP8kTcIMrI/AAAAAAAAB1w/kV7feUO3Hi4/s400/Pic+292+complete2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Man, we are one GOOD lookin' couple...{heehee}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mNiyQ-Vq-7g/ToP82nDPuEI/AAAAAAAAB2A/quZoKlTX9zM/s640/Pic+251+complete2.jpg" width="512" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZrYszeqGGo/ToP87Dhc1XI/AAAAAAAAB2E/cM4VrcxO5_g/s1600/Pic+237+complete.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZrYszeqGGo/ToP87Dhc1XI/AAAAAAAAB2E/cM4VrcxO5_g/s640/Pic+237+complete.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iwH90_XX71c/ToP8_L9_iwI/AAAAAAAAB2I/ts7vW18tL_I/s1600/Pic+262+complete.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iwH90_XX71c/ToP8_L9_iwI/AAAAAAAAB2I/ts7vW18tL_I/s640/Pic+262+complete.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this one of the kids...it perfectly captures some of the quirky things the kids do lately.&amp;nbsp; It's perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ke27YfheLFc/ToP9Eqh-P3I/AAAAAAAAB2M/cWq4NAykjVw/s1600/Pic+295+complete.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ke27YfheLFc/ToP9Eqh-P3I/AAAAAAAAB2M/cWq4NAykjVw/s400/Pic+295+complete.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-1620601739621007500?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/1620601739621007500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=1620601739621007500' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1620601739621007500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1620601739621007500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33oSRNUZeZY/ToP8kTcIMrI/AAAAAAAAB1w/kV7feUO3Hi4/s72-c/Pic+292+complete2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-195625020149424876</id><published>2011-09-12T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T22:54:41.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack started preschool today, which we were ALL excited for.&amp;nbsp; He loves school, and I love having a&amp;nbsp;few hours of "Bianca" time while Laney takes her afternoon nap.&amp;nbsp; It's a win-win for everyone involved!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As Jack gets older, I see more and more of his daddy coming through in his daily habits (his habitual eating for one).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I doubt anyone actually&amp;nbsp;knows this about Scotty, but he lays his clothes out every&amp;nbsp;night for work to make mornings run a little smoother.&amp;nbsp; I shouldn't have&amp;nbsp;been surprised when Jack picked up the same habit, carefully laying his clothes out every night in the hall or his bedroom.&amp;nbsp; He even tucks a pair of underwear underneath his pants, and a pair of socks inside his shoes.&amp;nbsp; The night before his first day of school was ESPECIALLY important.&amp;nbsp; Heehee, put&amp;nbsp;a smile on my face every time I walked by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HA0wT0-zRvw/Tm7h_HbXOCI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/QdJ7PfDPRIE/s1600/2011-09-11_22-13-53_398%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HA0wT0-zRvw/Tm7h_HbXOCI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/QdJ7PfDPRIE/s400/2011-09-11_22-13-53_398%255B1%255D.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two cute siblings﻿.&amp;nbsp; Man, I didn't realize how light Bianca's hair turned this summer...Her and Jack almost look like they have the same color hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-28fbWZElnqk/Tm7icDKehXI/AAAAAAAAB1U/N3gD6mP7pCI/s1600/2011-09-12_12-01-04_556%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-28fbWZElnqk/Tm7icDKehXI/AAAAAAAAB1U/N3gD6mP7pCI/s400/2011-09-12_12-01-04_556%255B1%255D.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ever-huge SpiderMan backpack...it looks GIANT on his petite little body (Yes, I realize that that was a redundant statement. deal with it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOqYYOtVTLc/Tm7ifSS2lKI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/Zk40iQ43VOM/s1600/2011-09-12_12-01-49_426%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOqYYOtVTLc/Tm7ifSS2lKI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/Zk40iQ43VOM/s640/2011-09-12_12-01-49_426%255B1%255D.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Diva in the background thought I was taking pictures of her...that little turkey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nKYxuRgGA-s/Tm7ihgBJjUI/AAAAAAAAB1c/bKQT6AZAZYQ/s1600/2011-09-12_12-01-20_954%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nKYxuRgGA-s/Tm7ihgBJjUI/AAAAAAAAB1c/bKQT6AZAZYQ/s400/2011-09-12_12-01-20_954%255B1%255D.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;million dollar smile.&amp;nbsp; This kid has "heart breaker" written ALL over him.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5vmvrmVr2tg/Tm7ik-RvR_I/AAAAAAAAB1g/Uj7TAL400Qw/s1600/2011-09-12_12-02-39_241%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5vmvrmVr2tg/Tm7ik-RvR_I/AAAAAAAAB1g/Uj7TAL400Qw/s640/2011-09-12_12-02-39_241%255B1%255D.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this sassy lady, there are no words for her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Mom, take a picture of my purse"﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-COCc6VduV7c/Tm7ino2_bdI/AAAAAAAAB1k/E0XwPhGYm8k/s1600/2011-09-12_12-02-47_275%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-COCc6VduV7c/Tm7ino2_bdI/AAAAAAAAB1k/E0XwPhGYm8k/s640/2011-09-12_12-02-47_275%255B1%255D.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hey Jack, give me one more smile for your big 1st day"﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y-NWtIUlEjQ/Tm7isNtDzYI/AAAAAAAAB1s/JKTCJMI8VwY/s1600/2011-09-12_12-05-00_566%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y-NWtIUlEjQ/Tm7isNtDzYI/AAAAAAAAB1s/JKTCJMI8VwY/s640/2011-09-12_12-05-00_566%255B1%255D.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"No, not that one you stinker...the&amp;nbsp;REAL one."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Yep, that's the money shot"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjmaLILicq4/Tm7iqNgrSYI/AAAAAAAAB1o/CwFBa8Tavf0/s1600/2011-09-12_12-05-32_78%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjmaLILicq4/Tm7iqNgrSYI/AAAAAAAAB1o/CwFBa8Tavf0/s640/2011-09-12_12-05-32_78%255B1%255D.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's to another fabulous school year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-195625020149424876?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/195625020149424876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=195625020149424876' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/195625020149424876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/195625020149424876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/09/preschool.html' title='Preschool!'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HA0wT0-zRvw/Tm7h_HbXOCI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/QdJ7PfDPRIE/s72-c/2011-09-11_22-13-53_398%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-4052781678457695350</id><published>2011-08-16T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T22:24:35.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another fish in the family...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In Utah, we discovered Laney's love for water {much like her fishy dad and brother}.&amp;nbsp; We visited the splash pad in Highland several times and Miss D couldn't get enough of all the squirting water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She tested the waters with the small spout but quickly became unamused...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp8oWcFIPZk/Tks76_sYRrI/AAAAAAAAB0o/3UfRzxLdPGs/s1600/July_1_123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp8oWcFIPZk/Tks76_sYRrI/AAAAAAAAB0o/3UfRzxLdPGs/s640/July_1_123.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On to bigger, better things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hzZzYS9Pg4s/Tks8T2z4f0I/AAAAAAAAB0w/zsCoHbTsu3Y/s1600/July_1_133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hzZzYS9Pg4s/Tks8T2z4f0I/AAAAAAAAB0w/zsCoHbTsu3Y/s640/July_1_133.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MwXVIZ8_90c/Tks88SzojLI/AAAAAAAAB04/r4SLtSyvS_Y/s1600/July_1_147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MwXVIZ8_90c/Tks88SzojLI/AAAAAAAAB04/r4SLtSyvS_Y/s640/July_1_147.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bianca was there too...sporting a sweet wedgie. I would be sporting a&amp;nbsp;wedgie&amp;nbsp;too if I had cute little buns like that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TgBHB1u_Mpk/Tks-OMsZIFI/AAAAAAAAB08/x_WP6K3DU-g/s1600/July_1_136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TgBHB1u_Mpk/Tks-OMsZIFI/AAAAAAAAB08/x_WP6K3DU-g/s400/July_1_136.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bianca wasn't nearly as adventurous as Laney.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think this girl could be any happier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZY8y1vKA6ak/TktA1TIZY4I/AAAAAAAAB1E/CX50VOi4Aag/s1600/July_1_162.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZY8y1vKA6ak/TktA1TIZY4I/AAAAAAAAB1E/CX50VOi4Aag/s640/July_1_162.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-4052781678457695350?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/4052781678457695350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=4052781678457695350' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/4052781678457695350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/4052781678457695350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/08/another-fish-in-family.html' title='Another fish in the family...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zp8oWcFIPZk/Tks76_sYRrI/AAAAAAAAB0o/3UfRzxLdPGs/s72-c/July_1_123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-6585457348162006040</id><published>2011-08-13T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T01:07:57.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 years ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A boy and girl got married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not kidding when I say "girl".&amp;nbsp; Just ask my mom, I was a CHILD...what&amp;nbsp;kind of&amp;nbsp;mother lets&amp;nbsp;her daughter get married at 19? I'm only kidding mom.&amp;nbsp; But seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vZwXQzgQRCQ/TkYmAyj3AqI/AAAAAAAABzo/hnufWiydVA8/s1600/D43H3452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vZwXQzgQRCQ/TkYmAyj3AqI/AAAAAAAABzo/hnufWiydVA8/s320/D43H3452.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if her daughter claims to be oh-so-mature. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Yc_JyZ6DJ0/TkYmLIXFRdI/AAAAAAAABzs/v8lNXXGlZKY/s1600/D43H3359.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Yc_JyZ6DJ0/TkYmLIXFRdI/AAAAAAAABzs/v8lNXXGlZKY/s320/D43H3359.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6 years ago we rented a 400 square foot apartment,&amp;nbsp;which was just enough room for 2 love birds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1sCcQv8VFwU/TkYmRYK9L7I/AAAAAAAABzw/EXDUUkt-QZQ/s1600/D43H3423.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1sCcQv8VFwU/TkYmRYK9L7I/AAAAAAAABzw/EXDUUkt-QZQ/s320/D43H3423.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6 years&amp;nbsp;ago we were both in school full time.&amp;nbsp; I was working&amp;nbsp;on a&amp;nbsp;bachelors in Psychology and Scotty was working&amp;nbsp;on a bachelors in Accounting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GuBaqjW4p9c/TkYmhVqt3fI/AAAAAAAABz0/9yQuoJduBk4/s1600/D43H3333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GuBaqjW4p9c/TkYmhVqt3fI/AAAAAAAABz0/9yQuoJduBk4/s320/D43H3333.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 years ago Scott and I were both working at the UPS Store, each making about $8 an hour.&amp;nbsp; Soon after we were married, he quit the UPS Store for a framing job paying TEN bucks an hour...livin' large at that point :)&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure our monthly overhead was only about $750,&amp;nbsp;but I was worried we weren't going to be able to make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LwpSTVU7d-0/TkYmo1uivcI/AAAAAAAABz4/ZU5jTRbCWjM/s1600/D43H3594.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LwpSTVU7d-0/TkYmo1uivcI/AAAAAAAABz4/ZU5jTRbCWjM/s320/D43H3594.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;6 years ago Scott had {a little}&amp;nbsp;more hair, and I had a few less pounds.&amp;nbsp; Just kidding hun, your hair is still&amp;nbsp;as thick and beautiful as it was the day we met. Love you babe. heehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O3XmFlJYXyg/TkYmwJWJC3I/AAAAAAAABz8/eYGuZi1dNm8/s1600/D43H3621.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O3XmFlJYXyg/TkYmwJWJC3I/AAAAAAAABz8/eYGuZi1dNm8/s320/D43H3621.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6 years later we have three {beautiful} healthy children. two bachelors degrees, an almost Masters degree, a home (that's bigger than 400 sq feet!), and two great jobs that thankfully pay more than $8 an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We feel blessed to live the lives we do.&amp;nbsp; Each day brings something new for us to tackle and something new to enjoy.&amp;nbsp; We laugh everyday, cry on occasion, and love the three little rugrats that rule our lives.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you, Handsome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-6585457348162006040?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/6585457348162006040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=6585457348162006040' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/6585457348162006040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/6585457348162006040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/08/6-years-ago.html' title='6 years ago...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vZwXQzgQRCQ/TkYmAyj3AqI/AAAAAAAABzo/hnufWiydVA8/s72-c/D43H3452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-9031980813202344344</id><published>2011-07-18T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T23:15:23.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Face painter extraordinaire!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have a myriad of unique and interesting professions in my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a brother-in-law who is a Funeral Director, a brother who is a Border Patrol Agent and paramedic, another brother who is the Assistant Superintendant at a golf course which includes some exciting things like picking off pesky rabbits with rocks, and mowing lawns :).&amp;nbsp;I also have&amp;nbsp;yet another brother who has become a Farrier or horseshoeing expert (that is some SERIOUS business by the way. more on that another day).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is also my talented aunt Denise.&amp;nbsp; She is naturally very creative and&amp;nbsp;artistic, but has recently taken up the art of face painting.&amp;nbsp; We aren't talking a&amp;nbsp;rainbow on your cheek at the elementary school carnival, either.&amp;nbsp; It takes some real skill to do what&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;does.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over the 4th of July, we&amp;nbsp;got together and let her paint the kids' faces.&amp;nbsp; Bianca was in HEAVEN.&amp;nbsp; I have never seen a more giddy girl...sparkles, jewels, and pink.&amp;nbsp; There aren't many more important things in a 3 year old diva's life, right?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EDga9DZM3KQ/TiUbWBrG2BI/AAAAAAAABzE/GzH9VvCQUeQ/s1600/126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EDga9DZM3KQ/TiUbWBrG2BI/AAAAAAAABzE/GzH9VvCQUeQ/s400/126.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bianca held so still, but she could hardly stand the wait&amp;nbsp;to see herself in mirror.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She smiled and posed in the mirror all night long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qeTqD_aYjx0/TiUbdoj5WTI/AAAAAAAABzI/8Y_4kqqhkf4/s1600/131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qeTqD_aYjx0/TiUbdoj5WTI/AAAAAAAABzI/8Y_4kqqhkf4/s400/131.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You better believe we jumped at the chance for painting the next day at brunch.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-143SjqQ_GEE/TiUb-YMrNNI/AAAAAAAABzQ/3ARuH4BrO3c/s1600/summer+fun+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-143SjqQ_GEE/TiUb-YMrNNI/AAAAAAAABzQ/3ARuH4BrO3c/s400/summer+fun+006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once again, the mirror was essential.&amp;nbsp; I even saw her sneak a few kisses into the mirror. no joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This girl KNOWS she's a knockout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVbtAsAZLzs/TiUbyanT3rI/AAAAAAAABzM/I3oT-AQjV-Q/s1600/summer+fun+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVbtAsAZLzs/TiUbyanT3rI/AAAAAAAABzM/I3oT-AQjV-Q/s400/summer+fun+014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack joined the fun too, but he needed something manly like Spiderman, complete with jewel in the center...because every spider looks more tough with a diamond middle, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ab7MkMZ1GnI/TiUcOITdNbI/AAAAAAAABzU/xIQ-Xbqs7sI/s1600/summer+fun+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ab7MkMZ1GnI/TiUcOITdNbI/AAAAAAAABzU/xIQ-Xbqs7sI/s400/summer+fun+020.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's be honest people, if the kids are doing something cool, I am most likely going to be in on&amp;nbsp;the action.&amp;nbsp; I'm still a child, didn't you know that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lookin' good.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3z-49UNLgpE/TiUcYXjT6cI/AAAAAAAABzY/qvPZ-Q35PLM/s1600/summer+fun+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3z-49UNLgpE/TiUcYXjT6cI/AAAAAAAABzY/qvPZ-Q35PLM/s400/summer+fun+032.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--xukPyu4FT4/TiUcoAvtavI/AAAAAAAABzc/VZuVJ0IiIgg/s1600/summer+fun+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--xukPyu4FT4/TiUcoAvtavI/AAAAAAAABzc/VZuVJ0IiIgg/s400/summer+fun+026.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Denise, for your fabulous work...we can't wait to get painted up again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-9031980813202344344?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/9031980813202344344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=9031980813202344344' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/9031980813202344344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/9031980813202344344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/07/face-painter-extraordinaire.html' title='Face painter extraordinaire!'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EDga9DZM3KQ/TiUbWBrG2BI/AAAAAAAABzE/GzH9VvCQUeQ/s72-c/126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-8507406836402890095</id><published>2011-07-04T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T18:55:31.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There aren't many things better in life than a summer evening in Utah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Around 7:30 things cool down a bit, and it's&amp;nbsp;perfect to run through the sprinklers, and relax on the lawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tdW0twzQtTo/ThJEXm1edcI/AAAAAAAAByY/wCVGBPYuZXk/s1600/082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tdW0twzQtTo/ThJEXm1edcI/AAAAAAAAByY/wCVGBPYuZXk/s400/082.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lfCopNZwrcM/ThJFPUgHypI/AAAAAAAAByg/868ff-zBzx0/s1600/089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lfCopNZwrcM/ThJFPUgHypI/AAAAAAAAByg/868ff-zBzx0/s400/089.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-27NCkoGSDLk/ThJFXSx-gyI/AAAAAAAAByk/KpUzCSYOC50/s1600/109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-27NCkoGSDLk/ThJFXSx-gyI/AAAAAAAAByk/KpUzCSYOC50/s400/109.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life. is. good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KziUXTzo4bo/ThJFgCOwWVI/AAAAAAAAByo/eI89G2q0cr4/s1600/117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KziUXTzo4bo/ThJFgCOwWVI/AAAAAAAAByo/eI89G2q0cr4/s400/117.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait for 21 more nights just like this one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-8507406836402890095?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/8507406836402890095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=8507406836402890095' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/8507406836402890095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/8507406836402890095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-nights.html' title='Summer nights'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tdW0twzQtTo/ThJEXm1edcI/AAAAAAAAByY/wCVGBPYuZXk/s72-c/082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-3833440367712213584</id><published>2011-06-26T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T23:49:55.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidbits...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack and Bianca are at&amp;nbsp;such a fun age right now (I feel like I say that all the time).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Their little minds are constantly racing to put things together and figure things out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Whenever&amp;nbsp;I call and tell my mom&amp;nbsp;about their latest hilarious moments, she always says "Did you write that down?" to which I&amp;nbsp;reply "No, but I should"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here you go Mama... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These three instances happened all in the same day earlier this week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack came into the bathroom fully dressed for the day, but his pants were on backwards.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;"Hey buddy, your pants are on backwards"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I know, mom"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;"how about you&amp;nbsp;take them off and put them on the right way..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No fanks, I like them this way 'cause if they're backwards then I don't have&amp;nbsp;a hole in my knee anymore.&amp;nbsp; And I don't like holes in my knees"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;"Ok, can't argue with you there pal"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I learned two valuable lessons with that conversation.&amp;nbsp; 1) For heaven sakes, buy the kid some new pants. 2) with Jack it's obvious that&amp;nbsp;"out of sight, out of mind" works...do I'm going to go ahead and use that to my advantage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately, we have really been working with the kids on things like being kind, being grateful, being obedient...you know, all the important things that kids need to learn so that people don't think they were raised in a barn.&amp;nbsp; Several times a day the kids will here me say "Are you being kind?", "Are you being obedient?", yada yada yada I'm a broken record. I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, the conversation went like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;"Jack, did you clean your room up like I asked you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yeah, mom"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;"Great!! Thanks so much, buddy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Mom (as he rolls his eyes), don't worry...I'm&amp;nbsp;BEING welcome"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most of you know how psychotic Bianca is about her wardrobe.&amp;nbsp; If you need a little refresher, you can re-watch this video (and just so you know, she hasn’t grown out of these tantrums…she’s only gotten bigger, stronger, and louder. We still have tears at least once a day over what she wears.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YQKXkxEUr2o" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I’ve been letting her pick her own clothes (for the most part), and with that has come MANY conversations about things that “match”. That’s kind of a tricky concept to a three year old. (Heck, sometimes I still don’t know what things match.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, Bianca put on this little number...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZfOV9flJO0/TggmsOYtYpI/AAAAAAAAByI/8eHc1HBLWfI/s1600/062611214248%255B2%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZfOV9flJO0/TggmsOYtYpI/AAAAAAAAByI/8eHc1HBLWfI/s400/062611214248%255B2%255D.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom look, white and white (as she excitedly points to the little white spaces&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;her shirt and pants). They match!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we still have a long way to go with this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-3833440367712213584?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/3833440367712213584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=3833440367712213584' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3833440367712213584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3833440367712213584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/06/tidbits.html' title='Tidbits...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YQKXkxEUr2o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-7882933044347398436</id><published>2011-06-03T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T23:44:14.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand's On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Olympia has a lot of great things to offer, especially for families.&amp;nbsp; One of our favorite places to take the kids is the Hand's On Museum.&amp;nbsp; It's full of little exhibits that are just that, hand's on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The doctor's office is Bianca's favorite place to play...she likes to give the babies check-ups and look at the x-ray machine.&amp;nbsp; She HAS to wear the stylin'&amp;nbsp;white lab&amp;nbsp;coat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iU4rh25Socw/Tecsp0RSxzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/iiZc-3udvxQ/s1600/2011-06-01_14-39-52_106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iU4rh25Socw/Tecsp0RSxzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/iiZc-3udvxQ/s400/2011-06-01_14-39-52_106.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VQQCFcKKMPE/Tecs-eHYuTI/AAAAAAAAAho/sgYXXzSdZpU/s1600/2011-06-01_14-41-24_278.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VQQCFcKKMPE/Tecs-eHYuTI/AAAAAAAAAho/sgYXXzSdZpU/s400/2011-06-01_14-41-24_278.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Watering the garden...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nB5ocevhx9E/TectsR-a52I/AAAAAAAAAiY/p79V4pb2JlY/s1600/2011-06-01_14-43-18_186.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nB5ocevhx9E/TectsR-a52I/AAAAAAAAAiY/p79V4pb2JlY/s400/2011-06-01_14-43-18_186.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The grocery store.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4n055uMmF9U/TecuJ5yVZvI/AAAAAAAAAi0/HiqJ-v52_cc/s1600/2011-06-01_14-45-41_809.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4n055uMmF9U/TecuJ5yVZvI/AAAAAAAAAi0/HiqJ-v52_cc/s400/2011-06-01_14-45-41_809.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Hey babe, I want to take a picture of you and Delaney...can you make sure and flex your giant guns for me?&amp;nbsp; Oh, you already are? OK, thanks..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silly Scotty.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TyHzK03KJ7M/Tecu1P_zSaI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/YzLfEgQTWYU/s1600/2011-06-01_14-48-45_38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TyHzK03KJ7M/Tecu1P_zSaI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/YzLfEgQTWYU/s400/2011-06-01_14-48-45_38.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The construction zone.&amp;nbsp; Jack was determined to get EVERY single rock into the dump trunk.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7rZS6Tp7Yo/TecwKl_x1pI/AAAAAAAAAkw/AMk21X5otcA/s1600/2011-06-01_14-58-59_726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7rZS6Tp7Yo/TecwKl_x1pI/AAAAAAAAAkw/AMk21X5otcA/s400/2011-06-01_14-58-59_726.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And he did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Geez, who is that little girl with the crack?!? Who is her mother?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jc7U0B-_H5o/Tecv5TYcHYI/AAAAAAAAAkg/k29ch9611X4/s1600/2011-06-01_14-57-58_812.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jc7U0B-_H5o/Tecv5TYcHYI/AAAAAAAAAkg/k29ch9611X4/s400/2011-06-01_14-57-58_812.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Playing in the Moon sand box.&amp;nbsp; Even Scotty and I got in on&amp;nbsp;the action.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d-Q186K90Ek/TecwkxoHrgI/AAAAAAAAAlM/kb-kaaiadjY/s1600/2011-06-01_15-02-23_257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d-Q186K90Ek/TecwkxoHrgI/AAAAAAAAAlM/kb-kaaiadjY/s400/2011-06-01_15-02-23_257.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever played with moon sand? Totally fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNZQXaumHWY/Tecwp93fAYI/AAAAAAAAAlU/eTddF9mnm1A/s1600/2011-06-01_15-03-17_930.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNZQXaumHWY/Tecwp93fAYI/AAAAAAAAAlU/eTddF9mnm1A/s400/2011-06-01_15-03-17_930.jpg" t8="true" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is the water table that we have to pull Jack {and Scott} away from every time we come.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsdFlsvT7fg/TeczTu4uN_I/AAAAAAAAAoE/vWjRwWBkv2E/s1600/2011-06-01_15-36-41_257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsdFlsvT7fg/TeczTu4uN_I/AAAAAAAAAoE/vWjRwWBkv2E/s400/2011-06-01_15-36-41_257.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We always leave completely soaked, but it's well worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rg21JQNhWbE/TecziUBKQJI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Hz8Kbl8Xexc/s1600/2011-06-01_15-36-50_870.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rg21JQNhWbE/TecziUBKQJI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Hz8Kbl8Xexc/s400/2011-06-01_15-36-50_870.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And even though little Laney is still too young to join the fun, she is certainly never forgotten...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Later at the park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n4vVwCk3ml8/TecqK2TUITI/AAAAAAAAAeU/G7nxcIsa3PI/s1600/2011-05-24_17-09-41_646.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n4vVwCk3ml8/TecqK2TUITI/AAAAAAAAAeU/G7nxcIsa3PI/s400/2011-05-24_17-09-41_646.jpg" t8="true" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crawlin' like crazy!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-soE5I1uF3uA/TecqR3qoO0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/zDzjTrvEJNo/s1600/2011-05-24_17-16-30_306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-soE5I1uF3uA/TecqR3qoO0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/zDzjTrvEJNo/s400/2011-05-24_17-16-30_306.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's to great summer beginnings...we can't wait for a little more&amp;nbsp;heat and sunshine to roll our way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-7882933044347398436?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/7882933044347398436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=7882933044347398436' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/7882933044347398436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/7882933044347398436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/06/hands-on.html' title='Hand&apos;s On...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iU4rh25Socw/Tecsp0RSxzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/iiZc-3udvxQ/s72-c/2011-06-01_14-39-52_106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-1318185050740629568</id><published>2011-05-07T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T14:53:27.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool, and the age of curiosity...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack is at such a fun age.&amp;nbsp; His brain is constantly working about 6 trillion miles a minute, and so is his mouth.&amp;nbsp; I am not exaggerating in the slightest when I say that he asks&amp;nbsp;ATLEAST 200 questions a day.&amp;nbsp;This morning I recorded about&amp;nbsp;2 minutes worth of conversation between us. And for the record, I answer&amp;nbsp;EVERY one of&amp;nbsp;his questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are the things that came out of his mouth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom, what's your tongue? what's it do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom, what's your throat for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom, what's your stomach for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom, does Uncle Max ride a horse all the time? &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(not sure where that one came from)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What does a horse eat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom, what does a stag beetle eat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What does a praying mantis eat? Can I touch one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What does a Hercules beetle eat? Can I touch one? &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Jack is really interested in bugs and spiders lately...we spend a lot of time at the library looking at nature books)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom, do tarantulas molt? Do we molt?&lt;br /&gt;Mom, what's the Vinegaroon eat? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(vinegaroons are like scorpions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom, what does the wind do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom, what's the rain for?&lt;br /&gt;...as I'm starting to get a little distracted, he puts his hands on my cheeks and pulls me toward his face "Mom, mom, look at me in my face, talk to me at my face!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it keeps going, and going, and going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This kid is hilarious...exhausting, but hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In other news, Jack recently started preschool!!&amp;nbsp; There is a little bit of a back story, so here it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last&amp;nbsp;September a friend commented that Jack might benefit from a headstart preschool program due to some of his social and behavioral delays.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Delays? What delays? Isn't my child perfect? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I wasn't offended by her opinion, but it got me curious as to why she would make a statement like that.&amp;nbsp; I made Jack an appointment to be evaluated...I mean, it's&amp;nbsp;not like I had anything to lose, right?!?&amp;nbsp; To my surprise,&amp;nbsp;they passed him though to the next round, and then the next&amp;nbsp;of evaluations. (This was a process&amp;nbsp;that took&amp;nbsp;several months.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The evaluations&amp;nbsp;were very enlightening.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It was a great for me to see exactly where&amp;nbsp;he should&amp;nbsp;be, and areas&amp;nbsp;where he was excelling or&amp;nbsp;falling short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end, the conclusion was made that Jack is a VERY bright child &lt;em&gt;(you can tell by his vocabulary in the above conversation)&lt;/em&gt;, but there&amp;nbsp;are certain mental processes that&amp;nbsp;seem to have small glitches...namely his ability to sequence {even with things like numbers and letters}.&amp;nbsp; And when his mental processes aren't clicking like normal, it tends to make him lose focus and get&amp;nbsp;frustrated.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After all&amp;nbsp;the evaluations (and LOTS of paperwork), he was accepted into the program and&amp;nbsp;then started right up.&amp;nbsp; He goes&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;days a week&lt;/strong&gt;, and has a bus pick up and drop him off at our doorstep...Oh, and it's totally free. Yeah, not complaining about that.&amp;nbsp; He is in a class with 10 kids and 2 {fabulous} teachers, then meets one&amp;nbsp;on one&amp;nbsp;with 3 different specialists...a speech therapist, occupational therapist, and behavioral&amp;nbsp;specialist.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He LOVES riding the bus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sP_o2rSa06o/TcTz7HgLJJI/AAAAAAAABww/IgQC3eoY5yA/s1600/195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sP_o2rSa06o/TcTz7HgLJJI/AAAAAAAABww/IgQC3eoY5yA/s400/195.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the first day, I walked him down the drive way, then got on the bus with him&amp;nbsp;to make sure he was situated, and the little turkey says "Mom, get off the bus...this bus is&amp;nbsp;NOT for moms" Oh brother, I didn't realize kids could already be embarrassed of their parents at age 4 :) heehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-68-0qaLRwSU/TcTz-Do-0RI/AAAAAAAABw0/HNAuxBPLfZs/s1600/192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-68-0qaLRwSU/TcTz-Do-0RI/AAAAAAAABw0/HNAuxBPLfZs/s400/192.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the major highlights of starting school was the Spiderman backpack.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He is SUPER cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iZSIy5KR4g/TcT0A_oFiQI/AAAAAAAABw4/bs1Sj9Z_O8g/s1600/203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iZSIy5KR4g/TcT0A_oFiQI/AAAAAAAABw4/bs1Sj9Z_O8g/s400/203.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Surprisingly, it's been a hard adjustment for Bianca.&amp;nbsp; She and Jack are quite close and for the first few days, she sobbed and sobbed when the bus picked him up.&amp;nbsp; As you can&amp;nbsp;see, her heart break didn't last long...now she loves to sit on the front steps and wait for the bus.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty sweet.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0V-5yFuvqcs/TcT0FxdcLDI/AAAAAAAABw8/FvLxso530Gc/s1600/183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0V-5yFuvqcs/TcT0FxdcLDI/AAAAAAAABw8/FvLxso530Gc/s400/183.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We couldn't be more happy with the way things are working out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He has only been going to preschool for a 6 weeks, and we are already seeing&amp;nbsp;huge improvements.&amp;nbsp; His teachers and specialists are confident that by the time he goes to kindergarten, he will have no problems fitting right in.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2W5IY3Fkd54/TcT1mfW0HcI/AAAAAAAABxA/H_raWCTSpYM/s1600/200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2W5IY3Fkd54/TcT1mfW0HcI/AAAAAAAABxA/H_raWCTSpYM/s400/200.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm not hatin' the three hours a day that I get with just my sweet girls either.&amp;nbsp; I forgot how easy it was to go places with only two in tow&amp;nbsp;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-1318185050740629568?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/1318185050740629568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=1318185050740629568' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1318185050740629568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1318185050740629568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/05/preschool-and-age-of-curiosity.html' title='Preschool, and the age of curiosity...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sP_o2rSa06o/TcTz7HgLJJI/AAAAAAAABww/IgQC3eoY5yA/s72-c/195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-4490412414227446754</id><published>2011-04-21T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T23:55:47.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laney - 7 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Good heavens, when did this little doll get to be 7 months old?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Miss Delaney continues to be one of the happiest, most content babies around...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;**Her smile and&amp;nbsp;giggles&amp;nbsp;are contagious.&amp;nbsp; You can't help but smile back at this girl.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6FinlzLta4/TbEfYe8tdqI/AAAAAAAABwY/AKKlIqJDjKE/s1600/171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6FinlzLta4/TbEfYe8tdqI/AAAAAAAABwY/AKKlIqJDjKE/s400/171.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**Laney Lou has been sitting for a few weeks now, and is about to crawl.&amp;nbsp; She gets anywhere she wants to go by getting on all fours and lunging forward.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bJTvjeBTnBQ/TbEfbDu-tSI/AAAAAAAABwc/ULnV5vXqShE/s1600/186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bJTvjeBTnBQ/TbEfbDu-tSI/AAAAAAAABwc/ULnV5vXqShE/s400/186.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**Laney has two teeth on bottom, and two in the top that are going to pop through any day now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**She loves to eat.&amp;nbsp; We haven't encountered any dislikes yet among food...She especially loves sweet potatoes, squash, apples, pears, and gold fish crackers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JOgwiCWm6jE/TbEfd68ZghI/AAAAAAAABwg/fN3SBhhfOqM/s1600/134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JOgwiCWm6jE/TbEfd68ZghI/AAAAAAAABwg/fN3SBhhfOqM/s400/134.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**Though she loves to eat and was a hefty 9 lb&amp;nbsp;8 oz at birth,&amp;nbsp;Laney weighs in at barely15 pounds, putting her around the 20th percentile.&amp;nbsp; I think she will have&amp;nbsp;the same petite build as Jack.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mR_RipHaYYU/TbEfgLIvSyI/AAAAAAAABwk/RcY5_x6w1t0/s1600/136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mR_RipHaYYU/TbEfgLIvSyI/AAAAAAAABwk/RcY5_x6w1t0/s400/136.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**Laney&amp;nbsp;takes two good naps, and sleeps&amp;nbsp;12ish hours at night.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you convinced that she is the dream&amp;nbsp;babe yet?!?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, she is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In fact, if I could guarantee that all my babies would be like this, you could go ahead and sign me up for 3 or 4 more. True story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BmZiNZG2RB8/TbEeouTaP-I/AAAAAAAABwU/xYkp7e0ENxc/s1600/IMG_20110416_155708.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BmZiNZG2RB8/TbEeouTaP-I/AAAAAAAABwU/xYkp7e0ENxc/s400/IMG_20110416_155708.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack and Bianca continue to love on this sweetie all day long.&amp;nbsp; Where ever Laney is, Jack can be found.&amp;nbsp; And no one gets her laughing harder than&amp;nbsp;he does...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Man, we love this girl!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-4490412414227446754?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/4490412414227446754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=4490412414227446754' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/4490412414227446754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/4490412414227446754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/04/laney-7-months.html' title='Laney - 7 months'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6FinlzLta4/TbEfYe8tdqI/AAAAAAAABwY/AKKlIqJDjKE/s72-c/171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-627581236882576135</id><published>2011-03-31T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T23:36:06.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CodeSmart Inc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recently,&lt;a href="http://www.codesmartinc.com/"&gt;&amp;nbsp;CodeSmart Inc&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(the&amp;nbsp;company I work for)&amp;nbsp;was nominated for the 2011 Fastest Growing Business in the South Sound.&amp;nbsp; The awards Ceremony was on Tuesday night, and we won!!&amp;nbsp; Over the last two years we have grown from&amp;nbsp;4 employees to 23 (and I'm almost positive it was ALL due to the killer administrative assistant...yeah, that's me. heehee), and had a revenue over 1.7 million...which in a dead economy is definately&amp;nbsp;something to brag about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think I have ever talked much about my job on this blog, but&amp;nbsp;it's the best.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I work from home, and choose&amp;nbsp;my hours.&amp;nbsp; The management team&amp;nbsp;has always been&amp;nbsp;great to work with and are completely understanding about the fact that I have three kiddos that take top priority during the day.&amp;nbsp; I feel so&amp;nbsp;lucky to be able to work from home...and the paycheck certainly doesn't hurt either :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, thus ends the shameless&amp;nbsp;plug, &amp;nbsp;now back to the awards ceremony...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These two tall guys in the back are Hans and Mark, part of the Management team.&amp;nbsp; Good guys.&amp;nbsp; Vicki, to my right is a Business Analyst and Project Manager.&amp;nbsp; Garrett (the bearded one) is one of our Developers, and that's his cute fiance Corrine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ab2metu132U/TZVipE0DA9I/AAAAAAAABvM/SAfR5iQ9CnM/s1600/1233987385_dgm_7914.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ab2metu132U/TZVipE0DA9I/AAAAAAAABvM/SAfR5iQ9CnM/s400/1233987385_dgm_7914.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is Chad giving a little speech about CodeSmart...He is the owner of the Company, and the one that hired me.﻿&amp;nbsp; Vichet is on the far left, he is part of the Management team as well.&amp;nbsp; Chad, Vichet, Hans, and Mark are the ones I work with on a daily basis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fjxShk5abak/TZVjOMcorXI/AAAAAAAABvs/TiZHSxha8z4/s1600/IMG_2423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fjxShk5abak/TZVjOMcorXI/AAAAAAAABvs/TiZHSxha8z4/s400/IMG_2423.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These two&amp;nbsp;beautiful&amp;nbsp;ladies are&amp;nbsp;married&amp;nbsp;to Chad and Vichet. Love these gals.&amp;nbsp; And such awesome wives to be married to men that work Ca-RAZY hours!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And that's the back of my head...I didn't even know the picture was being taken. or else I might have shoved the rest of the salad down my throat and turned around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yay7ux60TKI/TZVi2V1yIBI/AAAAAAAABvU/t2tefYK4WQc/s1600/1234168916_dgm_8195.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yay7ux60TKI/TZVi2V1yIBI/AAAAAAAABvU/t2tefYK4WQc/s400/1234168916_dgm_8195.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just had to add in this picture...how cute to serve salad in martini glasses. A salad bar...get it? heehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1Cy6j9KaL4/TZVjUfyTYgI/AAAAAAAABvw/DGrSxSpoHSc/s1600/1234134732_dgm_8151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1Cy6j9KaL4/TZVjUfyTYgI/AAAAAAAABvw/DGrSxSpoHSc/s400/1234134732_dgm_8151.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The evening was great, but I missed Scotty...he was at&amp;nbsp;home playing Mr. Mom (Froot Loops&amp;nbsp;and ice cream sundaes for dinner anyone?!?&amp;nbsp; Just kidding. But seriously. No wonder he's the favorite parent.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In other news, little Laney has been&amp;nbsp;really sick.&amp;nbsp; A visit to&amp;nbsp;the doctor and some tests&amp;nbsp;confirmed our suspiscions of RSV.&amp;nbsp; More on that in the next couple of days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-627581236882576135?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/627581236882576135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=627581236882576135' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/627581236882576135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/627581236882576135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/03/codesmart-inc.html' title='CodeSmart Inc'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ab2metu132U/TZVipE0DA9I/AAAAAAAABvM/SAfR5iQ9CnM/s72-c/1233987385_dgm_7914.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-4492821201263975037</id><published>2011-03-05T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T23:32:00.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New rules and crayons...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Thankyou for all the well wishes...we are all feeling much better and are&amp;nbsp;back to our usual energetic selves!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have been switching things up at the Springer house.&amp;nbsp; I was&amp;nbsp;sick of the noise. Specifically TV noise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My kids didn't spend all day in front of the tube, but it was always on first thing in the morning and then all afternoon...even if they weren't watching it, it was on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I decided to make a change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;wanted to&amp;nbsp;see what would&amp;nbsp;happen if I didn't turn the TV on until atleast 3 or 4 PM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was nervous at first to see how it would work.&amp;nbsp; Really nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first day was unnaturally perfect, like something from the twilight zone.&amp;nbsp; The kids played together all morning and&amp;nbsp;all afternoon,&amp;nbsp;read story books, colored pictures, and did their chores without a fight&amp;nbsp;(surprisingly, they didn't even ask to watch TV)...The house was peaceful.&amp;nbsp; And while they were keeping themselves busy, I was able to get&amp;nbsp;LOTS of work done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At 4 o'clock&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;turned on a movie and they were glued to it quietly for an hour&amp;nbsp;while I made&amp;nbsp;dinner and cleaned up the house&amp;nbsp;before Scott came home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;same thing&amp;nbsp;happened the next day, and the next day, and the next...&amp;nbsp;and has been that way for the last two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;most&amp;nbsp;certainly have nothing against TV, but&amp;nbsp;I'm really enjoying the difference not having it on is making in our home.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now I'm curious...what are your TV rules? what works for your family?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Having the TV on less has&amp;nbsp;given me the&amp;nbsp;opportunity to have a lot more fun with the kiddos.&amp;nbsp; It's forced me to be creative on what we do during the day, and I'm&amp;nbsp;lovin' it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday&amp;nbsp;we took all of our broken crayons&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;melted them together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids seriously spent 30 minutes on the countertop un-wrapping the crayons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Pardon the lame Ipod phones...my memory card is broken and I haven't gotten a new one yet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_9Z7NobDblQ/TXMd5nsZh9I/AAAAAAAABuc/AOl72TfKVZ8/s1600/061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_9Z7NobDblQ/TXMd5nsZh9I/AAAAAAAABuc/AOl72TfKVZ8/s320/061.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I did it!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DbySAXQSWB4/TXMd78JlsSI/AAAAAAAABug/GBkwoGi9t_U/s1600/065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DbySAXQSWB4/TXMd78JlsSI/AAAAAAAABug/GBkwoGi9t_U/s320/065.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They had fun dividing the crayons into color piles, and Jack thought he was SO cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SaBsklNp6bY/TXMd9Tq0NDI/AAAAAAAABuk/mX9ayRm1D_U/s1600/067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-SaBsklNp6bY/TXMd9Tq0NDI/AAAAAAAABuk/mX9ayRm1D_U/s320/067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bgeA5tDk4BI/TXMd_wHzS5I/AAAAAAAABuo/FnOWdGWzM5A/s1600/078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bgeA5tDk4BI/TXMd_wHzS5I/AAAAAAAABuo/FnOWdGWzM5A/s320/078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And if you are a&amp;nbsp;sneaky mom like me, you say something like "Ok guys, I have a REALLY important&amp;nbsp;job for you. I&amp;nbsp;need you&amp;nbsp;to sit here and&amp;nbsp;watch the crayons and tell me when they start to melt" {insert evil laugh}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-N5vLZfaUYm8/TXMeD_arZ7I/AAAAAAAABus/g_4-WaLsR4w/s1600/090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-N5vLZfaUYm8/TXMeD_arZ7I/AAAAAAAABus/g_4-WaLsR4w/s320/090.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-phoheDJkJ38/TXMeFQCSlmI/AAAAAAAABuw/HQr-d2xkfHw/s1600/095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-phoheDJkJ38/TXMeFQCSlmI/AAAAAAAABuw/HQr-d2xkfHw/s320/095.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After 15 minutes in the oven (and some cool down time of course) you have some fun new crayons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A perfect rainy day activity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-I3IS3c8ZV7g/TXM10MJlqmI/AAAAAAAABu4/_Y37XVpO3RU/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-I3IS3c8ZV7g/TXM10MJlqmI/AAAAAAAABu4/_Y37XVpO3RU/s200/002.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and&amp;nbsp;we can't forget Laney...the little sweetie partied in her excersaucer the whole time. Can you believe how much she's growing?!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gLGUOdZz3zs/TXMeHBjSrYI/AAAAAAAABu0/hpASIowJ40k/s1600/097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gLGUOdZz3zs/TXMeHBjSrYI/AAAAAAAABu0/hpASIowJ40k/s320/097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-4492821201263975037?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/4492821201263975037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=4492821201263975037' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/4492821201263975037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/4492821201263975037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-rules-and-crayons.html' title='New rules and crayons...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_9Z7NobDblQ/TXMd5nsZh9I/AAAAAAAABuc/AOl72TfKVZ8/s72-c/061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-6865239903753344187</id><published>2011-02-16T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T21:06:57.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We thought we'd make it a family affair....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have become a house full of Sickies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack is recovering from a nasty ear infection...still totally congested and coughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Delaney has some crazy eye infection, along with a fever and cough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't able to get a SINGLE smile from this gal today. Not one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at those droopy eyes. Breaks my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qB4MrVGXLNw/TVykDF9oQMI/AAAAAAAABt0/jNY7Y269yEE/s1600/IMG_0162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qB4MrVGXLNw/TVykDF9oQMI/AAAAAAAABt0/jNY7Y269yEE/s400/IMG_0162.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bianca&amp;nbsp;woke up this morning and&amp;nbsp;came into the room holding her throat,&amp;nbsp;wimpering and saying&amp;nbsp;"Jack&amp;nbsp;hurt me, Mama".&amp;nbsp; The poor girl was blaming Jack for her sore throat. Silly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She took three naps today, and was tucked in&amp;nbsp;bed&amp;nbsp;fast&amp;nbsp;asleep&amp;nbsp;by 7:30﻿ tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qe6KiuFBg9Y/TVykF4boCoI/AAAAAAAABt4/U4PT8HZpEl4/s1600/IMG_0166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qe6KiuFBg9Y/TVykF4boCoI/AAAAAAAABt4/U4PT8HZpEl4/s400/IMG_0166.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't get her to eat ANYTHING today...even icecream and 7up couldn't sweeten the deal enough to get anything down her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zdSbAedc_eg/TVykLCLS4cI/AAAAAAAABt8/7Jcl1iVcLT4/s1600/IMG_0170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" j6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zdSbAedc_eg/TVykLCLS4cI/AAAAAAAABt8/7Jcl1iVcLT4/s400/IMG_0170.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am suffering from the same thing Bianca is.&amp;nbsp; Hideous sore throat, fever, and totally drained.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy rescued the day when he came home from work.&amp;nbsp; We all perked up a little bit when he walked in the door.&amp;nbsp; Well, everyone except Delaney...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xiOo8BPx4CY/TVykZBHLcTI/AAAAAAAABuA/NsmExPzRg2M/s1600/IMG_0179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xiOo8BPx4CY/TVykZBHLcTI/AAAAAAAABuA/NsmExPzRg2M/s400/IMG_0179.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scott thought a dance party would get the kids going a little.&amp;nbsp; I think the only person it going going was Scott.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He lulled Laney to sleep with his sweet&amp;nbsp;air guitar.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lyo8dSZfNB8/TVykc85InSI/AAAAAAAABuE/RyLMGo_fWQ4/s1600/IMG_0197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lyo8dSZfNB8/TVykc85InSI/AAAAAAAABuE/RyLMGo_fWQ4/s400/IMG_0197.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v3JmvWXqTIs/TVykvYgBG2I/AAAAAAAABuI/cwxl-jhrsTE/s1600/IMG_0198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v3JmvWXqTIs/TVykvYgBG2I/AAAAAAAABuI/cwxl-jhrsTE/s400/IMG_0198.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;having all 4 of us sick at once isn't the worst thing ever.&amp;nbsp; If I have to be sick, it's nice to have all the kiddos sick at the same time so they aren't running around the house wreaking havoc while I am&amp;nbsp;dead on the couch&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's to hoping things brighten up in the next day or two, but for now I am going to eat another popsicle and head to bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-6865239903753344187?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/6865239903753344187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=6865239903753344187' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/6865239903753344187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/6865239903753344187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-thought-wed-make-it-family-affair.html' title='We thought we&apos;d make it a family affair....'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qB4MrVGXLNw/TVykDF9oQMI/AAAAAAAABt0/jNY7Y269yEE/s72-c/IMG_0162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-6994739739827416854</id><published>2011-02-13T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T01:27:37.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fancy Nancy Birthday Soiree...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The moments before&amp;nbsp;our fabulous&amp;nbsp;party were a little sketchy.&amp;nbsp; Bianca had a&amp;nbsp;fancy dress to wear but protested it at the last minute, wanting to throw on&amp;nbsp;her OWN&amp;nbsp;outfit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Being the &lt;strike&gt;conquered&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;good mom that&amp;nbsp;I am, I let the little darling change into whatever she wanted.&amp;nbsp; Afterall, it was HER party.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pE9eVZhSYbE/TVeFu7tA18I/AAAAAAAABr0/tO3sMzMMUYY/s1600/IMG_0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pE9eVZhSYbE/TVeFu7tA18I/AAAAAAAABr0/tO3sMzMMUYY/s400/IMG_0013.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;The sour mood was quickly brightened by the arrival of her friends.&amp;nbsp; When they walked in the door, we gave them each a feather boa to&amp;nbsp;top off their fancy ensembles.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We began with glittery paper, foam hearts, and glitter pens...Anytime there is glitter glue involved, you know little girls are going to love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tBUdcAlGWrI/TVeF0_oEb8I/AAAAAAAABr4/0I0pAbi27Lg/s1600/IMG_0029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tBUdcAlGWrI/TVeF0_oEb8I/AAAAAAAABr4/0I0pAbi27Lg/s400/IMG_0029.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PcD8qjcI0-4/TVeF9mHpMJI/AAAAAAAABr8/u7ngkTsjBGQ/s1600/IMG_0021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PcD8qjcI0-4/TVeF9mHpMJI/AAAAAAAABr8/u7ngkTsjBGQ/s400/IMG_0021.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the Fancy Nancy story book, we made made some fancy and tasty jewelry.&amp;nbsp; I thought about making real necklaces, but&amp;nbsp;decided 3 and 4 year olds&amp;nbsp;might have an easier time with bigger things to work with. {Um, and who wouldn't want to eat their creation after it's all over?!?} &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vZAjRQwyxHw/TVePjASPGKI/AAAAAAAABtI/ZBdH_4rrGac/s1600/IMG_0043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vZAjRQwyxHw/TVePjASPGKI/AAAAAAAABtI/ZBdH_4rrGac/s400/IMG_0043.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then came cake and presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That cake had some DELICIOUS buttercream&amp;nbsp; frosting on it.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, anytime you make buttercream frosting, it MUST have atleast two sticks of butter in it. Just sayin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oAZW1j7Nd48/TVeGfADuNSI/AAAAAAAABsQ/hDzg9u9ZmLI/s1600/IMG_0075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oAZW1j7Nd48/TVeGfADuNSI/AAAAAAAABsQ/hDzg9u9ZmLI/s400/IMG_0075.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I know the cake may not look too fancy, but in the middle it looked like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xom-Ea-azzY/TVeZRdBfLVI/AAAAAAAABtg/dBcssN_qdMo/s1600/IMG_0090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xom-Ea-azzY/TVeZRdBfLVI/AAAAAAAABtg/dBcssN_qdMo/s320/IMG_0090.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm pretty sure that having a&amp;nbsp;fuscia and hotpink cake just&amp;nbsp;SCREAMS fancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yH3JHWUVCZ4/TVeO2vvkgTI/AAAAAAAABtE/EqNc6EmonAM/s1600/IMG_0092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yH3JHWUVCZ4/TVeO2vvkgTI/AAAAAAAABtE/EqNc6EmonAM/s400/IMG_0092.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Opening presents was hilarious.&amp;nbsp; All the girls started out on the couch, and each time a gift was opened they would creep in a little closer. By the end, there was 7 little girls crowded&amp;nbsp;front to back&amp;nbsp;to get a good&amp;nbsp;look at the loot. So adorable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;{ok, take a&amp;nbsp;look at my face...I think we can all guess who the real child was at the party}&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffaw__UkH2k/TVeRnVjhQeI/AAAAAAAABtU/arKHSVKrtPE/s1600/IMG_0066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="206" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffaw__UkH2k/TVeRnVjhQeI/AAAAAAAABtU/arKHSVKrtPE/s320/IMG_0066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The decorations were so fun to put together.&amp;nbsp; You should have seen me in the party section at the Dollar Tree...like a kid in a candy store.&amp;nbsp; If you don't utilize the dollar store, you are definately&amp;nbsp;missing out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few spools of tulle, tissue paper, some Mardi Gras beads, and&amp;nbsp;7 bucks&amp;nbsp;can turn any ordinary room extraordinary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zcjC-__jEkA/TVeR7e2xJGI/AAAAAAAABtY/XxJxA1kRkMw/s1600/IMG_0095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zcjC-__jEkA/TVeR7e2xJGI/AAAAAAAABtY/XxJxA1kRkMw/s320/IMG_0095.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UfAIUTmwCUo/TVeGxDA7rpI/AAAAAAAABsc/Y6nYYn_RIEU/s1600/IMG_0141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="211" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UfAIUTmwCUo/TVeGxDA7rpI/AAAAAAAABsc/Y6nYYn_RIEU/s320/IMG_0141.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMzKS-UcsNU/TVeG3IxiA2I/AAAAAAAABsg/XTDpLsdwHFo/s1600/IMG_0142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="211" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMzKS-UcsNU/TVeG3IxiA2I/AAAAAAAABsg/XTDpLsdwHFo/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zF3WmB6KPJM/TVeHE_OMe_I/AAAAAAAABso/3oUVSj89QWc/s1600/IMG_0132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="211" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zF3WmB6KPJM/TVeHE_OMe_I/AAAAAAAABso/3oUVSj89QWc/s320/IMG_0132.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here are our adorable party guests.&amp;nbsp; It took about 40 shots to get them all looking in the same-ish direction...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such beauties!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1NBYgq1Lqe4/TVeG7-N-JtI/AAAAAAAABsk/E2vLnjnpf8E/s1600/IMG_0110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1NBYgq1Lqe4/TVeG7-N-JtI/AAAAAAAABsk/E2vLnjnpf8E/s400/IMG_0110.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The party was perfect.&amp;nbsp; Bianca was thrilled, our guests seemed to have a ball, and I got to act like a little kid for an hour. Win win.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait for next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-6994739739827416854?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/6994739739827416854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=6994739739827416854' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/6994739739827416854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/6994739739827416854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/02/fancy-nancy-birthday-soiree.html' title='The Fancy Nancy Birthday Soiree...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pE9eVZhSYbE/TVeFu7tA18I/AAAAAAAABr0/tO3sMzMMUYY/s72-c/IMG_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-7853393680493591700</id><published>2011-02-10T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:47:35.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't hardly wait...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bianca is turning 3 tomorrow and&amp;nbsp;we decided to throw a little party for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got the idea for a "Fancy Nancy" party. Yeah, pretty sure I&amp;nbsp;am far more excited than she is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Come Saturday, this house is going to be filled with 7 giddy&amp;nbsp;three year olds&amp;nbsp;dressed in their most exquisite ensembles, eating glittery cupcakes and grapes on frilly toothpicks &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(because EVERYTHING&amp;nbsp;is fancier with a frilly toothpick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;),&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;drinking fancy punch with their pinkies up, and stringing Fruit Loops on a licorice rope to make a&amp;nbsp;fancy necklace&amp;nbsp;(remember, these are&amp;nbsp;3&amp;nbsp;year olds&amp;nbsp;we are talking about here!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9zU3-MV6Is/TVS8BGPTgKI/AAAAAAAABrw/lzhhXKayftQ/s1600/Bianca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9zU3-MV6Is/TVS8BGPTgKI/AAAAAAAABrw/lzhhXKayftQ/s640/Bianca.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stay tuned for&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;fabulous party details!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-7853393680493591700?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/7853393680493591700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=7853393680493591700' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/7853393680493591700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/7853393680493591700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/02/cant-hardly-wait.html' title='Can&apos;t hardly wait...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9zU3-MV6Is/TVS8BGPTgKI/AAAAAAAABrw/lzhhXKayftQ/s72-c/Bianca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-2266624434846873299</id><published>2011-02-07T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T23:14:01.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting away, and some Laney lovin'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every mama needs to get away for a minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or 48 hours....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two weeks ago my mom decided she needed to love on little Laney for a day or two.&amp;nbsp; What kind of daughter would I be if I didn't oblige a far-away Nana?&amp;nbsp; When the flight was booked, I called all the other gals and luckily&amp;nbsp;Candise and Amber&amp;nbsp;were able to make it out too. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(we sure missed Kaytie and Chersten!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We didn't do much in the 48 hours we were together.&amp;nbsp; Just the important things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and eat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yup, that pretty much covers it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Delaney was a little charmer.&amp;nbsp; She loves her Grandpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDg7axxC8I/AAAAAAAABrI/tWT9ZjiZ47c/s1600/CSC_0078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDg7axxC8I/AAAAAAAABrI/tWT9ZjiZ47c/s400/CSC_0078.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even with some teething going on, this girl was all smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDg_AwTltI/AAAAAAAABrM/LLNPX3Mnfgg/s1600/CSC_0066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDg_AwTltI/AAAAAAAABrM/LLNPX3Mnfgg/s400/CSC_0066.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Er, smiles and drool.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDhBVBDJtI/AAAAAAAABrQ/_2bOnqQftK0/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDhBVBDJtI/AAAAAAAABrQ/_2bOnqQftK0/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Most of these cute pics are taken in the kitchen...where we spent most of our time :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The weekend was short, but we mananged to sneak in some patty-cake....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDhFJb1-rI/AAAAAAAABrU/RNmvoww3f34/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDhFJb1-rI/AAAAAAAABrU/RNmvoww3f34/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Laney LOVED it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDhLm8-q1I/AAAAAAAABrc/t6N6VWvXk8Q/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDhLm8-q1I/AAAAAAAABrc/t6N6VWvXk8Q/s400/DSC_0071.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Giggles all around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDhNuFRUMI/AAAAAAAABrg/K6SQV1pf7aE/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDhNuFRUMI/AAAAAAAABrg/K6SQV1pf7aE/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the&amp;nbsp;four Harris beauties. Aren't we a good lookin' bunch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDhZi61VeI/AAAAAAAABrk/OV9mELsL5eU/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="245" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDhZi61VeI/AAAAAAAABrk/OV9mELsL5eU/s400/DSC_0045.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As usual, the weekend was over much too quickly.&amp;nbsp; I think we need to have a these girls' weekends every few months.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But next time,&amp;nbsp;I think we need to&amp;nbsp;meet in Hawaii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;need to throw a&amp;nbsp;BIG shout out to the&amp;nbsp;Scotty Man who took care of Jack and Bianca for the weekend...when I came home everyone was still alive and the house was clean.&amp;nbsp; I call that a great success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-2266624434846873299?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/2266624434846873299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=2266624434846873299' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2266624434846873299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2266624434846873299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/02/getting-away-and-some-laney-lovin.html' title='Getting away, and some Laney lovin&apos;...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TVDg7axxC8I/AAAAAAAABrI/tWT9ZjiZ47c/s72-c/CSC_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-3262260352819317903</id><published>2011-02-01T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T23:32:01.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A great recipe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&amp;nbsp; 3 kids (we like toddlers and&amp;nbsp;squishy babies,&amp;nbsp;but any type&amp;nbsp;will do)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&amp;nbsp; 1 retro air-popper and enough melted butter and salt to make mama happy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&amp;nbsp; slide show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Directions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Any&amp;nbsp;fabulous recipe should start with a happy baby.&amp;nbsp; The blues&amp;nbsp;eyes aren't necessary, but always&amp;nbsp;add a kick.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkBkSFDOEI/AAAAAAAABqg/QdSNj52-z4Y/s1600/IMG_5043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkBkSFDOEI/AAAAAAAABqg/QdSNj52-z4Y/s320/IMG_5043.JPG" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Find a couple of willing toddlers to assist in the popping of the popcorn.&amp;nbsp; Note: microwave popcorn is acceptable, but kids go crazy over the air-popped...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkBqRhhndI/AAAAAAAABqk/ePQNklb8-F0/s1600/IMG_5045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkBqRhhndI/AAAAAAAABqk/ePQNklb8-F0/s320/IMG_5045.JPG" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Be married to a tech-savvy hubby that hooks your TV up to your computer so you can watch a slide show of digiral pictures from the last 5 years on a big screen.&amp;nbsp; If it's 1988, you can wheel out your projector,&amp;nbsp;screen,&amp;nbsp;and boxes of slides. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{Joking aside, that is one of my favorite things to do when going home to my parents house. anyone else?}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkBuqHvuII/AAAAAAAABqo/q-9v6xY1-gw/s1600/IMG_5048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkBuqHvuII/AAAAAAAABqo/q-9v6xY1-gw/s320/IMG_5048.JPG" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Step 4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Drench your popcorn in melted butter and salt, then&amp;nbsp;sit and enjoy your toddlers watching all the pictures...every child LOVES to see themselves, especially up on the wall.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{Bianca had to point out EVERY single picture of herself...and Jack...and Delaney....and mom &amp;amp; dad.&amp;nbsp; There was a lot of pointing going on.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkB0bJcswI/AAAAAAAABqs/byiJ2B5XWDI/s1600/IMG_5056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkB0bJcswI/AAAAAAAABqs/byiJ2B5XWDI/s320/IMG_5056.JPG" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Who's that, mom?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{one of the reasons I love&amp;nbsp;the picture below is&amp;nbsp;because you can actually see the adorable lisp Bianca has...can you tell?}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkB4vkXr3I/AAAAAAAABqw/ONazjStoXaA/s1600/IMG_5057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkB4vkXr3I/AAAAAAAABqw/ONazjStoXaA/s320/IMG_5057.JPG" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hey, that's me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkCCS3MHSI/AAAAAAAABq4/zWItxo9AfRk/s1600/IMG_5064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkCCS3MHSI/AAAAAAAABq4/zWItxo9AfRk/s320/IMG_5064.JPG" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp; finish the popcorn and the slide show, then&amp;nbsp;check up on the happy baby, who has turned into the sleeping baby.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkCGkFXQWI/AAAAAAAABq8/iKsW8DPH090/s1600/IMG_5058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkCGkFXQWI/AAAAAAAABq8/iKsW8DPH090/s320/IMG_5058.JPG" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See how easy that was!?!&amp;nbsp;Only a few ingredients, and&amp;nbsp;the best part is...it's nearly fool-proof.&amp;nbsp; success every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give it a try!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-3262260352819317903?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/3262260352819317903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=3262260352819317903' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3262260352819317903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3262260352819317903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/02/great-recipe.html' title='A great recipe...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TUkBkSFDOEI/AAAAAAAABqg/QdSNj52-z4Y/s72-c/IMG_5043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-2190888515284594826</id><published>2011-01-19T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T14:28:18.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you have too many couch cushions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...When they line up from the front of the house, all the way to the back of the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TTcW88uedPI/AAAAAAAABpw/9lzIw5kHKs8/s1600/IMG_5017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TTcW88uedPI/AAAAAAAABpw/9lzIw5kHKs8/s400/IMG_5017.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Er, wait a minute, maybe that means&amp;nbsp;your house is too small. I haven't decided yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TTcXNEBx8xI/AAAAAAAABp0/L5Ea2rTXQdE/s1600/IMG_5029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TTcXNEBx8xI/AAAAAAAABp0/L5Ea2rTXQdE/s400/IMG_5029.JPG" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most winter&amp;nbsp;days around here are dark, soggy, and drizzley {yeah, that's a word}.&amp;nbsp; I usually don't feel like taking three little kiddos anywhere so we spend a lot of time at home.&amp;nbsp; And when you spend a lot of time around the&amp;nbsp;house, your&amp;nbsp;playtime needs to get creative.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So if&amp;nbsp;you have a couch with 11 cushions,&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;only makes sense to use them&amp;nbsp;for some mean&amp;nbsp;fort building.&amp;nbsp; I think we make atleast one fort a day around here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TTcZLw6isII/AAAAAAAABqE/hBAkB7Ix_XE/s1600/IMG_5024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TTcZLw6isII/AAAAAAAABqE/hBAkB7Ix_XE/s400/IMG_5024.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This time, after the fort fell apart, Jack thought all the cushions needed to be in a line to make a road.&amp;nbsp; I never argue with an idea I KNOW is going to keep these two occupied for an extra hour {I know, call me crazy}.&amp;nbsp; They ran back and forth along this road ALL afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TTcXQ--nq2I/AAAAAAAABp4/AzYxTlCSx2E/s1600/IMG_5021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TTcXQ--nq2I/AAAAAAAABp4/AzYxTlCSx2E/s400/IMG_5021.JPG" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Laney was thoroughly entertained watching the two monkeys playing {at a safe distance of course, Nana}.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody wins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TTcXXYagNpI/AAAAAAAABp8/0QTpI8k7BU0/s1600/IMG_5035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TTcXXYagNpI/AAAAAAAABp8/0QTpI8k7BU0/s400/IMG_5035.JPG" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every few minutes Jack has to check in with Baby D just to make sure she's watchin' the action...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TTcXaidOfaI/AAAAAAAABqA/iJ3JoLh7Bcc/s1600/IMG_5038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TTcXaidOfaI/AAAAAAAABqA/iJ3JoLh7Bcc/s400/IMG_5038.JPG" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy fort building/road making&amp;nbsp;everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and I'd like to know...what do you all do to entertain your little ones in these gross winter months?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-2190888515284594826?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/2190888515284594826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=2190888515284594826' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2190888515284594826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2190888515284594826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-know-you-have-too-many-couch.html' title='You know you have too many couch cushions...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TTcW88uedPI/AAAAAAAABpw/9lzIw5kHKs8/s72-c/IMG_5017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-3247876635962918024</id><published>2011-01-12T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T08:13:03.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas aftermath...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've decided that Christmas is the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year Santa delivered a few&amp;nbsp;sweet gifts (in years past, Santa thought it was&amp;nbsp;ridiculous to spend a bunch of money&amp;nbsp;on gifts for&amp;nbsp;kids who aren't even old enough to care. I know I know, just call me the Grinch).&amp;nbsp; I swear,&amp;nbsp;since Chistmas I have hardly seen the kids.&amp;nbsp; They are both usually upstairs&amp;nbsp;entertained with a&amp;nbsp;"Car Bridge" or Princess Castle (which is so adorable by the way. I&amp;nbsp;love Melissa&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; Doug&amp;nbsp;toys) and completely engulfed in their hilarious imaginary play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, um, notice that skateboard?!? I am banking on at least one broken bone and one set of stiches caused by that thing before this year is over.&amp;nbsp; And&amp;nbsp;just for the record,&amp;nbsp;it was Scott's idea, not mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1V3qZ9AfI/AAAAAAAABpI/A_VIrnkkzzY/s1600/IMG_4958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1V3qZ9AfI/AAAAAAAABpI/A_VIrnkkzzY/s320/IMG_4958.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The company I work for&amp;nbsp;gave us&amp;nbsp;iPods for Christmas and that thing&amp;nbsp;has been as&amp;nbsp;good as gold at our house.&amp;nbsp; It's the perfect "leverage" for a techy loving 4 year old.&amp;nbsp; He&amp;nbsp;knows his way around that thing better than I do. It's bordeline creepy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Delaney got this play mat from Gramma Susie...she loves it, which means I do too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1V6zs96WI/AAAAAAAABpM/D-ExcHu370E/s1600/IMG_4965.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1V6zs96WI/AAAAAAAABpM/D-ExcHu370E/s320/IMG_4965.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bianca recieved this little puppy from&amp;nbsp;our cousin&amp;nbsp;gift exchange&amp;nbsp;and it's with her ALL. DAY. LONG.&amp;nbsp; And that big doggy purse is full of all her "trinkets"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1WA6ZCuQI/AAAAAAAABpQ/2iWOo7RYDKY/s1600/IMG_4994.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1WA6ZCuQI/AAAAAAAABpQ/2iWOo7RYDKY/s320/IMG_4994.JPG" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS3TAsEy8fI/AAAAAAAABps/-pAPm2QqLFg/s1600/IMG_4996.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS3TAsEy8fI/AAAAAAAABps/-pAPm2QqLFg/s320/IMG_4996.JPG" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope you enjoy that puppy babe,&amp;nbsp;because it&amp;nbsp;is the closest thing you will EVER get to a pet at this house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mark my words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1WEG55Z_I/AAAAAAAABpU/3qy_awdDrpU/s1600/IMG_4997.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1WEG55Z_I/AAAAAAAABpU/3qy_awdDrpU/s320/IMG_4997.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a totally different note, Miss Delaney will be 4 months old in a couple of days.&amp;nbsp; This gal has got to be the happiest baby that ever lived.&amp;nbsp; I'm not kidding.&amp;nbsp; She is smiles and giggles all day, then sleeps all night.&amp;nbsp; If every baby were like her,&amp;nbsp;I would probably&amp;nbsp;have 5 more kids.&amp;nbsp; Just kidding. {But seriously}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is rolling all over the place, and especially&amp;nbsp;likes to roll onto her belly and lift herself as for off the ground as she can.&amp;nbsp; She is one strong girl...but I suppose you have to be when you have a 4 year old and 2 year old&amp;nbsp;trying to pummel you all day long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1WGX9jLiI/AAAAAAAABpY/I-ymZ_HHiMM/s1600/IMG_4968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1WGX9jLiI/AAAAAAAABpY/I-ymZ_HHiMM/s320/IMG_4968.JPG" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Laney LOVES Jack.&amp;nbsp; He gets her giggling harder than anyone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From her end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1WJboCwII/AAAAAAAABpc/274UOu03iMY/s1600/IMG_5006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1WJboCwII/AAAAAAAABpc/274UOu03iMY/s320/IMG_5006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From his end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1WL6FzhrI/AAAAAAAABpg/1O15fHiMrhA/s1600/IMG_5004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1WL6FzhrI/AAAAAAAABpg/1O15fHiMrhA/s320/IMG_5004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pure joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1eD9_ZtrI/AAAAAAAABpo/89uyUcw-FiA/s1600/IMG_5005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1eD9_ZtrI/AAAAAAAABpo/89uyUcw-FiA/s320/IMG_5005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-3247876635962918024?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/3247876635962918024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=3247876635962918024' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3247876635962918024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3247876635962918024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-aftermath.html' title='Christmas aftermath...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TS1V3qZ9AfI/AAAAAAAABpI/A_VIrnkkzzY/s72-c/IMG_4958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-5549947247350754135</id><published>2010-12-28T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T00:48:54.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 - Our Year of "Firsts"</title><content type='html'>2010 was a busy year for the Springer family, and if I had to define it, it would be our year of "firsts".&amp;nbsp; Let's do a little re-cap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In February, Bianca experienced her first set of stitches.&amp;nbsp; Jack also got stitches this year, but sadly, it wasn't his first.&amp;nbsp; That kid is a constant accident waiting to happen.&amp;nbsp; I wish I&amp;nbsp;could say this was our first&amp;nbsp;trip to the ER, but&amp;nbsp;it wasn't....and this trip would be accompanied by a 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th&amp;nbsp;trip.&amp;nbsp; Awesome. I especially love the ER co-pays, they're the best {insert hint of sarcasm}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRmOCHzYrEI/AAAAAAAABog/EFZx1aUOn8A/s1600/DSC_0551%255B1%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRmOCHzYrEI/AAAAAAAABog/EFZx1aUOn8A/s320/DSC_0551%255B1%255D.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- The same weekend of Bianca's stitches marked the kids' first car accident.&amp;nbsp; It was awful.&amp;nbsp; Luckily they were fine, but I was knocked unconscious and ended up with 10 staples in my head...oooh, my first set of staples! see, this IS our year of firsts!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;We purchased our first Minivan this year...I am officially a minivan-for-life kind of gal now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRmOICQQCCI/AAAAAAAABoo/bBUWdNXlLNs/s1600/2008_hyundai_entourage_20159483-396x249%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRmOICQQCCI/AAAAAAAABoo/bBUWdNXlLNs/s1600/2008_hyundai_entourage_20159483-396x249%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;- I met my first celebrity...The Pioneer Woman! I loved her, and she thought&amp;nbsp;my hair&amp;nbsp;was cute so I'm pretty sure that makes me her BFF.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRmOFm6WWaI/AAAAAAAABok/CWDXEK5YYLE/s1600/IMG_0253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRmOFm6WWaI/AAAAAAAABok/CWDXEK5YYLE/s1600/IMG_0253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;- In August we purchasd our first house! With our growing family, we knew it was time to say goodbye to the apartment dwelling days.&amp;nbsp; The homebuying process proved challenging, but it was well worth it.&amp;nbsp; We have loved the change!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRmOKWekRqI/AAAAAAAABos/hxK0G3nxclY/s1600/2010-06-14_13_36_09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRmOKWekRqI/AAAAAAAABos/hxK0G3nxclY/s1600/2010-06-14_13_36_09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;August also marked our first ever camping trip.&amp;nbsp; We accompanied our friends, the Kleins to beautiful&amp;nbsp;Crescent Lake and had such a great time...I can't wait to go camping again this summer and NOT be 8 1/2 months pregnant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRmONXDuu4I/AAAAAAAABow/AXX8dtVeLDI/s1600/IMG_1730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRmONXDuu4I/AAAAAAAABow/AXX8dtVeLDI/s320/IMG_1730.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- In September,&amp;nbsp;Sweet Delaney joined our&amp;nbsp;family.&amp;nbsp; I know that she wasn't our&amp;nbsp;first, but she was most definately a highlight.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I guess she kind of qualifies because&amp;nbsp;she was our first baby over 9 lbs AND our&amp;nbsp;first red&amp;nbsp;head, {which is getting more red every day}.&amp;nbsp; She fits perfectly in our little family.&amp;nbsp; We love this&amp;nbsp;gal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRmOTtzqv4I/AAAAAAAABo0/3pzqywOQTPQ/s1600/IMG_8956.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRmOTtzqv4I/AAAAAAAABo0/3pzqywOQTPQ/s320/IMG_8956.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Man, we had a great year and are excited to see what 2011 brings...I'm espcially looking forward to Jack starting preschool and Scotty graduating from grad school. Wahoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-5549947247350754135?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/5549947247350754135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=5549947247350754135' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/5549947247350754135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/5549947247350754135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-our-year-of-firsts.html' title='2010 - Our Year of &quot;Firsts&quot;'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRmOCHzYrEI/AAAAAAAABog/EFZx1aUOn8A/s72-c/DSC_0551%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-2064154122149768922</id><published>2010-12-25T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T16:21:12.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Eve&amp;nbsp;has always been my favorite day of the year.&amp;nbsp; The excitement, the anticipation, and magic...I live for it.&amp;nbsp; This year we started Christmas Eve off with Christmas movies and relaxation for most of the day...it was so nice to have a little down time.&amp;nbsp; We also opened a new pair of jammies from Nana Cindy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When clothing is involved, there MUST be a fashion show, especially for Bianca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"How do I look?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaFciJ-gwI/AAAAAAAABn0/E7l01wONP0E/s1600/IMG_4926.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaFciJ-gwI/AAAAAAAABn0/E7l01wONP0E/s400/IMG_4926.JPG" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ok, how about now?!?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaFgS7QOkI/AAAAAAAABn8/ZzRNAe7lyQc/s1600/IMG_4928.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaFgS7QOkI/AAAAAAAABn8/ZzRNAe7lyQc/s400/IMG_4928.JPG" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Alright, here's your money shot, mom"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaFfJDjfuI/AAAAAAAABn4/hOATeKC4YqY/s1600/IMG_4927.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaFfJDjfuI/AAAAAAAABn4/hOATeKC4YqY/s400/IMG_4927.JPG" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next, My little sous chef helped make cookies for Santa. Nana Cindy bought Jack this "Manly" apron...he LOVES helping me measure ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaFjcCcn9I/AAAAAAAABoA/4hGgiX1OccA/s1600/IMG_4916.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaFjcCcn9I/AAAAAAAABoA/4hGgiX1OccA/s400/IMG_4916.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were thinking that Santa gets sick of regular chocolate chip cookies, so we opted for Reese's&amp;nbsp;Peanut Butter Cup Cups...perfect for a 4 year old to help with too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaFksyZTBI/AAAAAAAABoE/aAQmPkbxahE/s1600/IMG_4917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaFksyZTBI/AAAAAAAABoE/aAQmPkbxahE/s400/IMG_4917.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma Susie and Grandpa Terry Came over for some dinner.&amp;nbsp; We made LOTS of cookies for Santa so they were kind enough to help us eat a few...heaven knows Santa doesn't need to eat 40 of those cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaFnCiu4sI/AAAAAAAABoI/M2Va5Ya_MeU/s1600/IMG_4932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaFnCiu4sI/AAAAAAAABoI/M2Va5Ya_MeU/s400/IMG_4932.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And&amp;nbsp;let's not forget&amp;nbsp;our sweet&amp;nbsp;baby D...always&amp;nbsp;happy and chubby&amp;nbsp;as can be.&amp;nbsp; And growing like a weed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaIf7gAQVI/AAAAAAAABoM/MLbze_l8dVI/s1600/IMG_4920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaIf7gAQVI/AAAAAAAABoM/MLbze_l8dVI/s400/IMG_4920.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The evening was perfect, and Christmas morning was even better {pics to come later}.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have enjoyed this season and all that it entails...the gifts, lights, treats, magic,&amp;nbsp;and most&amp;nbsp;importantly the true meaning of Christmas with the&amp;nbsp;birth of our Savior,&amp;nbsp;Jesus Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-2064154122149768922?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/2064154122149768922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=2064154122149768922' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2064154122149768922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2064154122149768922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TRaFciJ-gwI/AAAAAAAABn0/E7l01wONP0E/s72-c/IMG_4926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-190389682197876853</id><published>2010-12-16T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T10:26:44.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is good.</title><content type='html'>No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's been over a month since I have posted last.&amp;nbsp; Not much has been happening around the Springer house.&amp;nbsp; Well, except for the trip to the ER after Jack slammed Bianca's finger in the door fracturing her knuckle.&amp;nbsp; That was a fun day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nothing like a mangled finger to get the adrenaline pumping, right?!?&amp;nbsp;We also took a short trip to Utah for Thanksgiving, which became REALLY short because of nasty weather and treacherous roads.&amp;nbsp; Sadly, I don't think I snapped a single picture all weekend.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and winter craft shows took up a good portion of November.&amp;nbsp; Glad those are done!&amp;nbsp; So, I suppose a fair amount has been happening around here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life is great, because of sweet Delaney.&amp;nbsp; We can't get enough of her sweet temperment, giggles, and big smiles.&amp;nbsp; I can already tell she&amp;nbsp;will be the "peacemaker" of the&amp;nbsp;family.&amp;nbsp; I don't think there has ever been a more mild mannered baby.&amp;nbsp; My only complaints were her sleeping habits, but those are long gone and have been replaced with a full nights sleep starting at about 10 pm.&amp;nbsp; It feels good to sleep again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little glimpse of what&amp;nbsp;we get to enjoy all day... (pardon my dorky voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b84552ab2f5bc76d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db84552ab2f5bc76d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331735357%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE8FD2099208DFE75BA550EBDCE3DE322C675F74.5C963971BDE171DBFFDEF3A865A173CC40122A4E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db84552ab2f5bc76d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjbiD4K5Z0pGumUPutnBM8Yl5zt4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db84552ab2f5bc76d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331735357%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE8FD2099208DFE75BA550EBDCE3DE322C675F74.5C963971BDE171DBFFDEF3A865A173CC40122A4E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db84552ab2f5bc76d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjbiD4K5Z0pGumUPutnBM8Yl5zt4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas season has been lots of fun with Jack and Bianca being a little older.&amp;nbsp; We have the house decked out with lots of christmas cheer. Stockings have been hung, lights have been strung, and a beautiful Natavity sits on top of a bookshelf to help us remember the true meaning of this holiday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The kids have been loving every minute of it all! Christmas is so magical to a 4 year old, and we have been eating it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,&amp;nbsp; If you have little kiddos, you need to go to this website &lt;a href="http://www.portablenorthpole.tv/home"&gt;http://www.portablenorthpole.tv/home&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; and make one of these videos.&amp;nbsp; It only takes a few minutes, and it will NOT dissapoint!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We told Jack that Santa wanted to "skype" him, you should have seen his face when Santa knew his name and had a picture of him. it was priceless.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Santa "skyped" Bianca the next day and I caught a little snippet.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty cute... (I love Jack in the background responding to Santa.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-298e8a4a0bb3dcf3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D298e8a4a0bb3dcf3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331735357%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6D55B4EDF638AD5668039A759F4D35A81D350191.2F0B5D55E1C8E3B8991D2E3C80C23D8802DCDC5A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D298e8a4a0bb3dcf3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX4KMbSf7BwttWnrFvjXBG0BPmiY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D298e8a4a0bb3dcf3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331735357%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6D55B4EDF638AD5668039A759F4D35A81D350191.2F0B5D55E1C8E3B8991D2E3C80C23D8802DCDC5A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D298e8a4a0bb3dcf3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX4KMbSf7BwttWnrFvjXBG0BPmiY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you are all enjoying the season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be back soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But don't hold your breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-190389682197876853?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/190389682197876853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=190389682197876853' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/190389682197876853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/190389682197876853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-is-good.html' title='Life is good.'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-1144494201178638442</id><published>2010-11-07T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T22:50:52.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So true...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z03lwK8NaBQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z03lwK8NaBQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I watched this video and laughed.&amp;nbsp;so. hard.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleep is crucial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which is why I am not in love with Laney's sleep schedule as of late.&amp;nbsp; The little peanut is bright eyed and bushy tailed from 10 PM to 2:30 AM every night...but then she sleeps until 2 the next day (which I am totally not complaing about).&amp;nbsp; It wouldn't be so bad, but Jack and Bianca are up&amp;nbsp;at or before 7 AM.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;5 1/2 hours is ok for now, but I don't think it will take long before the devil gets ahold of me :)&amp;nbsp; I think I&amp;nbsp;might need to start keeping a *gasp*&amp;nbsp;diet coke in the fridge for emergencies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't really been fighting Laney's schedule for a&amp;nbsp;couple of&amp;nbsp;reasons.&amp;nbsp; First, I really like that I have the morning to get a lot done, and spend time with Jack and Bianca.&amp;nbsp; Also, with life as crazy as it is, I'm glad I am getting to take the time in the quiet hours of the night to snuggle her, because she is growing up much to quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having said that, I am also looking forward to month 4 when I can start sleep training this gal&amp;nbsp;and get on a more routine schedule...because Nazi&amp;nbsp;schedules are how we stay sane at this house, er, how &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; stay sane at this house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of getting to month 4, I can't believe that month 2 is creeping up on us this week!! Crazy that she is already that old. Time is flying by!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Along with keeping me up until the wee hours of the night, Laney also&amp;nbsp;loves her swing and laying under the lamp in the living/family room.&amp;nbsp; If she isn't being held, those are the two places you can always find her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When she is on the floor, it isn't without eagle eye supervision of course...do you think I would leave her on the floor unattended with Jack and Bianca around?!?&amp;nbsp; Yeah, I don't think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because this is what happens when she is on the floor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is instantly attacked with slobbery kisses (among other things).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TNeZriGy8hI/AAAAAAAABnY/S_ydn0OjEMo/s1600/IMG_9266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TNeZriGy8hI/AAAAAAAABnY/S_ydn0OjEMo/s320/IMG_9266.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TNeZzPHJrsI/AAAAAAAABng/YijLbP9iSX4/s1600/IMG_9292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TNeZzPHJrsI/AAAAAAAABng/YijLbP9iSX4/s320/IMG_9292.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When&amp;nbsp;she isn't being poked and prodded, she will kick for a bit then&amp;nbsp;pass out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(The picture above and the one below were taken within minutes of each other...talk about a crash napper!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TNeZ2jWiVwI/AAAAAAAABnk/Dp72sq-LeAQ/s1600/IMG_9297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TNeZ2jWiVwI/AAAAAAAABnk/Dp72sq-LeAQ/s320/IMG_9297.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And totally off the subject, I love this&amp;nbsp;tiny&amp;nbsp;foot.&amp;nbsp; So dainty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TNeZ_idCpiI/AAAAAAAABno/3LtDBwCRJkw/s1600/IMG_9280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TNeZ_idCpiI/AAAAAAAABno/3LtDBwCRJkw/s320/IMG_9280.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hear&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;Delaney calling, time for my snuggling hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Good night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-1144494201178638442?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/1144494201178638442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=1144494201178638442' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1144494201178638442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1144494201178638442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-true.html' title='So true...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TNeZriGy8hI/AAAAAAAABnY/S_ydn0OjEMo/s72-c/IMG_9266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-3099717136719657823</id><published>2010-10-26T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T23:42:25.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Halloween Happenings...</title><content type='html'>Halloween is in full swing this week at the Springer house.&amp;nbsp; On Monday night for Family Home Evening, we decided some pumpkin carving was in order to get us in the holiday mood.&amp;nbsp; Me and Bianca had a blast taking out the "guts" while Jack stood by and complained that it was gross and "gisdusting"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bianca wanted to show you what the guts looked like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfC8lnE8WI/AAAAAAAABm0/kbCRK3x1ElE/s1600/IMG_9354.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfC8lnE8WI/AAAAAAAABm0/kbCRK3x1ElE/s320/IMG_9354.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here is me.&amp;nbsp; There is little evidence on the blog that I actually exist, so there you have it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfDIb7O5HI/AAAAAAAABm4/4owvjUWR4E4/s1600/IMG_9357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfDIb7O5HI/AAAAAAAABm4/4owvjUWR4E4/s320/IMG_9357.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfCyJGJYNI/AAAAAAAABmw/FtNJiA6QrnI/s1600/IMG_9345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfCyJGJYNI/AAAAAAAABmw/FtNJiA6QrnI/s320/IMG_9345.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hey Jack, do you want to join in on&amp;nbsp;some family fun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"No fankyou"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{see that little gash on Jacks cheek? Um, yeah...that was a trip to the ER for 3 stitches after an unfortunate stumble off the couch onto the corner our ottoman. Man, that kid is always keeping me on my toes.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfD4ldsrQI/AAAAAAAABm8/okXz98BeZww/s1600/IMG_9350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfD4ldsrQI/AAAAAAAABm8/okXz98BeZww/s320/IMG_9350.JPG" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There are no pictures of the finished pumpkin, daddy had to step in to do the carving and I had my hands full trying to keep two curious kiddos from getting their fingers chopped off.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But it's a dandy...triangle eyes, a square nose, and a crescent moon for a mouth.&amp;nbsp; We kept it simple as the attention spans were dwindling :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight we had the annual Trunk-or-treat.&amp;nbsp; Bianca and Delaney each have an adorable tutu, so I decided to make them into charming little garden fairies...it's amazing&amp;nbsp;what can be done with&amp;nbsp;some hot glue and dollar store flowers and wings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bianca was beyond ecstatic to have such a pretty outfit to wear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfGovnjVeI/AAAAAAAABnM/MJQqayyIVto/s1600/IMG_9368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfGovnjVeI/AAAAAAAABnM/MJQqayyIVto/s320/IMG_9368.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There you go, work it girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfGXdsHtGI/AAAAAAAABnA/qwx9SttKaU0/s1600/IMG_9367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfGXdsHtGI/AAAAAAAABnA/qwx9SttKaU0/s320/IMG_9367.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Baby D was pretty indifferent.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfGZfPpRkI/AAAAAAAABnE/zW1DcLglFt0/s1600/IMG_9365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfGZfPpRkI/AAAAAAAABnE/zW1DcLglFt0/s320/IMG_9365.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Or maybe she didn't love it afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfGx_UDjcI/AAAAAAAABnQ/O6Gfg5MPuoQ/s1600/IMG_9389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfGx_UDjcI/AAAAAAAABnQ/O6Gfg5MPuoQ/s320/IMG_9389.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then we had an outlaw.&amp;nbsp; It is impossible to get a good picture of Jack&amp;nbsp;if there is ANYTHING going on around him...this kid won't sit still for a second.&amp;nbsp; I'll see if I can snap a better picture on halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfGcGsFEUI/AAAAAAAABnI/RAG7qBMMd0U/s1600/IMG_9378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfGcGsFEUI/AAAAAAAABnI/RAG7qBMMd0U/s320/IMG_9378.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have already had a fun filled two days...we'll have to see what the rest of the week brings!! stay tuned for more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-3099717136719657823?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/3099717136719657823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=3099717136719657823' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3099717136719657823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3099717136719657823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-happenings.html' title='The Halloween Happenings...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TMfC8lnE8WI/AAAAAAAABm0/kbCRK3x1ElE/s72-c/IMG_9354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-1970339372399330464</id><published>2010-10-17T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:05:24.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This n' that...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe how quickly time is flying by around here.&amp;nbsp; Baby Laney will be FIVE weeks old tomorrow...I seriously feel like we JUST brought her home from the hospital.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My parents came last week to see the kiddos and give Laney the love-ups for the a couple of days.&amp;nbsp; It was a&amp;nbsp;perfectly low key weekend filled with stories, couch lounging, baby holding, Bianca giggling, and Jack chasing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's my cute mom...man I miss this lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TLvc-FVwCBI/AAAAAAAABmk/uzfvZXQsE8E/s1600/DSCN0042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TLvc-FVwCBI/AAAAAAAABmk/uzfvZXQsE8E/s320/DSCN0042.JPG" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bianca couldn't get enough of my dad.&amp;nbsp; I don't think I have ever heard her giggle so hard as when Papa was around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TLvcTjjkDVI/AAAAAAAABmg/gj-8niqkbTM/s1600/DSCN0053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TLvcTjjkDVI/AAAAAAAABmg/gj-8niqkbTM/s320/DSCN0053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Over the last few weeks&amp;nbsp;Delaney has been surprised us with some crazy red hair!! Every day it gets a little more red...I suppose scotty's red whiskers and my Grandma's fiery red hair&amp;nbsp;is where she gets it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TLvcIz_HdMI/AAAAAAAABmY/zwkMoppmCsE/s1600/DSCN0040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TLvcIz_HdMI/AAAAAAAABmY/zwkMoppmCsE/s320/DSCN0040.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TLvb9bVzLXI/AAAAAAAABmQ/M_2f8KSYo0E/s1600/DSCN0020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TLvb9bVzLXI/AAAAAAAABmQ/M_2f8KSYo0E/s320/DSCN0020.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I love that I have a blonde, a brunette, and a redhead...not many people get to have a "neapolitan family"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I can't wait to see how&amp;nbsp;red it will really come in....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TLvcDokcGNI/AAAAAAAABmU/mopl0NiAt7k/s1600/DSCN0037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TLvcDokcGNI/AAAAAAAABmU/mopl0NiAt7k/s320/DSCN0037.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is DEFINATELY worth mentioning...drumroll please...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We replaced Bianca's gross fliplops!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With these adorable rainboots...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TLvb3FErOtI/AAAAAAAABmM/9uA-wHJIync/s1600/DSCN0019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TLvb3FErOtI/AAAAAAAABmM/9uA-wHJIync/s320/DSCN0019.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It sure felt good to toss those awful shoes in the trash.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;I still have a million pictures to post...Delaney's sweet Blessing, Jack's FOURTH birthday, and other random things.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Be patient my friends, I'll get there!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-1970339372399330464?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/1970339372399330464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=1970339372399330464' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1970339372399330464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1970339372399330464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-n-that.html' title='This n&apos; that...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TLvc-FVwCBI/AAAAAAAABmk/uzfvZXQsE8E/s72-c/DSCN0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-8035939446968229280</id><published>2010-10-06T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:39:58.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>checking in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I know I've been a&amp;nbsp;bit of an absentee blogger these days, but I will jump back on the wagon soon.&amp;nbsp; For now, you can all rest assured that this little darling does this for most of the day{and night, lucky us}...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TKwjvMVee6I/AAAAAAAABmA/NkJgE33TPuI/s1600/IMG_9018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TKwjvMVee6I/AAAAAAAABmA/NkJgE33TPuI/s400/IMG_9018.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Infact, we rarely hear a peep out of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have to say, the transition from 2 to 3 has not been as bad as I anticipated.&amp;nbsp; Ask me&amp;nbsp;again when&amp;nbsp;I venture out in public on my own for the first time though...I might have something different to say! &amp;nbsp;I do look forward to 5 o'clock more than ever lately...when daddy walks through the door and gives me a little break.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I still have yet to experience ALL three kiddos crying at once.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;shhh, don't tell.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to jinx myself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Life is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No, life is great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TKwj-E8pinI/AAAAAAAABmE/ChsA_YvaAio/s1600/IMG_9020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TKwj-E8pinI/AAAAAAAABmE/ChsA_YvaAio/s320/IMG_9020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have lots of great pictures to post, stay tuned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-8035939446968229280?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/8035939446968229280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=8035939446968229280' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/8035939446968229280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/8035939446968229280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/10/checking-in.html' title='checking in...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TKwjvMVee6I/AAAAAAAABmA/NkJgE33TPuI/s72-c/IMG_9018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-3674307698768996241</id><published>2010-09-18T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T20:13:11.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smitten...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TJQSxnwH2zI/AAAAAAAABlY/IGiltvzSHpc/s1600/IMG_8956.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TJQSxnwH2zI/AAAAAAAABlY/IGiltvzSHpc/s400/IMG_8956.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet Delaney has us all wrapped around her little finger.&amp;nbsp; Not only is she absolutely adorable {yeah, I can say that}, but she sleeps and eats&amp;nbsp;like you would not believe.&amp;nbsp; I can feel the pounds melting off of me and on to her&amp;nbsp;as she&amp;nbsp;guzzles and gulps...heehee, if only these pounds actually melted away :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At this point Delaney has been pretty well received by Jack and Bianca.&amp;nbsp; Bianca seems to be indifferent for the&amp;nbsp;most part.&amp;nbsp; She likes&amp;nbsp;to watch me get her&amp;nbsp;dressed, and change her diaper, but&amp;nbsp;other than that, she&amp;nbsp;pays little to no attention to her.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For now, I think I prefer it that way.&amp;nbsp; Jack on the other hand is completely smitten by baby Laney.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Where ever she is, he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TJVzq6CHoSI/AAAAAAAABlg/7lH_uS65P4I/s1600/IMG_8970.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TJVzq6CHoSI/AAAAAAAABlg/7lH_uS65P4I/s400/IMG_8970.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even if it's just while he's watching a movie, he wants he to be holding her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TJV0DhOFZVI/AAAAAAAABlw/Pu7dBkMMC64/s1600/IMG_8936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TJV0DhOFZVI/AAAAAAAABlw/Pu7dBkMMC64/s400/IMG_8936.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And he is usually &lt;em&gt;{gently}&lt;/em&gt; rubbing her head, &lt;em&gt;{softly}&lt;/em&gt; holding her fingers, or &lt;em&gt;{tenderly}&lt;/em&gt; kissing her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TJVzxs9APBI/AAAAAAAABlo/e6zFyfQksLo/s1600/IMG_8959.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TJVzxs9APBI/AAAAAAAABlo/e6zFyfQksLo/s400/IMG_8959.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I see a very protective older brother in the future for this little gal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TJV1ZFkRVKI/AAAAAAAABl4/FydnWxjBb08/s1600/IMG_9008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TJV1ZFkRVKI/AAAAAAAABl4/FydnWxjBb08/s400/IMG_9008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-3674307698768996241?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/3674307698768996241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=3674307698768996241' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3674307698768996241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3674307698768996241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/09/smitten.html' title='Smitten...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TJQSxnwH2zI/AAAAAAAABlY/IGiltvzSHpc/s72-c/IMG_8956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-5330783296541923064</id><published>2010-09-14T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T10:47:18.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Finally} Introducing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TI-nKZd4bzI/AAAAAAAABkg/0cnKO_W_FzQ/s1600/IMG_8855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TI-nKZd4bzI/AAAAAAAABkg/0cnKO_W_FzQ/s400/IMG_8855.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Miss Delaney Springer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weighing in at a VERY solid &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;9 lbs 8&amp;nbsp;oz&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, that's right, you heard me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My belly was so big for a reason!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TI-oNAL7lcI/AAAAAAAABko/mHUha8kCpsM/s1600/IMG_8816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TI-oNAL7lcI/AAAAAAAABko/mHUha8kCpsM/s320/IMG_8816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That hair...I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TI-qYnWFsMI/AAAAAAAABlQ/sL6zwwfDqg8/s1600/IMG_8813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TI-qYnWFsMI/AAAAAAAABlQ/sL6zwwfDqg8/s400/IMG_8813.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day went smoothly...we arrived at the hospital at 5:30 AM, got everything ready to go, and were in surgery right at 7:30.&amp;nbsp; The C-section went quickly, and I was in recovery within about 45 minutes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can already tell this litle gal is going to be a daddy's girl...She is only about 15 minutes old here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are smitten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TI-ocVWRaBI/AAAAAAAABkw/WGRDgbewkus/s1600/IMG_8831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TI-ocVWRaBI/AAAAAAAABkw/WGRDgbewkus/s400/IMG_8831.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack is in love with baby Laney...I can tell he will be a great helper at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TI-ouhBPtgI/AAAAAAAABk4/RcrK2UG2PJE/s1600/IMG_8885.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TI-ouhBPtgI/AAAAAAAABk4/RcrK2UG2PJE/s400/IMG_8885.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't be fooled by the look of excitement from Bianca,&amp;nbsp; it wasn't without LOTS of coaxing that we got Bianca to get this close to Delaney.&amp;nbsp; She didn't want anything to do with her.&amp;nbsp; It will be interesting to see how she handles things once we get home...I'm sure I'll have plenty of stories to tell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TI-oyVx3Z5I/AAAAAAAABlA/J6d3ySx0QNA/s1600/IMG_8891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TI-oyVx3Z5I/AAAAAAAABlA/J6d3ySx0QNA/s400/IMG_8891.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As for mommy and baby, we are doing pretty well.&amp;nbsp; My recovery is going extremely well, and I feel like I will be feeling good in no time!&amp;nbsp; Baby Delaney is proving to be a fussy baby.&amp;nbsp; We are hoping that the little gal is just starving...I have never had a good milk supply and with such a big baby, it takes a lot to keep her fed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Hopefully&amp;nbsp;it will only be a couple more days and we will have a happy camper, well two happy campers :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There will be more pics to come.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For now, I should try and&amp;nbsp;get some rest!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-5330783296541923064?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/5330783296541923064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=5330783296541923064' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/5330783296541923064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/5330783296541923064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/09/finally-introducing.html' title='{Finally} Introducing...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TI-nKZd4bzI/AAAAAAAABkg/0cnKO_W_FzQ/s72-c/IMG_8855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-6227233675182544242</id><published>2010-09-12T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T23:12:07.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In just 5 hours...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My alarm will ring&amp;nbsp;and we'll wake up&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;head to the hospital.&amp;nbsp; Sweet Delaney will be here before some of you even wake up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scotty will have the laptop ready to post pictures of the the little beauty immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For now, I will try and get some sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-6227233675182544242?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/6227233675182544242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=6227233675182544242' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/6227233675182544242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/6227233675182544242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-just-5-hours.html' title='In just 5 hours...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-5109366404523988397</id><published>2010-09-06T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:18:08.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>39 weeks, and what I've been up to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am finally on the home stretch!&amp;nbsp; By this time next week, I will be in recovery snuggling my sweet Delaney.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't be more excited to hold a baby in my arms!&amp;nbsp; But having only a week left, also means crunch time...I am mostly finished with the furniture redo's I have been working on, so this week will be devoted to crafting.&amp;nbsp; We have a show just two weeks after the baby is born, so I want to try and have everything done before then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At 39 weeks, I feel great.&amp;nbsp; By the end of the day I am most certainly waddling around, but I still have pretty good energy.&amp;nbsp; I am lucky to be carrying a pretty low baby, which means I am breathing easy these days.&amp;nbsp; I remember with Jack and Bianca, when they were finally born I took my first deep breath in MONTHS.&amp;nbsp; I have been seeing two different doctors (They will both be doing the c-section because by the 3rd one, there is more tissue and scarring to take care of).&amp;nbsp; One of the doctors says Delaney will be a big baby, surely over 8 lbs.&amp;nbsp; The other doctor thinks we have a petite&amp;nbsp;little gal on our hands at barely 7 lbs.&amp;nbsp; I'm anxious to see what we&amp;nbsp;get! As long as she has hair I don't really care.&amp;nbsp;Just kidding. But seriously.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the front view, things aren't looking too bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIVzQ6B4tBI/AAAAAAAABjQ/agK17tFxung/s1600/IMG_4856.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIVzQ6B4tBI/AAAAAAAABjQ/agK17tFxung/s400/IMG_4856.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's the side view that's alarming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIVzW52cEAI/AAAAAAAABjY/mbVKekNPBfM/s1600/IMG_4858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIVzW52cEAI/AAAAAAAABjY/mbVKekNPBfM/s400/IMG_4858.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, enough of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For the last couple of weeks, I have been trying my best to put our home together.&amp;nbsp; The thing about moving from a tiny apartment, to a house that's twice as big, is that it needs to be filled.&amp;nbsp; Buying a house however, meant our budget would be restricted.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, what's a poor girl to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hit up all the local garage sales, of course!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've had a blast picking up furniture for next to nothing, and refinishing it.&amp;nbsp; Let me take you on a little tour...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, we needed a table.&amp;nbsp; In our last place, we were on a card table which also doubled as my craft table.&amp;nbsp; It was less than appealing with paint, glitter, and hot glue all over it.&amp;nbsp; I pickup up this little darling for 30 bucks at a garage sale...the little old man just wanted it gone.&amp;nbsp; It was in pretty rough looking shape, but a few coats of paint, some sanding, and stain made her into a real&amp;nbsp;beaut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The table is extremely solid, and I love the windsor chairs.&amp;nbsp; We have black appliances in the kitchen, but the cupboards are brown, so with the table, I wanted to incorporate black and brown together.&amp;nbsp; You'll notice on the chair, it looks pretty beat up...it's that way on purpose.&amp;nbsp; I sanded down any edges so I could stain them brown.&amp;nbsp; The pictures don't do it justice, but I love how it turned out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIV5hv5ORWI/AAAAAAAABjg/BvF5k9tL8rE/s1600/IMG_4820.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIV5hv5ORWI/AAAAAAAABjg/BvF5k9tL8rE/s400/IMG_4820.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next, Our bedroom has always been too small for end tables or anything.&amp;nbsp; Our bed has always been pushed into a corner. I always hated&amp;nbsp;our bedroom.&amp;nbsp; Now that we have a bigger Master, I want to make it a place that scott and I can go and relax and hang out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First, there are the end tables.&amp;nbsp; I got these babies for 7 dollars a piece,&amp;nbsp;but did splurge 2.50 a piece&amp;nbsp;on the new knobs and World Market.&amp;nbsp; I painted, sanded, and stained them.&amp;nbsp; I wanted the stain to really show up because I wanted to&amp;nbsp;tie in the chocolate brown with the headboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIWoptrOzzI/AAAAAAAABjo/Xx0bek182gw/s1600/IMG_4832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIWoptrOzzI/AAAAAAAABjo/Xx0bek182gw/s400/IMG_4832.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A closer look...once again, it's got some imperfection, but that's the look I was going for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIWoy3BGyeI/AAAAAAAABjw/v0R3VxIwFZQ/s1600/IMG_4834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIWoy3BGyeI/AAAAAAAABjw/v0R3VxIwFZQ/s400/IMG_4834.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next is one of my favorites.&amp;nbsp; I scored this rocking chair for $10.00.&amp;nbsp; I wanted it to go in the bedroom, so I painted it the same color as the end tables.&amp;nbsp; Funny thing about that pillow...I saw it at Fred Meyer and thought it would be perfect, but was NOT willing to fork out 20 dollars for it.&amp;nbsp; As luck would have it, I spotted the same pillow at a garage sale just a few days later for 3 bucks. sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIWo6oCU_VI/AAAAAAAABkA/gB0WD3pswaY/s1600/IMG_4836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIWo6oCU_VI/AAAAAAAABkA/gB0WD3pswaY/s400/IMG_4836.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the base...I love how the stain brings out the lines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIWpBz4-L7I/AAAAAAAABkI/jTIyLBffLIU/s1600/IMG_4835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIWpBz4-L7I/AAAAAAAABkI/jTIyLBffLIU/s400/IMG_4835.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When we moved, our bed frame was damaged, so I knew we had to buy a new one.&amp;nbsp; No big deal, they cost around $35.00.&amp;nbsp; I bought a hideous (hideous like, the paint was the color of what you'd find in a newborn's diaper, and the fabric covering it was sporting&amp;nbsp;puke green, purple, gold, and black stripes. gross) &amp;nbsp;padded&amp;nbsp;headboard off craiglist that had a&amp;nbsp;frame attached for $25.00.&amp;nbsp; Double score!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I painted the wood chocolate brown, and re-upholstered the padded area with a very soft almost minky chocolate fabric I found in the clearance bin at JoAnns.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is SO comfy to lay against (the padding is about three inches thick).&amp;nbsp; It makes it so nice to sit in bed to read...or blog :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIWo2C0yF9I/AAAAAAAABj4/NJ-h76Trd_8/s1600/IMG_4831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIWo2C0yF9I/AAAAAAAABj4/NJ-h76Trd_8/s400/IMG_4831.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There is still nothing on the walls in the bedroom, that will have to wait.&amp;nbsp; For now, it will be a perfect place to sit and snuggle with a baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lastly, The kids room is something I want to make really fun.&amp;nbsp; I want to make it a place they want to play...genius idea, huh.&amp;nbsp; I found this little laundry hanger at a garage sale for .50 cents, and just painted it pink then nailed it the wall.&amp;nbsp; The mirror was found for 3 bucks at lowes, and I will be printing out some pink vinyl with a girlie saying to complete the look.&amp;nbsp; That hanger has been great for all the accessories this girl has!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIWpMlcDfhI/AAAAAAAABkQ/ATiKzkyTwZU/s1600/IMG_4841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TIWpMlcDfhI/AAAAAAAABkQ/ATiKzkyTwZU/s400/IMG_4841.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think that's it for now...for the next month or so anyway :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for coming along, if you have any questions let me know, and I will respond in the comment section!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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It's out in the open now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've never liked the thought of camping.&amp;nbsp; I think it's been&amp;nbsp;like ten years since I have been, and even then&amp;nbsp; I despised not showering, wearing dirty clothes, and stinking of smoke...yeah, not my idea of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scott has always wanted me to go, but&amp;nbsp;my response is usually something like "yeah, right&amp;nbsp;babe.&amp;nbsp; That's never going happen."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, this weekend, Scotty ran into some friends that were getting ready to head out on a camping trip.&amp;nbsp; One thing led to another, and&amp;nbsp;before I knew it, I was dragging my feet through Walmart shopping for things like a tent and sleeping bags.&amp;nbsp; I was having a good attitude because I&amp;nbsp;knew scott really wanted to&amp;nbsp;go, and if nothing else, at least we would be with friends, and there would be good food to go around!&amp;nbsp; I also tried to&amp;nbsp;forget the fact that I was two weeks away from having a baby (less than that now, wahoo!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we pulled up to the camp site in the Olympic mountains, I couldn't believe the beauty around us...breathtaking!&amp;nbsp; This was the view out side of our tent...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3nSTQcuAI/AAAAAAAABik/ALOhFEUlu8E/s1600/IMG_4767.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3nSTQcuAI/AAAAAAAABik/ALOhFEUlu8E/s400/IMG_4767.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's quite literally a rainforest.&amp;nbsp; Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack and Bianca didn't waste anytime playing in the dirt, picking up sticks, and climbing anything they could.&amp;nbsp; I knew immediately that they would be in heaven the WHOLE time we were there.&amp;nbsp; They were both filthy within five minutes, and I just let them stay that way.&amp;nbsp; In fact, Jack slept in his filthy clothes...eh, whatev.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We were there for some perfect weather.&amp;nbsp; The day before had been cold and rainy, but we certainly lucked out.&amp;nbsp; The mornings began cold, and so we would peel off the layers as the day went on.&amp;nbsp; Here is Jack in the morning, totally bundled...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3nLNkZEXI/AAAAAAAABic/xmOX0PdNBqc/s1600/IMG_4757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3nLNkZEXI/AAAAAAAABic/xmOX0PdNBqc/s400/IMG_4757.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once the sun came out, and we got out of the thick tree cover, it really warmed up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And off came the layers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3m6KgtgHI/AAAAAAAABiM/MiMAB8-xjA0/s1600/IMG_4787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3m6KgtgHI/AAAAAAAABiM/MiMAB8-xjA0/s400/IMG_4787.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bianca didn't waste any time getting in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3naFiWeCI/AAAAAAAABis/_Jres87zrkg/s1600/IMG_4783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3naFiWeCI/AAAAAAAABis/_Jres87zrkg/s400/IMG_4783.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Or taking her shirt off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3m1Otzq_I/AAAAAAAABiE/O7n53ONjiUI/s1600/IMG_4796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3m1Otzq_I/AAAAAAAABiE/O7n53ONjiUI/s320/IMG_4796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack however, went straight for the skibbies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3mWL7PPGI/AAAAAAAABhc/1kzLc0XbCh0/s1600/IMG_4804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3mWL7PPGI/AAAAAAAABhc/1kzLc0XbCh0/s400/IMG_4804.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I let him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3mi5xeVLI/AAAAAAAABhs/RSZ3YRhxdIo/s1600/IMG_4801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3mi5xeVLI/AAAAAAAABhs/RSZ3YRhxdIo/s400/IMG_4801.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because every little boy should climb a dock in their superhero underwear from time to time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This handsome guy didn't feel the need to swim in his undies.&amp;nbsp; He just stood around looking like a hunk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3nBPw8igI/AAAAAAAABiU/Z-bJz0AF1M4/s1600/IMG_4772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3nBPw8igI/AAAAAAAABiU/Z-bJz0AF1M4/s400/IMG_4772.JPG" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We made to sure to take a family picture...well, the best kind you can get with two little kiddos and lots of things WAY more fun to be doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wore a green shirt so you could all tell that I do indeed look like I have a watermelon for&amp;nbsp;a belly :)&amp;nbsp; Those cashiers weren't too far off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3ngyGzldI/AAAAAAAABi0/v9lt2qm1Z8E/s1600/IMG_1730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3ngyGzldI/AAAAAAAABi0/v9lt2qm1Z8E/s400/IMG_1730.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Later, we went for a short mile hike, but I forgot my camera...bummer too because it was beautiful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The rest of the group decided to take a longer hike to some waterfalls, but I opted out because &lt;strike&gt;I can do that when&amp;nbsp;I am 20 months pregnant&lt;/strike&gt; Bianca was WAY too tired.&amp;nbsp; Ali took some great pics of Jack and scotty for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Scott said Jack was in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't blame the kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3nqoOmZAI/AAAAAAAABjE/WEwuHFifJuk/s1600/IMG_1764.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3nqoOmZAI/AAAAAAAABjE/WEwuHFifJuk/s320/IMG_1764.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My two rugged men...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3nlsAxUTI/AAAAAAAABi8/M1uGVxpo9PI/s1600/IMG_1752.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3nlsAxUTI/AAAAAAAABi8/M1uGVxpo9PI/s400/IMG_1752.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then of course there was the food.&amp;nbsp; aaah, the food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ali prepped some FABULOUS desserts for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bananas split open and filled with milk and white chocolate chips, and mini marshmellows, then foiled up, cooked and served with whipped cream and chocolate syrup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next she hollowed out some strawberries, filled with them with&amp;nbsp;chocolate chips and little carmel balls, then wrapped them in foil and warmed over the fire...served with whipped cream of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3mstbKbsI/AAAAAAAABh8/zFmGzcF2uco/s1600/IMG_4815.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3mstbKbsI/AAAAAAAABh8/zFmGzcF2uco/s400/IMG_4815.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you tell I enjoyed it WAY too much?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3mf74zivI/AAAAAAAABhk/FfO5OMPLMuI/s1600/IMG_4817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3mf74zivI/AAAAAAAABhk/FfO5OMPLMuI/s320/IMG_4817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So that about sums it up...great weather, great company, great food, and breathtaking beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I will go camping anytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and perhaps one of my favorite things...after playing and hiking all day...the little kiddos&amp;nbsp;look like this by about&amp;nbsp;7&amp;nbsp;PM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3mnpGSAvI/AAAAAAAABh0/GRB_oldKpbk/s1600/IMG_4810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3mnpGSAvI/AAAAAAAABh0/GRB_oldKpbk/s400/IMG_4810.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-8587694887706332826?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/8587694887706332826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=8587694887706332826' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/8587694887706332826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/8587694887706332826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-then-i-admit-something-i-never.html' title='And then I admit something I NEVER thought I would...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TH3nSTQcuAI/AAAAAAAABik/ALOhFEUlu8E/s72-c/IMG_4767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-9027733749994304145</id><published>2010-08-23T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T23:20:58.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>37 weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the moment you have all been waiting for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say I am indeed huge, I'm not joking around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not even a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/THNf5D_qj7I/AAAAAAAABg8/SFrVZIYgb4M/s1600/IMG_4710.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/THNf5D_qj7I/AAAAAAAABg8/SFrVZIYgb4M/s320/IMG_4710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have had two comments from different&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;male&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; checkers at the grocery store that have said "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;did you want me to ring you up for that watermelon you have there?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; harhar you clever&amp;nbsp;geniuses.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sadly, I feel fabulous.&amp;nbsp;Oh, You'll notice that I'm standing in our house!! Wahoo!! It finally happened this weekend...scott and I made the move, and at this point are completely unpacked.&amp;nbsp; I've been&amp;nbsp;busy getting to work on some furniture refinishing.&amp;nbsp; I am sure my neighbors get a kick out of a gal as pregnant as me outside on the driveway&amp;nbsp;re-upholstering headboards and painting tables (with proper ventilation to protect Baby Delaney of course).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I will do a post later this week&amp;nbsp;on some of my great garage sale makeovers...as soon as it's all finished and put together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I&amp;nbsp;just&amp;nbsp;mentioned,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I really do feel fabulous.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have your typical aches and pains, and some crazy braxton-hicks at night, but nothing&amp;nbsp;that stops me from the daily grind.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;have a list of too many projects that I need to get done before this little sweetie gets here in 20 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do have one complaint though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's my feet...ankles...kankles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/THNiS5yedpI/AAAAAAAABhE/OiOYhZkQ5Ao/s1600/IMG_4717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/THNiS5yedpI/AAAAAAAABhE/OiOYhZkQ5Ao/s320/IMG_4717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have NEVER had swelling like this...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodness, let me see if I can get a prettier picture for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/THNigBRbf6I/AAAAAAAABhM/VZBFbKvLRdQ/s1600/IMG_4712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/THNigBRbf6I/AAAAAAAABhM/VZBFbKvLRdQ/s320/IMG_4712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, what's that you say...there won't BE a prettier picture?!? Ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At least I have a beautiful pedicure, and a superb hubby that gives me footrubs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I miss my ankles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;**Sigh**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-9027733749994304145?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/9027733749994304145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=9027733749994304145' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/9027733749994304145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/9027733749994304145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/08/37-weeks.html' title='37 weeks...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/THNf5D_qj7I/AAAAAAAABg8/SFrVZIYgb4M/s72-c/IMG_4710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-9082402363024752019</id><published>2010-08-17T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T16:41:54.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A waiting game...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are still not in the "big house" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{that's what Jack calls it...but I suppose anything seems big after a 700 sq foot apartment!}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; It was supposed to the 27th of July, then the 10th of August, and now it's "tomorrow", and has been for about 5 "tomorrow"s in a row.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Needless to say, I am getting antsy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like the kind of antsy that people are afraid of...I'm ornery and fiesty.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think it's a combination of the home drama, and me being 20 months pregnant.&amp;nbsp; Ok, I'm not ACTUALLY 20 months pregnant, just feeling that way.&amp;nbsp; And it's apparently evident just how pregnant I am&amp;nbsp;by the comments I keep getting..."Oh, you poor thing, you still have a MONTH left?!?" or "Wow, you are huge!"&amp;nbsp;and one of my faves,&amp;nbsp;"Man, are you gonna pop any day now?"&amp;nbsp; Even my doctor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{whose opinion I didn't even ask for}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; said to me at my appointment yesterday "you just look so big because you are a small person"...Oh really Doc? do you think that's what it is?&amp;nbsp; I just&amp;nbsp;figured I was going to be giving birth to a&amp;nbsp;toddler. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for clarifying that for me though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See, can you tell I'm fiesty? I wasn't joking around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All that really needs to be said to a pregnant woman&amp;nbsp;with swollen ankles and sausage-like-fingers &amp;nbsp;is "You look fabulous!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;End of story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rant completed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though we are antsy to get into the house, we have been enjoying our time living with the in-laws.&amp;nbsp; I am certainly not complaining about the Central AC that's currently blasting {something pretty uncommon for Washington because it's only needed a few weeks a year.&amp;nbsp; Lucky for us, it happens to be those weeks}, or the giant back yard that Jack has been playing in&amp;nbsp;for literally 10 hours a day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There is also a park in the neighborhood that we like to walk to atleast once a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gramma Susie has about 20 bikes to choose from, and Bianca ALWAYS chooses the one without a seat.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TGsXvwcMckI/AAAAAAAABgM/5_Mxa5n4_UY/s1600/IMG_7906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TGsXvwcMckI/AAAAAAAABgM/5_Mxa5n4_UY/s400/IMG_7906.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's&amp;nbsp;fearless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TGsX6I9ro5I/AAAAAAAABgU/cICWgPnJkqY/s1600/IMG_7907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TGsX6I9ro5I/AAAAAAAABgU/cICWgPnJkqY/s400/IMG_7907.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack has finally mastered pedaling...once he got it down, he instantly became the coolest kid on the block.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cool enough to wear his collar up, and&amp;nbsp;sport a look&amp;nbsp;that says "Just try and mess with me.&amp;nbsp; I dare you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TGsX8g0KODI/AAAAAAAABgc/sW8DACBh6OU/s1600/IMG_7914.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TGsX8g0KODI/AAAAAAAABgc/sW8DACBh6OU/s400/IMG_7914.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And when we finally get to the park, the animal in Jack breaks loose and he thinks he can do anything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TGsYBq_9XjI/AAAAAAAABgk/KC-CymQ3-U4/s1600/IMG_7919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TGsYBq_9XjI/AAAAAAAABgk/KC-CymQ3-U4/s400/IMG_7919.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Which he kind of can, that monkey has some crazy balance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TGsYMBu51OI/AAAAAAAABg0/Njlh8Fz7QME/s1600/IMG_7920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TGsYMBu51OI/AAAAAAAABg0/Njlh8Fz7QME/s400/IMG_7920.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When he reaches the top he always says "Look at me mom, Ina big handsome boy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, yes you sure are sweetie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TGsYJFAZrqI/AAAAAAAABgs/JhBALVdPa8U/s1600/IMG_7925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TGsYJFAZrqI/AAAAAAAABgs/JhBALVdPa8U/s400/IMG_7925.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm hoping the next post will be an exciting one about finally being in the house...cross your fingers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and I will be posting a picture of "the belly" soon...so you can all be really excited for that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-9082402363024752019?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/9082402363024752019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=9082402363024752019' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/9082402363024752019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/9082402363024752019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/08/waiting-game.html' title='A waiting game...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TGsXvwcMckI/AAAAAAAABgM/5_Mxa5n4_UY/s72-c/IMG_7906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-3853279861563235459</id><published>2010-07-27T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:07:56.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The little fish turns into a big fish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jackson's floaties popped just before we went to the pool yesterday, so we decided to let him play on the steps until Grandma Susie arrived with a new pair.&amp;nbsp; Scott took him out to kick his legs a little bit, and then let him go to see if he could stay afloat (I know, I know...please don't call Child Services on us).&amp;nbsp; Much to our surprise, Jack just took off.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Within 10 minutes&amp;nbsp;this kid was swimming the length of the pool (with Daddy in close proximity of course).&amp;nbsp; I caught a few minutes of the madness on camera...this kid seriously NEVER slows down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, do we see an olympic swimmer in the future?!?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not, but we DO see a&amp;nbsp;completely&amp;nbsp;worn out&amp;nbsp;3 year old who sleeps well and takes 4 hour naps...I'll take it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sJdtcN7PfOQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sJdtcN7PfOQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-3853279861563235459?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/3853279861563235459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=3853279861563235459' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3853279861563235459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3853279861563235459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-fish-turns-into-big-fish.html' title='The little fish turns into a big fish...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-9066840988248871574</id><published>2010-07-14T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T12:23:18.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Important bedtime teaching...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I walked in&amp;nbsp;on something a little unsettling last night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kids were waiting for us to come in their room for the usual bedtime routine, and I heard hysterical laughter.&amp;nbsp; Normally, that would have been adorable and charming...you know, one of those moments that makes you so happy to be a parent.&amp;nbsp; When I actually walked into the room, I discovered the laughter was coming from Jack and Bianca "knocking" the dolls in the head over the bed as hard as they could, like some sort of piñata or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh brother...I knew it was time for a lesson about being gentle with babies. Afterall, there will be one in the house soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First, daddy showed the kids how to gently wrap baby &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Delaney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; {yes, that's what we have decided to name the sweet thing...pretty darling isn't it?!?}.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spead out the blanket, then put Delaney at the top, VERY softly.&amp;nbsp; Then fold up the middle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TD6jRvox7FI/AAAAAAAABfM/VHDFCjLvBa8/s1600/IMG_4688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TD6jRvox7FI/AAAAAAAABfM/VHDFCjLvBa8/s320/IMG_4688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then wrap her up tightly (but gently!) like a burrito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TD6jOv90tnI/AAAAAAAABfE/XNJMa4_algM/s1600/IMG_4690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TD6jOv90tnI/AAAAAAAABfE/XNJMa4_algM/s320/IMG_4690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Make sure to hold her head, and give gentle kisses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aaah, much better than treating the little one like a piñata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TD6jMvkC9_I/AAAAAAAABe8/ex3_UBuWNOw/s1600/IMG_4691.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TD6jMvkC9_I/AAAAAAAABe8/ex3_UBuWNOw/s320/IMG_4691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Your turn Miss Bianca...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was more of an observant learner.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure she was just soaking it all in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TD6mHA1h8rI/AAAAAAAABfs/WafJdCRpu9k/s1600/IMG_4684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TD6mHA1h8rI/AAAAAAAABfs/WafJdCRpu9k/s320/IMG_4684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And make sure to give gentle kisses, that's the most important part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TD6mL0qhlfI/AAAAAAAABf8/8AMXx7vVt3k/s1600/IMG_4686.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TD6mL0qhlfI/AAAAAAAABf8/8AMXx7vVt3k/s320/IMG_4686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know, maybe baby Delaney will have a chance at survival afterall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TD6mOKTpi0I/AAAAAAAABgE/SXP4Bej96to/s1600/IMG_4694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TD6mOKTpi0I/AAAAAAAABgE/SXP4Bej96to/s320/IMG_4694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-9066840988248871574?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/9066840988248871574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=9066840988248871574' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/9066840988248871574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/9066840988248871574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='Important bedtime teaching...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TD6jRvox7FI/AAAAAAAABfM/VHDFCjLvBa8/s72-c/IMG_4688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-1418220696412101507</id><published>2010-07-11T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T21:29:25.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Changes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know it's been a while, but there have been a lot of exciting things going on in the Springer house!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With a third little one on the way, we knew we needed to upgrade from the apartment life we have been living for the last 5 years. *Gasp* I can't believe we have almost been married that long!&amp;nbsp; We started looking into buying a home and the perfect one landed in our laps.&amp;nbsp; We are scheduled to close on the 27th...moving when nearly 8 months pregnant will be all sorts of fun I'm sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The price was right, the location was perfect, and the timing impeccable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here she is, brand spankin' new...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqEqY9AM5I/AAAAAAAABds/oQCSZMTIo5g/s1600/2010-06-14+13.36.09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqEqY9AM5I/AAAAAAAABds/oQCSZMTIo5g/s320/2010-06-14+13.36.09.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...with fabulous appliances.&amp;nbsp; I don't think you all know how excited I am to have a full size refrigerator and a microwave that fits our dinner plates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqGQfmu9bI/AAAAAAAABeU/l-Gc8UgjAQc/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqGQfmu9bI/AAAAAAAABeU/l-Gc8UgjAQc/s320/GetAttachment.jpg2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love the big windows, and out the back of&amp;nbsp;those windows is a giant wall of trees.&amp;nbsp; Fabulous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqGjrommmI/AAAAAAAABek/yfQPWpR1Q_I/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqGjrommmI/AAAAAAAABek/yfQPWpR1Q_I/s320/GetAttachment.jpg1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am pretty sure this master bathroom is bigger than the master bedroom we live in now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You think I'm kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqGOsmzq_I/AAAAAAAABeM/KBoNs2ebPdU/s1600/2010-07-08+14.03.36.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqGOsmzq_I/AAAAAAAABeM/KBoNs2ebPdU/s320/2010-07-08+14.03.36.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hello belly.&amp;nbsp; You are looking especially plump these days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqGTaVcm_I/AAAAAAAABec/CvOoQPc5Syo/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqGTaVcm_I/AAAAAAAABec/CvOoQPc5Syo/s320/GetAttachment.jpg5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And speaking of other big changes...My belly, ankles, and face are changing at a rapid pace.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here I am at 31 weeks. I can't believe I still have 2 months left.&amp;nbsp; I feel great, but am looking forward to having this pregnancy over with.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, having two toddlers around drains me like you would not believe!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to have my energy back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqOo3zTVuI/AAAAAAAABes/dZJiCVtiU-k/s1600/IMG_4680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqOo3zTVuI/AAAAAAAABes/dZJiCVtiU-k/s320/IMG_4680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the last big change is the weather! After a freezing cold 4th of July, summer has finally decided to show it's face&amp;nbsp;up here in the Northwest.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Being 7 months prengnant in 90+ degree weather with out an air conditioner is pretty brutal.&amp;nbsp; Luckily we have an awesome pool&amp;nbsp;to pass the heat away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm convinced&amp;nbsp;Jack and Bianca were fish in a previous life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqE1mFe1iI/AAAAAAAABd0/WSsZVzQruHw/s1600/2010-06-26+16.20.45.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqE1mFe1iI/AAAAAAAABd0/WSsZVzQruHw/s320/2010-06-26+16.20.45.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqE37WLedI/AAAAAAAABd8/5tm_39LA7LA/s1600/2010-07-06+13.14.35.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqE37WLedI/AAAAAAAABd8/5tm_39LA7LA/s320/2010-07-06+13.14.35.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is proof of Jack and his mad swimming skills...this kid has more energy than I know what to do with.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QPXqqIf5SEM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QPXqqIf5SEM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There you have it...lots going on, and more to come in the coming months, stay posted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-1418220696412101507?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/1418220696412101507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=1418220696412101507' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1418220696412101507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1418220696412101507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/07/big-changes.html' title='Big Changes...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TDqEqY9AM5I/AAAAAAAABds/oQCSZMTIo5g/s72-c/2010-06-14+13.36.09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-684550262789722997</id><published>2010-06-20T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T13:38:37.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...To a man who plays with his kids like he's a child himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TB53i2822pI/AAAAAAAABdk/tTlJxz2FP4c/s1600/038%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TB53i2822pI/AAAAAAAABdk/tTlJxz2FP4c/s320/038%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...To a man who isn't afraid to get just&amp;nbsp;as excited for a pink butterfly purse as his two year old daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TB52ceurXcI/AAAAAAAABc0/0mASV7s1HkU/s1600/IMG_4326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TB52ceurXcI/AAAAAAAABc0/0mASV7s1HkU/s320/IMG_4326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...To a man who can ALWAYS make any "dinosaur bites" or "bonked oodles" feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TB52xvwfkrI/AAAAAAAABdU/lY03rOF97y8/s1600/1224091422%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TB52xvwfkrI/AAAAAAAABdU/lY03rOF97y8/s320/1224091422%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...To a man who can always put a smile on his kids' faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TB52aPGRq4I/AAAAAAAABcs/Z4s4g7BMOW0/s1600/IMG_7021%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TB52aPGRq4I/AAAAAAAABcs/Z4s4g7BMOW0/s320/IMG_7021%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...To a man whose three year old wants to be JUST like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TB52hJfvrjI/AAAAAAAABc8/EcSPdISiJ4w/s1600/504%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TB52hJfvrjI/AAAAAAAABc8/EcSPdISiJ4w/s320/504%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...To a very handsome man indeed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TB53Bne5PxI/AAAAAAAABdc/HLa9BCu_GA8/s1600/IMG_2683%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TB53Bne5PxI/AAAAAAAABdc/HLa9BCu_GA8/s320/IMG_2683%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for all you do for our family Darling,&amp;nbsp; I'm grateful on a daily basis for the husband, father, and man that you are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-684550262789722997?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/684550262789722997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=684550262789722997' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/684550262789722997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/684550262789722997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/TB53i2822pI/AAAAAAAABdk/tTlJxz2FP4c/s72-c/038%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-1316561060605056633</id><published>2010-05-27T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T14:26:37.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you think Rice Krispy Treats are too childish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;...then you need to make them like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S_7eofaSGPI/AAAAAAAABck/45Pbwnf2YTc/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S_7eofaSGPI/AAAAAAAABck/45Pbwnf2YTc/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then the simple&amp;nbsp;combination of marshmallows and cereal will become&amp;nbsp;a sweet, chewy&amp;nbsp;addiction.&amp;nbsp; I would know, because I have made 5 or 6 (but who's really counting) batches of these babies in the last two weeks.&amp;nbsp; It might be the extra butter that makes them so wonderful, or the added peanut butter, or possibly the addition of white and milk chocolate...I don't know, but whatever it is, you need to trust me on this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is what you need:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;in microwavable bowl combine-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30&lt;/strong&gt; large marshmallows&lt;/span&gt; (my kiddos love to help count!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/4 C&lt;/strong&gt; peanut butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 TBS&lt;/strong&gt; butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Microwave together for three minutes, stirring after each minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When it's done, add:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;3&amp;nbsp;C&lt;/strong&gt; of Rice Krispies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/2&amp;nbsp;C&lt;/strong&gt; white chocolate chips&lt;/span&gt;...don't leave them out, they kind of melt into the mixture and make for a fun, creamy texture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Press into a greased 9 x 9 inch pan, then drizzle &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/4 C&lt;/strong&gt; melted chocolate chips&lt;/span&gt; over the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Put them in the fridge for a bit...or the freezer if you are like me and can't wait that long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and you should all hop on over to my darling &lt;a href="http://cgharris.blogspot.com//"&gt;mom's foodie blog&lt;/a&gt; to see her version of the recipe, along with some&amp;nbsp;other fabulous treats!&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Oh, and I stole these great pictures from her blog...there is&amp;nbsp; definitely something to be said about a decent camera and good lighting!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S_7ekuUuOTI/AAAAAAAABcc/3yD35AXjcWg/s1600/006+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S_7ekuUuOTI/AAAAAAAABcc/3yD35AXjcWg/s320/006+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-1316561060605056633?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/1316561060605056633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=1316561060605056633' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1316561060605056633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1316561060605056633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-think-rice-krispy-treats-are-too.html' title='If you think Rice Krispy Treats are too childish...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S_7eofaSGPI/AAAAAAAABck/45Pbwnf2YTc/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-4198409062391062007</id><published>2010-05-23T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:06:37.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And then he turns into a man...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I was browsing through the clearance racks at Target, I stumbled on this adorable little suit.&amp;nbsp; It was the only one on the rack, and just Jack's size.&amp;nbsp; Upon gazing at the price tag, I knew it was meant to be...only $6.24!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S_n2R1aAMSI/AAAAAAAABcU/sJ6ZIBE61bY/s1600/32057_1285179020829_1570760520_30618131_4298641_n%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S_n2R1aAMSI/AAAAAAAABcU/sJ6ZIBE61bY/s320/32057_1285179020829_1570760520_30618131_4298641_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When I dressed him for church today, I couldn't believe how old he looked...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S_n2P2cOMPI/AAAAAAAABcM/BtdGp7VKcls/s1600/IMG_4637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S_n2P2cOMPI/AAAAAAAABcM/BtdGp7VKcls/s320/IMG_4637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such a&amp;nbsp;hansome young fellow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wouldn't you agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-4198409062391062007?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/4198409062391062007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=4198409062391062007' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/4198409062391062007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/4198409062391062007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-then-he-turns-into-man.html' title='And then he turns into a man...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S_n2R1aAMSI/AAAAAAAABcU/sJ6ZIBE61bY/s72-c/32057_1285179020829_1570760520_30618131_4298641_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-838935805373379906</id><published>2010-05-16T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T21:55:26.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I have gone on and on about Bianca and her obsessions with shoes, purses, clothes, and anything "pretty".&amp;nbsp; I have also mentioned that not getting her way when it comes to an outfit results in a tantrum...for like 30 minutes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You all probably think I exaggerate about this girl and her pretty things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I don't&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish it was all a gross exaggeration in an effort to make a good blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;It's not&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now I have &lt;em&gt;proof&lt;/em&gt; for you.&amp;nbsp; Here is a video to give you a little taste of what we experience in the&amp;nbsp;name of fashion &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; once a day at this house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a fairly mild tantrum...there wasn't any hitting or biting involved, and I was able to get those sparkley shoes on her within about 15 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and don't mind the shabby looking blanket hanging&amp;nbsp;with tacks&amp;nbsp;over the window...Jackson thought the blinds that were there doubled as a jungle gym. That turkey. They have been removed&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YQKXkxEUr2o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YQKXkxEUr2o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-838935805373379906?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/838935805373379906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=838935805373379906' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/838935805373379906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/838935805373379906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/05/proof.html' title='Proof...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-2475595120315114073</id><published>2010-05-08T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T00:00:36.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, being a good mom means...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;...letting your vivacious two year old wear whatever she wants.&amp;nbsp; Even if it means she wears a massive tutu, purple shirt, red bracelet, and giant flower in her hair.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S-Yu34ERzHI/AAAAAAAABbE/Na2szCKfa44/s1600/IMG_4628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S-Yu34ERzHI/AAAAAAAABbE/Na2szCKfa44/s320/IMG_4628.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Because when&amp;nbsp;she gets to wear whatever&amp;nbsp;she wants, the little treasures she finds outside&amp;nbsp;are more exciting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S-YvB27BeWI/AAAAAAAABbU/pk81MIB3k9s/s1600/IMG_4624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S-YvB27BeWI/AAAAAAAABbU/pk81MIB3k9s/s320/IMG_4624.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She&amp;nbsp;can run even faster...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S-YvIQOj08I/AAAAAAAABbk/BOw_FXVOSV8/s1600/IMG_4622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S-YvIQOj08I/AAAAAAAABbk/BOw_FXVOSV8/s320/IMG_4622.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And dance even crazier...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S-YvEzuYxiI/AAAAAAAABbc/DhxafTn4cDk/s1600/IMG_4620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S-YvEzuYxiI/AAAAAAAABbc/DhxafTn4cDk/s320/IMG_4620.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's easy being a good mom&amp;nbsp;to Jack, because all it takes is giving him free reign to squish every bug and spider he can find...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S-YvwHzFbXI/AAAAAAAABb0/JxHqaQW9E14/s1600/IMG_4630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S-YvwHzFbXI/AAAAAAAABb0/JxHqaQW9E14/s320/IMG_4630.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then not only will he be the happiest boy around, but will also be kept busy for hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S-YvyXDb1gI/AAAAAAAABb8/olImFk2dEWk/s1600/IMG_4632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S-YvyXDb1gI/AAAAAAAABb8/olImFk2dEWk/s320/IMG_4632.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I sure love being a good mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-2475595120315114073?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/2475595120315114073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=2475595120315114073' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2475595120315114073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2475595120315114073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-being-good-mom-means.html' title='Sometimes, being a good mom means...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S-Yu34ERzHI/AAAAAAAABbE/Na2szCKfa44/s72-c/IMG_4628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-5640795474000861569</id><published>2010-05-03T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:41:11.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink, sparkles, purses, and shoes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well folks, it looks like Miss Bianca will have a sister to&amp;nbsp;share shoes&amp;nbsp;and purses with...heaven help this household if we have another little gal who is as girly as Bianca.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have a feeling I am going&amp;nbsp;to need&amp;nbsp; A LOT more&amp;nbsp;pink sparkley&amp;nbsp;purses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We couldn't be more excited about the news.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was secretly hoping for a girl just so we could take the name "Fox"&amp;nbsp;out of the&amp;nbsp;running.&amp;nbsp; If this baby was a boy, scott was dead set on that name for his son.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yikes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And, for all of you wondering how this&amp;nbsp;baby belly is progressing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In all my glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;.At&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;21 weeks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(they pushed me back a couple weeks at my last appointment. ugh, I hate that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S995GKsdZ1I/AAAAAAAABa8/RYTDQ0RaWQw/s1600/IMG_4580.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S995GKsdZ1I/AAAAAAAABa8/RYTDQ0RaWQw/s320/IMG_4580.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-5640795474000861569?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/5640795474000861569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=5640795474000861569' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/5640795474000861569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/5640795474000861569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/05/pink-sparkles-purses-and-shoes.html' title='Pink, sparkles, purses, and shoes...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S995GKsdZ1I/AAAAAAAABa8/RYTDQ0RaWQw/s72-c/IMG_4580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-900457927960200215</id><published>2010-04-20T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T07:17:42.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting the Pioneer Woman...</title><content type='html'>I love the Pioneer Woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you have no idea who I am talking about than do yourself a favor and go check out her site,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.thepioneerwoman.com/"&gt;The Pioneer Woman&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and you will most definitely spend a couple of hours there reading her Confessions,&amp;nbsp;checking out her sweet photography skills, and&amp;nbsp;drooling over some of her recipes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well, I got to meet her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She recently came out with a fun cookbook, and has been all over the country at book signings.&amp;nbsp; When she came to Seattle, I was graciously invited by a friend to fill an empty seat..."Um,&amp;nbsp;heck yes I will go with you"&amp;nbsp;was pretty much my response when Ali called to invite me.&amp;nbsp; But in your head, imagine an obnoxious, shrill voice saying it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;We headed up to&amp;nbsp;Seattle and&amp;nbsp;waited for&amp;nbsp;over&amp;nbsp;5 hours&amp;nbsp;to meet Pioneer Woman.&amp;nbsp; There were nearly 700 hundred people in front of us...that poor woman, can you imagine signing that many books. ugh.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;most definitely didn't mind the wait though, I was with three fun&amp;nbsp;gals and we&amp;nbsp;just chatted, laughed, and ate for the entire 5 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S82zT_0KWOI/AAAAAAAABas/Pyz1QqIkdxg/s1600/IMG_0254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S82zT_0KWOI/AAAAAAAABas/Pyz1QqIkdxg/s320/IMG_0254.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;When it was finally&amp;nbsp;my turn to&amp;nbsp;meet her, I became&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;pre-teen meeting the Jonas Brothers.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Seriously.&amp;nbsp; I was shaking and nervous, and there may or not have been a tear {or two}&amp;nbsp;in my eye.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;honestly had no idea what came over&amp;nbsp;me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The&amp;nbsp;Pioneer Woman was an absolute&amp;nbsp;delight.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She was so personable and&amp;nbsp;friendly...and I am pretty sure we are new BFF's because she&amp;nbsp;touched my pregnant belly&amp;nbsp;AND&amp;nbsp;said she loved my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Yup, I'm&amp;nbsp;pretty sure that makes us best friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;These are the cuties I went with...what a great night!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S82zsJ-XSTI/AAAAAAAABa0/oB7tKxcbNQ8/s1600/IMG_0253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S82zsJ-XSTI/AAAAAAAABa0/oB7tKxcbNQ8/s320/IMG_0253.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After we got our books signed at 10:30 PM, we all decided that a late night trip to the CheeseCake Factory was definitely necessary.&amp;nbsp; Nothing like fried mozzerella and rich chocolate coconut {YUM}&amp;nbsp;cheesecake&amp;nbsp;at midnight!&amp;nbsp; I felt like I was in college again...except this time the fried mozzerella gave me heartburn, and I was awakened by two toddlers only 5 hours after going to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-900457927960200215?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/900457927960200215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=900457927960200215' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/900457927960200215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/900457927960200215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/04/meeting-pioneer-woman.html' title='Meeting the Pioneer Woman...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S82zT_0KWOI/AAAAAAAABas/Pyz1QqIkdxg/s72-c/IMG_0254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-4291101813985394629</id><published>2010-04-10T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T19:26:42.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing, the newest member of the Springer Family...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No, NOT a baby...heaven forbid, I am only 20 weeks along!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today we added a sweet addition to our family, a 2008 Hyundai Entourage...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S8EwUnDkGQI/AAAAAAAABaU/1s7i1__cKO8/s1600/2008.hyundai.entourage.20159483-396x249%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S8EwUnDkGQI/AAAAAAAABaU/1s7i1__cKO8/s320/2008.hyundai.entourage.20159483-396x249%5B1%5D.jpg" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is exactly what our car looks like, she sure is&amp;nbsp;a beaut isn't she?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am officially in love with this mini-van.&amp;nbsp; Truth be told I always thought I was an SUV kind of gal, but let's be honest...an SUV is NOT the car you want with three carseats. seriously people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the dealership today with a budget, and monthly payment in mind.&amp;nbsp; When we saw this car, I fell in love with the stow-and-go seating, ceiling mounted DVD player with wireless headphones for the kiddos, automatic doors, seats, mirrors, windows (even the passenger side windows roll down, how fun is that!), and lots of other fun gadgets.&amp;nbsp; I thought for sure it&amp;nbsp;was out of our price range, but saw it was just the price I wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After&amp;nbsp;everything was finalized, the owner came out and mentioned to&amp;nbsp;our salesmen that the listed&amp;nbsp;price was supposed to be for a&amp;nbsp;based out Entourage, when in fact ours was fully loaded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cha-ching!!&amp;nbsp; We lucked into a sweet deal!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We couldn't be more excited, and I am officially converted to the mini-van life style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-4291101813985394629?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/4291101813985394629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=4291101813985394629' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/4291101813985394629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/4291101813985394629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/04/introducing-newest-member-of-springer.html' title='Introducing, the newest member of the Springer Family...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S8EwUnDkGQI/AAAAAAAABaU/1s7i1__cKO8/s72-c/2008.hyundai.entourage.20159483-396x249%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-7504537815349590107</id><published>2010-04-06T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:40:10.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happiest Place on Earth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S7v80lGSWkI/AAAAAAAABaM/nviwJ4AH2BA/s1600/imagesCAOIIN5A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S7v80lGSWkI/AAAAAAAABaM/nviwJ4AH2BA/s320/imagesCAOIIN5A.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Disneyland really is the happiest place on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think&amp;nbsp;between work and the&amp;nbsp;hideous rain we've been receiving, we could use a little dose of&amp;nbsp;Mickey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, we decided to&amp;nbsp;go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't more excited.&amp;nbsp; Most of you know me well enough to know that I might was well be a 7 year old child when it comes to things like this.&amp;nbsp; The "magic" is real to me, and I can't WAIT to see little Jack's face&amp;nbsp;during the&amp;nbsp;Pirates of the Caribbean ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am giddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So,&amp;nbsp;now I need&amp;nbsp;some advice...we haven't&amp;nbsp;ever taken the kids anywhere like this.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Do any of you have any genius&amp;nbsp;tips on disneyland with kiddos?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Come people, I&amp;nbsp;need to know all the secrets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-7504537815349590107?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/7504537815349590107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=7504537815349590107' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/7504537815349590107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/7504537815349590107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/04/happiest-place-on-earth.html' title='The Happiest Place on Earth...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S7v80lGSWkI/AAAAAAAABaM/nviwJ4AH2BA/s72-c/imagesCAOIIN5A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-5005568184800196998</id><published>2010-03-26T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T00:15:55.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Utah re-cap...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before our awful attempt at driving home,&amp;nbsp;we had an absolute&amp;nbsp;blast in Utah. The trip was VERY last minute. My cousin called me on a friday and mentioned she wanted take a quick trip down to visit her family before her baby was born...Of course I jumped at the chance to go home for a week!&amp;nbsp; We left 6 days later and had a fantastic&amp;nbsp;15 hour ride.&amp;nbsp; Luckily for me, the kiddos were&amp;nbsp;complete angels. (I'm sure the constant goldfish, movies, and fruitsnacks didn't hurt either!)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I knew the trip would&amp;nbsp;be really low key.&amp;nbsp; My mom had&amp;nbsp;major&amp;nbsp;back surgery just two days before we arrived, so we went down with no plans.&amp;nbsp; we just wanted to relax, and I wanted to help aid in my mom's recovery any way I could.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, we did A LOT of story reading...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xUbYYLasI/AAAAAAAABYs/QE3Zk8YKf5M/s1600/DSC_0289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xUbYYLasI/AAAAAAAABYs/QE3Zk8YKf5M/s320/DSC_0289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And when Auntie Candise and Eliza Jane came to visit there were even more stories to go around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xUwBq0YiI/AAAAAAAABZM/hyDtwbEk78I/s1600/DSC_0471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xUwBq0YiI/AAAAAAAABZM/hyDtwbEk78I/s320/DSC_0471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And when no adults were around to read to Jack, he made do all by himself...I'm pretty sure Jack looked at books for most of the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xUkHfh35I/AAAAAAAABY8/cykq-n9wMIw/s1600/DSC_0352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xUkHfh35I/AAAAAAAABY8/cykq-n9wMIw/s320/DSC_0352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course we fit in some time for pudding,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xUq6npywI/AAAAAAAABZE/zqb-rvqCwM8/s1600/DSC_0450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xUq6npywI/AAAAAAAABZE/zqb-rvqCwM8/s320/DSC_0450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and walks in the sunshine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xU5kL9_JI/AAAAAAAABZc/V0weZAT9xwU/s1600/DSC_0314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xU5kL9_JI/AAAAAAAABZc/V0weZAT9xwU/s320/DSC_0314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of Jacks favorite things to do was play "this little piggy" with Nana's beautifully pedicured toes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is&amp;nbsp;about the only picture&amp;nbsp;I could&amp;nbsp;capture of&amp;nbsp;our sweet&amp;nbsp;patient recovering from back surgery...she wasn't feeling quite "camera beautiful" enough for a close-up.&amp;nbsp; Maybe next trip :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xU0zqXwbI/AAAAAAAABZU/OhAqb2z88MU/s1600/DSC_0366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xU0zqXwbI/AAAAAAAABZU/OhAqb2z88MU/s320/DSC_0366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then a few days before we left, Bianca decided to liven things up with a spill out of the bathtub onto Nana's tile floor.&amp;nbsp; She fell hard and split her head wide open...needing 6 stitches.&amp;nbsp; Geez, I swear that girl has seen the Emergency Room more than any 2 year old should ever have to!&amp;nbsp; Between this incident and the car accident two days later, you can imgaine she has become a little more clingy than normal!! (You can also notice the wound AND the bruises on the top picture of Bianca reading stories with Auntie Candise)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xUe1_sHmI/AAAAAAAABY0/0QKs9TJlGVA/s1600/DSC_0551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xUe1_sHmI/AAAAAAAABY0/0QKs9TJlGVA/s320/DSC_0551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Paul and Kaytie came up to visit while we were there, and I was amazed at Jack's reaction to darling baby Dean...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xahZdGbxI/AAAAAAAABZ0/uNVToHmSgWY/s1600/321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xahZdGbxI/AAAAAAAABZ0/uNVToHmSgWY/s320/321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was smitten.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xaTPkLR2I/AAAAAAAABZk/XdBXcjcLGjY/s1600/318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xaTPkLR2I/AAAAAAAABZk/XdBXcjcLGjY/s320/318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If Dean was around, so was Jack...I thought poor Kaytie would never get privacy to feed him! Seeing Jack be so gentle and concerned about him made me excited to have a new baby in the house this summer. I think he&amp;nbsp;is going to be such a fun big brother! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xad7PJ2pI/AAAAAAAABZs/tves5v2_TkY/s1600/319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xad7PJ2pI/AAAAAAAABZs/tves5v2_TkY/s320/319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was so nice to come home and take it easy...I think I prefer going on a trip with no plans sometimes.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, when I am home, I&amp;nbsp;like nothing more than to just sit on my mom's couch and visit with family.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I was also able to see a few friends, go&amp;nbsp;to all&amp;nbsp;my favorite Utah restuarants (oh, how I miss Rumbi's and Taco Amigo...sigh), and my Grandma Scott took me and the kids to the Aquarium in Draper (which will be a post in and of itself in the next few days!)&amp;nbsp; So I guess our little vacation wasn't totally low key :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So there you have it, our trip to Utah in a nut shell.&amp;nbsp; I am also pleased to report that my mom is recovering from surgery like a champ.&amp;nbsp; Even with 38 staples down her back she was still so much fun to be around...I am SURE not many people can do that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We miss you all, hopefully&amp;nbsp;our next visit to Utah will be much less traumatic, and won't involve ANY visits to the ER, stitches, staples, or totalled cars!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-5005568184800196998?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/5005568184800196998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=5005568184800196998' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/5005568184800196998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/5005568184800196998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/03/utah-re-cap.html' title='The Utah re-cap...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S6xUbYYLasI/AAAAAAAABYs/QE3Zk8YKf5M/s72-c/DSC_0289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-3406307040510070052</id><published>2010-03-16T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:16:11.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little update...</title><content type='html'>Don't worry everyone, I'm alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had several doctors appointments this week to follow up with injuries and other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an ultra sound to double check the baby.&amp;nbsp; I had a little internal bleeding from the accident so we have been monitoring things to make sure it doesn't get worse.&amp;nbsp; The ultrasound let us know that baby springer is going to be just fine...no more need to worry.&amp;nbsp; phew!&amp;nbsp; And I'm 15 weeks along too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My staples have been removed, which has made a world of difference...no more sharp pains and obnoxious aches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having some awful pain in my ribs and back...I can't lift anything more than a gallon of milk, and it really hurts to bend, twist or breathe.&amp;nbsp; The doctor informed me yesterday that I most likely have torn some of the cartilage that's connected near the ribs.&amp;nbsp; He said it's extremely painful, and that&amp;nbsp;I will enjoy this pain for another 4 weeks.&amp;nbsp; Awesome!! Thank goodness for strong pain medication, and a sweet hubby who's taking care of business around the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott's amazingly generous co-workers have donated LOTS of their sick leave to him so he can be home with me.&amp;nbsp; It's been such a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it folks, I'm on the mend and will be as good as new in about a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise some darling pictures on the next post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-3406307040510070052?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/3406307040510070052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=3406307040510070052' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3406307040510070052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3406307040510070052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-update.html' title='A little update...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-2988584174304720150</id><published>2010-03-06T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T21:09:59.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky...</title><content type='html'>**Just to warn you...there are details in this post that are probably gross, but I want to make sure and remember how blessed and lucky we have came out of this ordeal.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday morning we left to go home to Washington from Utah.&amp;nbsp; We hadn't been driving thirty minutes when I started to fish-tale on the freeway in Salt Lake City.&amp;nbsp; The rest is all very fuzzy, but we were in an accident.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember swerving, screaming, and turning...Next I woke up, looked over at my darling, sweet cousin (who is 7 1/2 months pregnant too) and asked her what happened.&amp;nbsp; She told me we were in an accident.&amp;nbsp; I asked her if she was ok.&amp;nbsp; She said "yes".&amp;nbsp; Oddly enough I figured "Ok, well if you are ok, let's go!!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It wasn't long before I looked around and saw what happened.&amp;nbsp; I looked down and say lots of blood (sorry, I will spare you all the pictures!)&amp;nbsp; then I looked to my left and saw my door smashed into me.&amp;nbsp; Funny enough, I didn't notice at that point that my window had been broken out....you'd think I would have put it together when the police officer showed up to talk to me, and I never rolled the window down.&amp;nbsp; I talked to the officer, but don't have any recollection of the conversation.&amp;nbsp; I remember he asked me what day and month it was, and I had no clue.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't remember to save my life.&amp;nbsp; My door couldn't open, so I was loaded onto the stretcher from the passenger side.&amp;nbsp; I remember that it really hurt my head to be strapped to the uncomfortable backboard...well duh Jill, it hurt because you had a massive gash on the back of your head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were loaded into an ambulance.&amp;nbsp; The kids were perfectly fine by the way.&amp;nbsp; Jack was talking about how a T-Rex bit his momma, and he thought the firetrucks were neat.&amp;nbsp; As I think back, it makes me sick that I wasn't coherent enough to make sure they were unharmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at the Emergency room, I started to realize how much pain I was in.&amp;nbsp; The left side of my body had been hit really hard by the vehicle that hit us.&amp;nbsp; My ribs, back, shoulder, hip, and knee all have bruises, and are extremely sore.&amp;nbsp; Somehow, probably when I lost consciousness, I bit me tongue hard enough to swell it up, and hit my jaw.&amp;nbsp; The CT scan in my head came back normal, but I got 8 staples put into the back of my head. &amp;nbsp; When I think about the very few details I can remember, and how horrifying it was, I can't believe we all made it out with minimal injuries.&amp;nbsp; My cousin Rachel was miraculously okay as well, but they wanted to keep her in the hospital overnight to make sure the baby was doing alright.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all home from the Hospital now, and have been surrounded by family and friends that have shown us more support than I could ever imagine.&amp;nbsp; I feel so incredibly blessed to be part of the family that I am.&amp;nbsp; I only hope I can repay the service some day soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, we are just trying to make arrangements to get home.&amp;nbsp; I am obviously in no condition to drive, so tomorrow my wonderful sister Candise is going to drive me half way, and then Scotty will meet us and pick us up.&amp;nbsp; I have been missing and needing Scott so badly since the accident, so I can't wait to see him tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be feeling better in the next few days.&amp;nbsp; It will be nice to get all of the glass and blood cleaned out of my hair, and I look forward to being able to pick the kids up again with out wincing in pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I am blessed.&amp;nbsp; Extremely blessed.&amp;nbsp; People getting in an accident in a car going 65 miles an hour shouldn't come out so well.&amp;nbsp; I have prayed constantly since being in the Hospital, giving thanks for the way this ordeal has turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to real life my friends, and hopefully I will get this post out of the way with some fun photos of the trip in the next few days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your love and prayers, we are lucky to be surrounded by such amazing people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-2988584174304720150?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/2988584174304720150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=2988584174304720150' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2988584174304720150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2988584174304720150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/03/lucky.html' title='Lucky...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-1392963732057331935</id><published>2010-02-28T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:02:39.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you brighten up a dead winter day in Utah??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With a fluffy pink skirt, of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S4tV2Ho8MoI/AAAAAAAABYc/7JM-85rZ_SE/s1600-h/DSC_0325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S4tV2Ho8MoI/AAAAAAAABYc/7JM-85rZ_SE/s320/DSC_0325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S4tU5lO8BHI/AAAAAAAABYE/rrdO4fO-Ktk/s1600-h/DSC_0315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S4tU5lO8BHI/AAAAAAAABYE/rrdO4fO-Ktk/s320/DSC_0315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, unless you fall down....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S4tVT1TAuGI/AAAAAAAABYM/jQ8pn1QS0no/s1600-h/DSC_0336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S4tVT1TAuGI/AAAAAAAABYM/jQ8pn1QS0no/s320/DSC_0336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then it's still just a dead winter day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S4tVhIeVQ4I/AAAAAAAABYU/KA3C4d4JLI4/s1600-h/DSC_0339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S4tVhIeVQ4I/AAAAAAAABYU/KA3C4d4JLI4/s320/DSC_0339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and it doesn't hurt to have a fun&amp;nbsp;grandpa to brighten the day either...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S4tYD52yGmI/AAAAAAAABYk/icqJqN-twOQ/s1600-h/DSC_0307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S4tYD52yGmI/AAAAAAAABYk/icqJqN-twOQ/s320/DSC_0307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's Jack's "cheeser" smile.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am rarely fast enough to catch it in a picture, so enjoy the silliness!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-1392963732057331935?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/1392963732057331935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=1392963732057331935' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1392963732057331935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1392963732057331935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-do-you-brighten-up-dead-winter-day.html' title='How do you brighten up a dead winter day in Utah??'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S4tV2Ho8MoI/AAAAAAAABYc/7JM-85rZ_SE/s72-c/DSC_0325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-5487492972321067953</id><published>2010-02-17T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:38:30.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A true Diva...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...will ALWAYS strike a pose, whatever it may be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3zqf9IVgOI/AAAAAAAABXE/1u2OGrvAYY4/s1600-h/IMG_4539.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3zqf9IVgOI/AAAAAAAABXE/1u2OGrvAYY4/s320/IMG_4539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...will always swing her arms AND hips when walking.&amp;nbsp; It's the cool thing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3zqtB_3FEI/AAAAAAAABXM/2evZHLQPuG8/s1600-h/IMG_4546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3zqtB_3FEI/AAAAAAAABXM/2evZHLQPuG8/s320/IMG_4546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...will&amp;nbsp;constantly stop to admire her beautiful shoes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3zq4rMVqjI/AAAAAAAABXU/al1VuqKskPE/s1600-h/IMG_4551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3zq4rMVqjI/AAAAAAAABXU/al1VuqKskPE/s320/IMG_4551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...and touch them to make sure they are REALLY hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3zq9FlxsjI/AAAAAAAABXc/_pvzS0OuCEQ/s1600-h/IMG_4552.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3zq9FlxsjI/AAAAAAAABXc/_pvzS0OuCEQ/s320/IMG_4552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And a true Diva, isn't afraid to act like a two year old for her mom every once in a while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3zrC66A3VI/AAAAAAAABXk/ZOeuGq64c0Q/s1600-h/IMG_4559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3zrC66A3VI/AAAAAAAABXk/ZOeuGq64c0Q/s320/IMG_4559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She got those high heels for her birthday and will NOT wear anything else.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You know it's serious when your two year old walks better&amp;nbsp;in heels than you do...And what's really sad, is hers are made of plastic and about 10 sizes too big.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-5487492972321067953?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/5487492972321067953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=5487492972321067953' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/5487492972321067953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/5487492972321067953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/02/true-diva.html' title='A true Diva...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3zqf9IVgOI/AAAAAAAABXE/1u2OGrvAYY4/s72-c/IMG_4539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-5067426027412194880</id><published>2010-02-16T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:19:03.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a rule...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Most of you know that we put&amp;nbsp;the kids to bed early.&amp;nbsp; our routine starts around 6:45, and the kids are in bed by 7.&amp;nbsp; Though they are in bed by 7, doesn't always mean they fall asleep that early.&amp;nbsp; But my rule...&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If they aren't crying, I don't care &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt; they are doing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;{&lt;/span&gt;Until tonight, that is.&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Usually they play, and look at stories for a while, but then crawl in their beds and sleep the night away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As Scotty and I were finishing a movie at 11:30 tonight, we heard giggles coming from the kids room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So they have been "in bed" for around 4 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"We better go see what they are doing" I say as Scott is already cracking the door open and saying "What the..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3pUFUYndKI/AAAAAAAABWU/jb9w6VVJLMs/s1600-h/IMG_4513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3pUFUYndKI/AAAAAAAABWU/jb9w6VVJLMs/s320/IMG_4513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We were greeted with two very guilty looking, pajama-less kiddos, and the biggest mess I have EVER seen...Oh, but Bianca had her high-heels on, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3pUKITQUeI/AAAAAAAABWc/cCmsQfN_aIs/s1600-h/IMG_4517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3pUKITQUeI/AAAAAAAABWc/cCmsQfN_aIs/s320/IMG_4517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack was quick to point out&amp;nbsp;what Bianca had broken.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sure Jack, I wasn't born yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3pUWo_ly_I/AAAAAAAABWk/-srVyCDEIvI/s1600-h/IMG_4514.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3pUWo_ly_I/AAAAAAAABWk/-srVyCDEIvI/s320/IMG_4514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Those EMPTY and now broken totes hold all the kids clothes.&amp;nbsp; (well aware of the ghetto-ness, but until we quit moving around every year, that's how it will stay.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3pUa79v4zI/AAAAAAAABWs/d_dFYb1RcoY/s1600-h/IMG_4512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3pUa79v4zI/AAAAAAAABWs/d_dFYb1RcoY/s320/IMG_4512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I honestly never realized they had so much stuff in their room.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3pUpjmKS3I/AAAAAAAABW0/o2mtLreiN6w/s1600-h/IMG_4521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3pUpjmKS3I/AAAAAAAABW0/o2mtLreiN6w/s320/IMG_4521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bianca quickly&amp;nbsp;grabbed a blanket and hopped into bed with her thumb in her mouth...she knows how to work it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3pU3qR0MNI/AAAAAAAABW8/PJ3dSMoCL8Y/s1600-h/IMG_4523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3pU3qR0MNI/AAAAAAAABW8/PJ3dSMoCL8Y/s320/IMG_4523.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Those little turkeys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll deal with this mess in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-5067426027412194880?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/5067426027412194880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=5067426027412194880' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/5067426027412194880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/5067426027412194880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-rule.html' title='I have a rule...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3pUFUYndKI/AAAAAAAABWU/jb9w6VVJLMs/s72-c/IMG_4513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-8234404926834540134</id><published>2010-02-11T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T01:04:53.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sweet Thing!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A happy happy birthday to the most goofy, chubby cheeked,&amp;nbsp;red lipped, curly haired, snuggle bugging, purse holding, shoe fetishing TWO year old in town!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3PAAzz0wXI/AAAAAAAABV0/wOVTbbkNCd8/s1600-h/18839_100967446603685_100000712905258_27783_3548779_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3PAAzz0wXI/AAAAAAAABV0/wOVTbbkNCd8/s320/18839_100967446603685_100000712905258_27783_3548779_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This little gal constantly keeps us on our toes with her silly faces, raging tantrums, and 2 going on 16 attitude...notice the plastic cell phone in her left hand? Yeah, that thing is now her constant companion along with a purse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3PBGmhGqRI/AAAAAAAABV8/hOs4MoK8rrQ/s1600-h/IMG_4501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3PBGmhGqRI/AAAAAAAABV8/hOs4MoK8rrQ/s320/IMG_4501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We love you darling, our family wouldn't be complete without your sweet, smiling face!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-8234404926834540134?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/8234404926834540134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=8234404926834540134' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/8234404926834540134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/8234404926834540134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-sweet-thing.html' title='Happy Birthday Sweet Thing!!'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S3PAAzz0wXI/AAAAAAAABV0/wOVTbbkNCd8/s72-c/18839_100967446603685_100000712905258_27783_3548779_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-3050667843862641166</id><published>2010-02-04T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T17:16:08.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A phase...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack is in a fun phase right now. He likes things organized and grouped together.&amp;nbsp; I have been snapping random pictures this week&amp;nbsp;anytime I find things "lined" up.&amp;nbsp; Often, when I walk into a room, there will just be a long line of cans or train tracks...It's like something&amp;nbsp;out of a horror movie.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, it can&amp;nbsp;get a little&amp;nbsp;creepy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Things almost always are arranged in order&amp;nbsp;from big to small...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S2ttaoHQgGI/AAAAAAAABVc/eGP_pgJVnkA/s1600-h/IMG_4482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S2ttaoHQgGI/AAAAAAAABVc/eGP_pgJVnkA/s320/IMG_4482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in random places around the house.&amp;nbsp; This line of cars was in the dead middle of the floor... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S2ttQZ-zcWI/AAAAAAAABVM/BHZOPYNlZsA/s1600-h/IMG_4480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S2ttQZ-zcWI/AAAAAAAABVM/BHZOPYNlZsA/s320/IMG_4480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He always lines things up according to the object...I NEVER find&amp;nbsp;groups of dinosaurs AND cars together, they would be in two seperate lines. Details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S2ttUnTPy6I/AAAAAAAABVU/JfYmwno_Mz0/s1600-h/IMG_4487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S2ttUnTPy6I/AAAAAAAABVU/JfYmwno_Mz0/s320/IMG_4487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is very protective of his "lines".&amp;nbsp; If&amp;nbsp;Bianca wants to&amp;nbsp;get rise out of him, she just swipes her hand across&amp;nbsp;his creation, then the fists start to fly!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(sorry for the bad picture, apparently there was something on the lens that morning)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S2ttMO8DYcI/AAAAAAAABVE/iaf2p4c52d0/s1600-h/IMG_4477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S2ttMO8DYcI/AAAAAAAABVE/iaf2p4c52d0/s320/IMG_4477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And things are always grouped by color...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S2ttlM2kfJI/AAAAAAAABVk/e-fsAEmgAUk/s1600-h/IMG_4485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S2ttlM2kfJI/AAAAAAAABVk/e-fsAEmgAUk/s320/IMG_4485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am constantly amazed at what this kid comes up with.&amp;nbsp; It's so fun to watch his brain at work organizing his little life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wouldn't it be nice if the only thing we had to worry about as adults&amp;nbsp;was the way we were going to line our toy cars up everyday?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-3050667843862641166?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/3050667843862641166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=3050667843862641166' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3050667843862641166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3050667843862641166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/02/phase.html' title='A phase...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S2ttaoHQgGI/AAAAAAAABVc/eGP_pgJVnkA/s72-c/IMG_4482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-1849956839327684499</id><published>2010-01-23T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T18:32:42.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>While the rain is away, the kiddos will play!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a miracle.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In January. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because we woke up to some beautiful sunshine, we decided to throw on our jackets and hit the park. It couldn't have been a more perfect day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We made sure to let the kids get an entire month's worth of energy out, just in case this doesn't happen again for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack played Spider-Man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usGQbOJbI/AAAAAAAABT8/AGQncUXylv0/s1600-h/IMG_4438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usGQbOJbI/AAAAAAAABT8/AGQncUXylv0/s320/IMG_4438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1ur_a4hTYI/AAAAAAAABTs/3HUI9t9eFrw/s1600-h/IMG_4425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1ur_a4hTYI/AAAAAAAABTs/3HUI9t9eFrw/s320/IMG_4425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usCn-3GUI/AAAAAAAABT0/1X0ES2xXhsI/s1600-h/IMG_4426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usCn-3GUI/AAAAAAAABT0/1X0ES2xXhsI/s320/IMG_4426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bianca screamed with excitement on the swings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1ur5fcm34I/AAAAAAAABTk/xpXXQk9GOBI/s1600-h/IMG_4401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1ur5fcm34I/AAAAAAAABTk/xpXXQk9GOBI/s320/IMG_4401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They both&amp;nbsp;raced down those slides about a million times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usrAk1VsI/AAAAAAAABUk/gUCx-S2S9B8/s1600-h/IMG_4462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usrAk1VsI/AAAAAAAABUk/gUCx-S2S9B8/s320/IMG_4462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bianca tried to go places she clearly couldn't.&amp;nbsp; "Help me Mom"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usjckX1DI/AAAAAAAABUc/pE0vvSqbP6s/s1600-h/IMG_4453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usjckX1DI/AAAAAAAABUc/pE0vvSqbP6s/s320/IMG_4453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usfL6xqwI/AAAAAAAABUU/hoET6H6ydDk/s1600-h/IMG_4452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usfL6xqwI/AAAAAAAABUU/hoET6H6ydDk/s320/IMG_4452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack tried to beat Bianca to the top of the rocks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usTxtIgwI/AAAAAAAABUE/Zj4Lf0xKL0s/s1600-h/IMG_4440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usTxtIgwI/AAAAAAAABUE/Zj4Lf0xKL0s/s320/IMG_4440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but Bianca was victorious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usYdTp_RI/AAAAAAAABUM/az59B5WNQyA/s1600-h/IMG_4442.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usYdTp_RI/AAAAAAAABUM/az59B5WNQyA/s320/IMG_4442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And of course, no trip to the park would be complete without Scott and I acting like kids too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1utFcXr3fI/AAAAAAAABUs/v-32N-TMPR8/s1600-h/IMG_4464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1utFcXr3fI/AAAAAAAABUs/v-32N-TMPR8/s320/IMG_4464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These spinning chairs&amp;nbsp;were much harder than&amp;nbsp;they look.&amp;nbsp; Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1utMWJEwcI/AAAAAAAABU0/DqrdNo-GyYk/s1600-h/IMG_4474.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1utMWJEwcI/AAAAAAAABU0/DqrdNo-GyYk/s320/IMG_4474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Farewell beautiful, sunny&amp;nbsp;Saturday...please come and visit any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-1849956839327684499?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/1849956839327684499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=1849956839327684499' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1849956839327684499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1849956839327684499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/01/while-rain-is-away-kiddos-will-play.html' title='While the rain is away, the kiddos will play!'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S1usGQbOJbI/AAAAAAAABT8/AGQncUXylv0/s72-c/IMG_4438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-7809340126479898557</id><published>2010-01-18T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:21:56.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew...</title><content type='html'>Jack went potty in the toilet today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting a tad bit worried that I was going to have THREE kiddos in diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gulp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was definately&amp;nbsp;a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-7809340126479898557?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/7809340126479898557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=7809340126479898557' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/7809340126479898557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/7809340126479898557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/01/phew.html' title='Phew...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-2260284489078585435</id><published>2010-01-14T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T17:45:18.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I had a feeling...</title><content type='html'>I had a feeling when I started my daily run, and with each step thought..."wait, what's going on, I am going to WET my pants!"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a feeling that same afternoon when I was watching TV and a State Farm Insurance commercial got me choked up.&amp;nbsp; I never cry. ever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a feeling that night when I had an insane craving for Teriyaki and Spring rolls at 9 PM....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a feeling the next morning when I brushed my teeth and gagged....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a feeling when I started my run again and the same thing happened....&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;only need so many feelings like that to tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&amp;nbsp;I am PREGNANT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's right...my two partners in crime will have a new little one to train in their ways of sneakiness and intrigue...bring it on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and&amp;nbsp;I literally JUST found out a few days ago, so don't hold your breath...this little peanut isn't due for about 9 months. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing...if you didn't get a call from me, don't worry...My sweet B gave my phone a slobber bath so it's currently out of commission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-2260284489078585435?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/2260284489078585435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=2260284489078585435' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2260284489078585435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2260284489078585435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-had-feeling.html' title='I had a feeling...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-6291811915583747296</id><published>2010-01-05T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T14:04:03.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reason why men aren't stay-at-home-mom's...</title><content type='html'>Dearest, darling, wonderful husband...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't attempt to take a nap when you have a 3 year old and 2 year old running around, especially OUR 3 and 2 year old...even if you DO put a movie on for them and remove any potential weapons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this is what will happen within 5 minutes of you trying to lay down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S0O0831TanI/AAAAAAAABTU/2ApNymiOSb4/s1600-h/IMG00144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S0O0831TanI/AAAAAAAABTU/2ApNymiOSb4/s320/IMG00144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;your beautiful, patient wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. thank you though, for cleaning up the mess before I came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S0O1MRkPaxI/AAAAAAAABTc/q1IKCuf5G_I/s1600-h/IMG00143.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S0O1MRkPaxI/AAAAAAAABTc/q1IKCuf5G_I/s320/IMG00143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Note to self: NEVER, under any circumstances buy cool whip again. Ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-6291811915583747296?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/6291811915583747296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=6291811915583747296' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/6291811915583747296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/6291811915583747296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/01/reason-why-men-arent-stay-at-home-moms.html' title='The reason why men aren&apos;t stay-at-home-mom&apos;s...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/S0O0831TanI/AAAAAAAABTU/2ApNymiOSb4/s72-c/IMG00144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-2255070006227433077</id><published>2010-01-02T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T15:01:21.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was bound to happen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The day when Bianca's nose would finally meet the timeout corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Not my Princess" says her daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, Yes...even the most darling princesses need timeout eventually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/Sz_NEfH2nuI/AAAAAAAABTE/hksFPn5pM9w/s1600-h/IMG_4343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/Sz_NEfH2nuI/AAAAAAAABTE/hksFPn5pM9w/s320/IMG_4343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But she minded the Queen, and stood there stiff as a board until the ETERNAL 30 seconds were over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can see it will be an adjustment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You'd have thought she was being banished from the Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/Sz_NKOgUQSI/AAAAAAAABTM/1QJ0mPL1hZM/s1600-h/IMG_4344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/Sz_NKOgUQSI/AAAAAAAABTM/1QJ0mPL1hZM/s320/IMG_4344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;***just a little note-Bianca did indeed pick out EACH one of those articles of clothing this morning...I wasn't up&amp;nbsp; for the fight and I knew we weren't going anywhere.&amp;nbsp; So be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-2255070006227433077?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/2255070006227433077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=2255070006227433077' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2255070006227433077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2255070006227433077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-was-bound-to-happen.html' title='It was bound to happen...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/Sz_NEfH2nuI/AAAAAAAABTE/hksFPn5pM9w/s72-c/IMG_4343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-4687109877498919150</id><published>2009-12-30T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:29:11.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Merry Happenings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas with a three year old and an almost 2 year old was completely magical. Jack couldn't wait for Santa Clause to come a put presents under the tree.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(don't&amp;nbsp;you love that table and chairs...It pays to have a Shop full of furniture!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwuT9o8aiI/AAAAAAAABR0/ScZ7WXMT_BE/s1600-h/IMG_4310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwuT9o8aiI/AAAAAAAABR0/ScZ7WXMT_BE/s320/IMG_4310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;We kept Santa's loot very minimal...how much does a three year old REALLY need?!?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwudRdAN0I/AAAAAAAABR8/l1cnFkbT6Qk/s1600-h/IMG_4315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwudRdAN0I/AAAAAAAABR8/l1cnFkbT6Qk/s320/IMG_4315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do these look like the faces of kiddos that were dissappointed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwuieLXWyI/AAAAAAAABSE/EmyYaHn-9UU/s1600-h/IMG_4316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwuieLXWyI/AAAAAAAABSE/EmyYaHn-9UU/s320/IMG_4316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwwOHf3G9I/AAAAAAAABSc/Xgl5nwDiEIw/s1600-h/IMG_4326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwwOHf3G9I/AAAAAAAABSc/Xgl5nwDiEIw/s320/IMG_4326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bianca got a purse from Nana Cindy, it hasn't left her arm since Christmas morning.&amp;nbsp; Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwvE4-BVHI/AAAAAAAABSU/RuQziDx-EzI/s1600-h/IMG_4324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwvE4-BVHI/AAAAAAAABSU/RuQziDx-EzI/s320/IMG_4324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy got a Seahawks Snuggie for Chistmas...It was a mostly a joke.&amp;nbsp; But mostly serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwwSBg54QI/AAAAAAAABSk/TYOzYF8nITc/s1600-h/IMG_4336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwwSBg54QI/AAAAAAAABSk/TYOzYF8nITc/s320/IMG_4336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jack mesmorized by his shark sticker book, I couldn't even get him to look up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwwegLq0lI/AAAAAAAABS0/hxiTYhRf_UM/s1600-h/IMG_4329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwwegLq0lI/AAAAAAAABS0/hxiTYhRf_UM/s320/IMG_4329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great day, filled with yummy food, family, and just enjoyed some time off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here is the Christmas Eve wound...We just took the bandages off today and it's looking really good.&amp;nbsp; We opted for the glue method as opposed to stitches...the doctor was afraid of traumatizing an already freaking out toddler further with needles and thread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;if your wondering what happend...we were loading the car to head out to a party, when an excited Jack ran down the hall to go get in the car and tripped.&amp;nbsp; He hit the oldschool heater attached to our wall and his forehead just popped right open.&amp;nbsp; There was a lot of blood, and a lot of tears.&amp;nbsp; On the way to the ER Jack was&amp;nbsp;frantically sobbing,&amp;nbsp;"a&amp;nbsp;dinosaur bit me, a dinosaur bit me".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It may as well have been a dinosaur!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzxBHUancjI/AAAAAAAABS8/WgbITuQxtqQ/s1600-h/IMG_4339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzxBHUancjI/AAAAAAAABS8/WgbITuQxtqQ/s320/IMG_4339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-4687109877498919150?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/4687109877498919150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=4687109877498919150' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/4687109877498919150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/4687109877498919150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-happenings.html' title='The Merry Happenings...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzwuT9o8aiI/AAAAAAAABR0/ScZ7WXMT_BE/s72-c/IMG_4310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-3030165608670168402</id><published>2009-12-24T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T22:49:08.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas from Urgent Care...</title><content type='html'>Nothing like a forehead split wide open to start the holiday festivities off the right way, huh?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzRgEzZAIBI/AAAAAAAABRs/W6ytcqm-Ums/s1600-h/1224091422.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzRgEzZAIBI/AAAAAAAABRs/W6ytcqm-Ums/s320/1224091422.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-3030165608670168402?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/3030165608670168402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=3030165608670168402' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3030165608670168402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/3030165608670168402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-from-urgent-care.html' title='Merry Christmas from Urgent Care...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzRgEzZAIBI/AAAAAAAABRs/W6ytcqm-Ums/s72-c/1224091422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-1614221590115874841</id><published>2009-12-23T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:50:16.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Letter 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's pretend you all just went out to your mail box and recieved a wonderfully crafty card, and beautiful picture of our little family.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, let's get real.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Pictures were never taken, cards were never made, and addresses were never gathered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I were on top of things like I'd hoped, the letter would have gone something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas from the Springer Family! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; We started the year with a bang, or should I say a buzz, or maybe a shave.&amp;nbsp; You know it's going to be a crazy year when you shave your 2 year old's hair into a Benjamin Button look alike only two weeks into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzHJUNAsivI/AAAAAAAABRc/yHPwmmSZ8c4/s1600-h/d+009%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzHJUNAsivI/AAAAAAAABRc/yHPwmmSZ8c4/s320/d+009%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you want a good laugh, you can read more about my clipper mis-hap &lt;a href="http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2009/01/hair-today-gone-tomorrow.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids continue to grow like little weeds, and I enjoy every minute of being home with them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Jack and Bianca have grown to be great little friends, I no longer have to separate them with laundry baskets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzHKF_F13pI/AAAAAAAABRk/tIOL1yehgQo/s1600-h/DSCN0170%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzHKF_F13pI/AAAAAAAABRk/tIOL1yehgQo/s320/DSCN0170%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Big improvement I would say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not only have the two become buddies, but also perfect partners in crime.&amp;nbsp; If they are quiet and together, I KNOW there is trouble happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In March, Scott Started a job with the Washington State Department of Labor and Industries as an Auditor.&amp;nbsp; He enjoys his work, but is looking forward to better opportunities in the very near future.&amp;nbsp; He is also working his way through graduate school to get his Masters in Accounting.&amp;nbsp; We are&amp;nbsp;counting the days&amp;nbsp;to next December when we can say he is officially done with school!!&amp;nbsp; It will be SO nice to have things back to normal...as if we even know what normal is?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am lucky enough to stay home with the kiddos, and have a killer job at the same time.&amp;nbsp; Since May, I have been the administrative assistant for a small company called CodeSmart.&amp;nbsp; They have been fabulous to work for, and It's nice to still have a&amp;nbsp;foot in the&amp;nbsp;professional world.&amp;nbsp; Earlier this year, I invested in a Vinyl cutter, which has been a lot of fun.&amp;nbsp; Several times a year, before&amp;nbsp;a Show,&amp;nbsp;I can be found&amp;nbsp;crafting&amp;nbsp;til' the wee hours of&amp;nbsp;the morning.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have had a great year, and feel&amp;nbsp;richly blessed&amp;nbsp;with supportive&amp;nbsp;family, loving&amp;nbsp;friends, and the bounteous circumstance we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;May you all have a Merry Christmas, and a happy, healthy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-1614221590115874841?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/1614221590115874841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=1614221590115874841' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1614221590115874841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1614221590115874841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-letter-2009.html' title='Christmas Letter 2009'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SzHJUNAsivI/AAAAAAAABRc/yHPwmmSZ8c4/s72-c/d+009%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-2683933725889982167</id><published>2009-12-16T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:40:17.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The price we pay for beauty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know I have mentioned Bianca's obsession for accessories.&amp;nbsp; It has only gotten worse.&amp;nbsp; If there is a purse, scarf, or pair of shoes within reach, she will sport it.&amp;nbsp; She brings me her shoes first thing in the morning to put on, and I usually have to pry them off her screaming,&amp;nbsp;rigid body at night.&amp;nbsp; No exageration there.&amp;nbsp; Take away this girls' shoes or purse and be ready for a tantrum like you have NEVER seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, I buy her these darling black patent leather shoes for her christmas dress.&amp;nbsp; When I pull them out of the box, she literally starts shaking.&amp;nbsp; Her little fists balled up, and her face turned red as she ran towards me with pure excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And they didn't fit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gulp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I knew I was in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She refused to let me take them off,&amp;nbsp;and I wasn't in the mood for a fight (so of course&amp;nbsp;I grabbed my camera to document the fiasco).&amp;nbsp; Look at her chubster feet bulging out of those shoes...poor girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SynV2Inlt0I/AAAAAAAABQU/CCSOL-IViX8/s1600-h/IMG_4297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SynV2Inlt0I/AAAAAAAABQU/CCSOL-IViX8/s320/IMG_4297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She proceeded to wear the shoes for about 30 minutes, in complete pain.&amp;nbsp; She was walking around sobbing, and limping, but refused to let the discomfort get in the way of those black, shiny beauties.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If she could talk, I think she would have been saying something like&amp;nbsp;"Maybe mom, if I&amp;nbsp;don't bend my legs while I walk, it won't&amp;nbsp;hurt so much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SynWBu2EoiI/AAAAAAAABQc/_swlT0FGki0/s1600-h/IMG_4300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SynWBu2EoiI/AAAAAAAABQc/_swlT0FGki0/s320/IMG_4300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Wait, that's NOT helping...come on mom, why does it have to hurt so bad to be beautiful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SynWS68BVWI/AAAAAAAABQs/Ze7uwRXNz0Q/s1600-h/IMG_4301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SynWS68BVWI/AAAAAAAABQs/Ze7uwRXNz0Q/s320/IMG_4301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"I can't. take. another. step.&amp;nbsp; Please, help me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SynWfxP-oFI/AAAAAAAABQ0/4zGevY4CDiQ/s1600-h/IMG_4299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SynWfxP-oFI/AAAAAAAABQ0/4zGevY4CDiQ/s320/IMG_4299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Ahhh, there's the ticket.&amp;nbsp; If I don't walk, it&amp;nbsp;does't hurt...then I can wear them ALL day long.&amp;nbsp; Phew, glad&amp;nbsp;I figured that out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SynWm8fBo9I/AAAAAAAABQ8/Z5MyU6vV8rE/s1600-h/IMG_4303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SynWm8fBo9I/AAAAAAAABQ8/Z5MyU6vV8rE/s320/IMG_4303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's okay&amp;nbsp;Bianca, we all sacrifice for that perfect pair of shoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-2683933725889982167?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/2683933725889982167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=2683933725889982167' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2683933725889982167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/2683933725889982167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2009/12/price-we-pay-for-beauty.html' title='The price we pay for beauty...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SynV2Inlt0I/AAAAAAAABQU/CCSOL-IViX8/s72-c/IMG_4297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-1585635665156927186</id><published>2009-12-15T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T17:56:03.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Winner is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to Random.org for making this an easy process.&amp;nbsp; After taking out&amp;nbsp;any multiple entries, and mine, there were 22 entries, the lucky gal is &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ERICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since I can't have everyone win, I am offering &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;FREE&amp;nbsp;SHIPPING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to anyone &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;following my blog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the next week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(your shipping will be&amp;nbsp;refunded to your paypal account after payment).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You don't have to&amp;nbsp;be a follower already, just follow&amp;nbsp;before you make your purchase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, look for more items to be posted in the next day or two!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica, email me a &lt;a href="mailto:jill_harris@hotmail.com"&gt;jill_harris@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to tell me which item you want, or if you want to wait for more inventory to come out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-1585635665156927186?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/1585635665156927186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=1585635665156927186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1585635665156927186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/1585635665156927186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-winner-is.html' title='And the Winner is....'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-21353827938105820</id><published>2009-12-15T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T09:10:07.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't forget ...</title><content type='html'>It's the last day for the Waddell Creek Rustics Giveaway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the post below for instructions to enter...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-21353827938105820?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/21353827938105820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=21353827938105820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/21353827938105820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/21353827938105820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-forget.html' title='Don&apos;t forget ...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-8446835301795883207</id><published>2009-12-11T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T21:01:22.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The grand opening, and a GIVEAWAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SyMerHHyl7I/AAAAAAAABQM/J4wWtRnpcMU/s1600-h/Presentation1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SyMerHHyl7I/AAAAAAAABQM/J4wWtRnpcMU/s400/Presentation1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ladies, it's here! Waddell Creek Rustics has finally gotten a shop up and running on etsy.&amp;nbsp; The items you'll find in our little store are a combination of things from my cute sister-in-law Wendy, and myself.&amp;nbsp; I do the vinyl signs and magnet boards, she keeps things a bit more prim with those darling pillows and hand painted signs.&amp;nbsp; We will be listing more items in the days and weeks to come, but we thought we'd test the waters out with some of our best sellers...those scented rosehipes? A.MAZ.ING.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, I want to eat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the giveaway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a catch here though, to enter the giveaway I want you to go visit our etsy shop, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/waddellcreekrustics"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop/waddellcreekrustics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then come back and comment with feedback.&amp;nbsp; Are our prices to high? what about the shipping? what would you like to see more of, or less of for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need honesty people. brutal honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one commenter will be selected at random and will get to choose &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; item up to a $15.00 value out our store...you can pick from what we have now, or hold your credit until we introduce more items....we have some great spring items already in the works!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gals, go take a look...the giveaway ends &lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, December 15th at 5 PM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-8446835301795883207?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/8446835301795883207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=8446835301795883207' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/8446835301795883207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/8446835301795883207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2009/12/grand-opening-and-giveaway.html' title='The grand opening, and a GIVEAWAY!'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SyMerHHyl7I/AAAAAAAABQM/J4wWtRnpcMU/s72-c/Presentation1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-671309214521819763</id><published>2009-12-09T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:53:39.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The problem with heaping laundry baskets...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Is that they're just so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SyApgWqB2cI/AAAAAAAABP8/p9FiwSgcDDM/s1600-h/IMG_4168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SyApgWqB2cI/AAAAAAAABP8/p9FiwSgcDDM/s320/IMG_4168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;darn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SyApsxOMoRI/AAAAAAAABQE/oR2DFGNbCY8/s1600-h/IMG_4169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SyApsxOMoRI/AAAAAAAABQE/oR2DFGNbCY8/s320/IMG_4169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just tried to sneak in the bedroom to grab a few things while my sweet B was sleeping...I panicked when couldn't see her in the bed.&amp;nbsp; Duh mom, you should ALWAYS check laundry baskets full of dirty clothes for sleeping children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5897032284872179766-671309214521819763?l=springerthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/feeds/671309214521819763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5897032284872179766&amp;postID=671309214521819763' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/671309214521819763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5897032284872179766/posts/default/671309214521819763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://springerthree.blogspot.com/2009/12/problem-with-heaping-laundry-baskets.html' title='The problem with heaping laundry baskets...'/><author><name>jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14172217138751768098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SyApgWqB2cI/AAAAAAAABP8/p9FiwSgcDDM/s72-c/IMG_4168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5897032284872179766.post-783784136442547762</id><published>2009-12-06T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T00:43:31.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>taking a breath...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm back! The last month has been an absolute whirlwind!&amp;nbsp; I am not one&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;admit things like this, but I think I may have slightly over-extended myself.&amp;nbsp; I have compiled a few numbers, mostly to remind myself to NEVER do this again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the last month, I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-made&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;120&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of these bad boys, and sold every one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SxtjaXiSX4I/AAAAAAAABPM/pG9cMqvTYOg/s1600-h/IMG_4126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SxtjaXiSX4I/AAAAAAAABPM/pG9cMqvTYOg/s320/IMG_4126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Dipped&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; caramel apples &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Made &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; batches of cinnamon-bun popcorn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Dipped &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; oreos in chocolate then sprinkled them with candy canes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Made over &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;100 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;magnet boards &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Made over &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;75&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; vinyl signs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SxtkNLG2gUI/AAAAAAAABPk/EUg7Plgvx0g/s1600-h/IMG_4121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/SxtkNLG2gUI/AAAAAAAABPk/EUg7Plgvx0g/s320/IMG_4121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;- cut &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;162&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; blocks...don't have pictures of those yet, they sold out before&amp;nbsp;I could even snap a pic!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;- Used &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; cans of gold glitter spray, man I love that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;- Gone through&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bottles of "barn-red" paint,&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bottles of black, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;bottles of "antique-white"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;- had&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shows and was in charge of&amp;nbsp;a project for&amp;nbsp;my church's "Super Saturday" that had a record breaking &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;80&lt;/span&gt; signups.&amp;nbsp;gulp. I nearly cried when I saw the numbers.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A big thanks&amp;nbsp;to my sweet dad who cut and shipped me the 30 boards I was short!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-Pulled &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; official all-nighter, and about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "up-til'-3am-crafting-nights"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;- had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; VERY patient husband who has put up with my eternal mess paints, wood, and vinyl scraps&amp;nbsp;EVERYWHERE.&amp;nbsp; Thanks Darling...I owe you big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think that about does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, I don't want to give you false notions of being the woman that does it all, because I don't.&amp;nbsp; For the last month, my kids have looked like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/Sxtj7ZK6PgI/AAAAAAAABPU/xmPlgXL7O7k/s1600-h/IMG_4135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/Sxtj7ZK6PgI/AAAAAAAABPU/xmPlgXL7O7k/s320/IMG_4135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and this...at least we got the boots on for the day.&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (I actually had to crop a COMPLETELY naked Jack out of the picture, I think you can still see a little snippet of his boney bum on the left of the picture!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/Sxtj_Wv8awI/AAAAAAAABPc/0gkZQxuAtAw/s1600-h/IMG_4137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8SLiah-_ZU/Sxtj_Wv8awI/AAAAAAAABPc/0gkZQxuAtAw/s320/IMG_4137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had a great time at our shows, but I am most definately looking forward to some down time with the hubby and kiddos, doing some chistmas shopping, and tackling the 12 loads of laundry that's stacked up in my bed room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sep
