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A blog about what makes and shapes me...My God, My Family, My Ummm...SewingKeekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.comBlogger309125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-71062295974884083852011-09-26T23:09:00.002-04:002011-09-27T15:20:15.347-04:00ETSY!!! Cute as Pie Aprons and AccessioriesI am trying something and praying its a huge success...Check it out would love feedback and support!!<br />
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</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">We are so proud of our little artist she growing up so fast.</span></div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-65371395406081436472011-04-10T23:11:00.000-04:002011-04-10T23:11:38.288-04:00A Royal Gathering<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLs0_4N-LE-WqhkvQlPH8GNf0De2XfnMms2_gqkA2ITKAZEu3pSPVm-LPT_qAK9W_F-HeVZ49CxMHMhxcpsdn9LTjHk5jFr59poYcTQ4ADwIJ7HUhaAHBUsmtST4FUbYKPOqLJNFa0wf0/s1600/DSC01383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLs0_4N-LE-WqhkvQlPH8GNf0De2XfnMms2_gqkA2ITKAZEu3pSPVm-LPT_qAK9W_F-HeVZ49CxMHMhxcpsdn9LTjHk5jFr59poYcTQ4ADwIJ7HUhaAHBUsmtST4FUbYKPOqLJNFa0wf0/s320/DSC01383.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center">My Pie and her BFF had a joint birthday party with 10 of their friends. But this year, and hopefully for many years to come, they did something a little different. They asked their friends to bring a Medium Stuffed Animal, instead of a gift for themselves, for the kids that attend the Royal Kids Family Camp. This is a great camp for children of abuse. <a href="http://www.rfkc.com/">www.rfkc.com</a> check it out. </div><div align="center">My hope is that they will learn/realize just how blessed they are, and that they can do something kinda big in a creative way all by themselves.</div><div align="center">The party was a blast we decorated flip flops and hollowed eggs ate some pizza and delicious cake and washed it down with pink punch.</div><div align="center"> I just love the bunch of girls they hang with...</div><div align="center">God Is So Good!</div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-4687185382768821932011-04-10T22:53:00.000-04:002011-04-10T22:53:29.562-04:00Mommy Struggles<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisvuIb84-Dk2adyNg3rZ5AcN2Hg11WSvEQWafu0tp_2trQQHf2ebFadI2ZBFJmbAuSDuV1tDP4YzdsIYFoyikN5b-IBQgiokrfrxOa_hRfa1Src6YXj5bCdNwy0NUVMSjC-XT9joxaOVA/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisvuIb84-Dk2adyNg3rZ5AcN2Hg11WSvEQWafu0tp_2trQQHf2ebFadI2ZBFJmbAuSDuV1tDP4YzdsIYFoyikN5b-IBQgiokrfrxOa_hRfa1Src6YXj5bCdNwy0NUVMSjC-XT9joxaOVA/s320/011.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Such a sweet, sweet girl...no really she can be super sweet. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Couple of experiences with her today:</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pick her up the first time from her Sunday School class and I swear this is the truth; the teacher told me: She was our favorite today...I guess after the teacher gave the story, which she just kinda winged it today so she was a little nervous, M&M stands up and says(Shouts? its kinda relevant with M&M) "<strong>that was a great story teacher</strong>"</div><div style="text-align: center;">But later after I pick her up the second time while playing with her cousins she whips her coat and hits her cousin??</div><div style="text-align: center;">So I go and talk with her and she is angry that she is being accountable. She struggles to apologize and when her cousin gives her a kiss she wipes it off. UGH, that's all I can come up with.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Of course we go though the apologizing again, but come on girl...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgnmZ6PJ-QHRIb3RdEtBRPt1cMcmPeZ4gboX-GW9kHt3cSqo2Z9WmsJdoyVENcmk5OBcj78FvnVj6c-nCjqxGc5RXno1SHTcW_sYmuiPgYE8JAW20awJyetbTvzs0-a7aRgyBfENPzW8A/s1600/DSC01050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgnmZ6PJ-QHRIb3RdEtBRPt1cMcmPeZ4gboX-GW9kHt3cSqo2Z9WmsJdoyVENcmk5OBcj78FvnVj6c-nCjqxGc5RXno1SHTcW_sYmuiPgYE8JAW20awJyetbTvzs0-a7aRgyBfENPzW8A/s320/DSC01050.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> She is usually super excited or super upset. </div><div style="text-align: center;">She mostly is a hoot but when she is bad she is oh so bad.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Things I love about her:</div><div style="text-align: center;">she is not shy-at all, </div><div style="text-align: center;">nor is she quiet (usually love that trait)</div><div style="text-align: center;">She is just so full of life. Everything is exciting to her!</div><div style="text-align: center;">She is the best at the Elderly Assisted living Home-she has no problem telling them she loves them, sets on their lap, gives hugs...(but I have also taken her there and she would not give a hug to save her life?)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Ever say/write something that while trying to be witty or lessen the stress or make someone smile actually was cruel and just wrong?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Ever know you were judged by people who have no fathom for the condition of your heart? </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Ever judge yourself and wonder when your cold cruel heart is going to melt?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Ever been judged by people who in all reality don't give a rats ass about you but it is the politically right thing to do?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Ever judge yourself and know your better than that?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Ever wish you could wiggle your nose and you problem's disappear or those of the ones you truly love?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Ever wish it was easier to erase 15+ years of wrong teaching? </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Ever wish you just finally had it all together?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Ever wish you never had cruel thoughts </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> or if you did you kept them to yourself?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Ever wish you would listen to the Holy Spirit saying...I wouldn't write that if I were You....</span>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-30094674894164260692011-03-24T21:47:00.000-04:002011-03-24T21:47:04.275-04:00More Apron's<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGj-v2UJ0VrnBvkfSSO_ev0hrheBjji9JA-FLPjqSbIf5aRreE9RP1SK01ez-8W5sVJmGIqLdR0TL6eO1eAxUt0NUXJZPKU_5wMspU3R6Rm82jO1F1xpdtzZWhPwzrmm0_gfnGZhJJeaQ/s1600/DSC01268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGj-v2UJ0VrnBvkfSSO_ev0hrheBjji9JA-FLPjqSbIf5aRreE9RP1SK01ez-8W5sVJmGIqLdR0TL6eO1eAxUt0NUXJZPKU_5wMspU3R6Rm82jO1F1xpdtzZWhPwzrmm0_gfnGZhJJeaQ/s320/DSC01268.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Through our Church and World Vision we are now sponsoring a little girl "Susan"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Please Pray with Us for:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Continued Health for her family.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">That we with our American frame of mind will not get bored with her.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">That we develop a real relationship with her.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">That she and her family know Christ or will come to know him.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">That this experience will be life/love changing for our family.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Those are just the immediate ones that come to mind. As a family we are excited about sharing our love with Susan.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">As we learned about many families through World Vision it sure makes our Old Farm House with one tiny bathroom look like a mansion in comparison.</span> </div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-6795116427306788042011-02-21T20:13:00.000-05:002011-02-21T20:13:19.696-05:00Headband Girl<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU6T9DbkLXCM_cM_wOJ_GjqkVzAQLfADeZjfbbPQgytg0eKPiphUTsWkmQB2WVwAIUP0zFcp2T2zVzhDyx2EJQwWWg3rgnF6AUd_LNJ_ib2Yu-XkwrAocBXYtdyoGRa-jJm7GF1lMU39A/s1600/DSC01200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU6T9DbkLXCM_cM_wOJ_GjqkVzAQLfADeZjfbbPQgytg0eKPiphUTsWkmQB2WVwAIUP0zFcp2T2zVzhDyx2EJQwWWg3rgnF6AUd_LNJ_ib2Yu-XkwrAocBXYtdyoGRa-jJm7GF1lMU39A/s320/DSC01200.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">My Pie lives to wear head bands.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBOVgdPf5WqHHtvRZc7xxlP2Ehc9x9MIXmSNAw5IirioxjCIwZynZKPrCxHkg51uVqfOFJNbth_2MZKkNhVY5aioeFYwWv6U3_V2WRNU_eBh9gl71Kn2K2eLRR-sXIvdzEqW5j9fvw24I/s1600/DSC01201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBOVgdPf5WqHHtvRZc7xxlP2Ehc9x9MIXmSNAw5IirioxjCIwZynZKPrCxHkg51uVqfOFJNbth_2MZKkNhVY5aioeFYwWv6U3_V2WRNU_eBh9gl71Kn2K2eLRR-sXIvdzEqW5j9fvw24I/s320/DSC01201.JPG" width="320" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> It's Her thing!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv51BPQM_9MHR8AHQhm6T47VGbWIHN4ItUZnr2VjnPkhs3Z9hmoozkBUrGDBHv6GipxuUpJaUkpYPUCJH0loqbZTKFrnpCC-NW2GvNqgN6J7zUxOO6VbV0nUDGp2-hH-gNq-C7yf7uxuo/s1600/DSC01202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv51BPQM_9MHR8AHQhm6T47VGbWIHN4ItUZnr2VjnPkhs3Z9hmoozkBUrGDBHv6GipxuUpJaUkpYPUCJH0loqbZTKFrnpCC-NW2GvNqgN6J7zUxOO6VbV0nUDGp2-hH-gNq-C7yf7uxuo/s320/DSC01202.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">She made these herself! She even bought her own pattern for the top one for a dollar at JoAnn's. Its so fun when we catch the sale for $1. patterns.</span> <span style="font-size: large;">Well we are planing on putting up a stand at a craft show in a couple of months and she is very excited to be making these and hoping to make some money too.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">Today was a great day...Snow Day for us. I really enjoy the days where the whole family is home safe and just being lazy. Growning up I always imagined a family like this and with a lot of hard work and the Grace of God...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">Life Is Good!</span></div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-81996697416518758172011-02-05T10:06:00.000-05:002011-02-05T10:06:52.693-05:00Double Layered Skirt<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXVAA-NpK2zU8gO7787iuNsL6J14_0iWwKe9jyeIo3XEWUk0hN-VI4IBTwE2TpHwyNU9BN66_w8wAXWHxPh69l_g8821HeoSrIuH3ypo_olWngPxBITB5SzchW8bdUB2rvmXUMDwhLuAU/s1600/DSC01183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXVAA-NpK2zU8gO7787iuNsL6J14_0iWwKe9jyeIo3XEWUk0hN-VI4IBTwE2TpHwyNU9BN66_w8wAXWHxPh69l_g8821HeoSrIuH3ypo_olWngPxBITB5SzchW8bdUB2rvmXUMDwhLuAU/s400/DSC01183.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">Yea, I messed with the gears on my old machine and it is up and working for now. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">I am really having fun looking up things to make on the Internet. Especially when they give all the measurements and I don't have to go out and by the pattern's.</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">So I will try and supply the link to where I find the info</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><a href="http://bridgetbaxter.blogspot.com/2009/04/ta-da-double-layer-skirt.html">Double Layered Skirt</a></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: black; font-size: large;">I did make some changes to my skirt but for me its the measurements and a push in the right direction that is needed.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"><a href="http://erinbassett.com/">Fabric Flowers</a></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-40971450694304533152011-02-05T09:35:00.001-05:002011-02-05T10:53:17.480-05:00S A TUR DAY Morning At Our Crib.<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">This is what it is like at our home on Saturday Mornings</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Perfect</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWLF2Tod07RU8DYUMjMsXWqtJ0N67rH6j9Q_eMiTQ2DykwAs34Z9-IQuNQX163ZyRDV33p5GGy-tOrWAoFqvR7AlyoIW50XKP9NqxWDen-CydVfbNbGpEKQWI_-TCbUZzJhifz1f3OmBI/s1600/DSC01172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWLF2Tod07RU8DYUMjMsXWqtJ0N67rH6j9Q_eMiTQ2DykwAs34Z9-IQuNQX163ZyRDV33p5GGy-tOrWAoFqvR7AlyoIW50XKP9NqxWDen-CydVfbNbGpEKQWI_-TCbUZzJhifz1f3OmBI/s320/DSC01172.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> T-Man makes breakfast on the mornings that he is off. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Yum!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAD2vQQ9IGqa33_3htny3YTFFH8VKkHWF7CMBj9-3LQetGq_h3iuzQJ1MyQiLK3OhE0IuR3C7siLNoV2Vk44YnaWzVPGsKDIxRDiEZvimPcXfr2NI5a2sld9G-ECmMwqcLGY8er87mRkU/s1600/DSC01173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAD2vQQ9IGqa33_3htny3YTFFH8VKkHWF7CMBj9-3LQetGq_h3iuzQJ1MyQiLK3OhE0IuR3C7siLNoV2Vk44YnaWzVPGsKDIxRDiEZvimPcXfr2NI5a2sld9G-ECmMwqcLGY8er87mRkU/s320/DSC01173.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">The super cute Chef's</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV9oHH0ePxvDuyHR36ZzItwekCEnump0m1thflWUJRuygQ1hWRomnKM5MbZ06Ny1XgpVossFk-wrOzvXVw_pmR8Eu_YRGZk2rx6R2ERykkqFAbnperl5-HHeuku9s53IQ2pbTx9tj4Xh0/s1600/DSC01174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV9oHH0ePxvDuyHR36ZzItwekCEnump0m1thflWUJRuygQ1hWRomnKM5MbZ06Ny1XgpVossFk-wrOzvXVw_pmR8Eu_YRGZk2rx6R2ERykkqFAbnperl5-HHeuku9s53IQ2pbTx9tj4Xh0/s320/DSC01174.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">Me, they didn't want me to take there picture but I said they could take one of me to get even.</span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Side note: see that hair? Now when your out and see some Lady and think man why doesn't she do something with that hair, well maybe she did, just maybe it started out looking like this??</div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-27385505516025588462011-01-31T22:25:00.000-05:002011-01-31T22:25:54.743-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitOTe0W7CwHydzIEafhhrxAk-OwMmFW1k4jA2y_OLqNHeZ0KixmlWqKFUYIp2Q_eiR7CaBVa-wCcLarkARkORbov4MsBqGPu30qCOoFchXCMqn7Q_3uffXFWvuoXWIxJL9j1jc7TqdJKc/s1600/DSC01087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitOTe0W7CwHydzIEafhhrxAk-OwMmFW1k4jA2y_OLqNHeZ0KixmlWqKFUYIp2Q_eiR7CaBVa-wCcLarkARkORbov4MsBqGPu30qCOoFchXCMqn7Q_3uffXFWvuoXWIxJL9j1jc7TqdJKc/s400/DSC01087.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">Do you see the problem here?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;"> The pot holder on the left was made recently and really isn't much good for anything. Though it is very pretty in color it is so thin that I usually use two. Now the one on the right was also made recently but with loops I picked up at a yard sale for $.25 and they are much thicker and very useful. I feel my daughter is being cheated/taught that pretty is better but I say pretty is not so dependable. Just venting, why do we have to give up on quality for looks....</span></div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-11070561641477735162011-01-28T17:23:00.002-05:002011-01-28T22:02:34.583-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOL2fZfCekdMyJwtwPpqyYsjOfXE3I-IXuXv3f2of0ZVy2oCzqNE_3wrabuSROsSOrOelTKawwFy3MKaLM8otHzWhvWpzgpjyAH8JFexS9PbRfZ8QduGfK8SnWb3cVYqhMMWTwDWEyFS0/s1600/DSC01140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOL2fZfCekdMyJwtwPpqyYsjOfXE3I-IXuXv3f2of0ZVy2oCzqNE_3wrabuSROsSOrOelTKawwFy3MKaLM8otHzWhvWpzgpjyAH8JFexS9PbRfZ8QduGfK8SnWb3cVYqhMMWTwDWEyFS0/s320/DSC01140.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> ♫ Happy Birthday to You ♫</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">You are very much loved in this home!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMThyphenhyphenGSrNMoVySg7v-wKFne9gofZ3BdiXerDvPaR6wR1pjY8vYf7-mLmnKLLpaSK4Bxd_VeFgLbC5xf48-2TmKJpXNuHl26r8YS_L2Cu_RW3Qpew35th4Rmc0mpi5Xpum9n7VGH1GAEB8/s1600/DSC01142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMThyphenhyphenGSrNMoVySg7v-wKFne9gofZ3BdiXerDvPaR6wR1pjY8vYf7-mLmnKLLpaSK4Bxd_VeFgLbC5xf48-2TmKJpXNuHl26r8YS_L2Cu_RW3Qpew35th4Rmc0mpi5Xpum9n7VGH1GAEB8/s320/DSC01142.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> Turning 13 makes me a little bit sad!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh68rtG7kyz3L-w8TAdY7tWWkAWJo1YLNEPYynG_FzFIaZxl4looqW2WM1jM-Qu4iH-2OhG6ApdEwoy9DtKvtFYkl-d0LRHrCC6XMJKghwzNHgrBFpqfcHa9ctRqyMPDd8UZ1AVkmHDdEQ/s1600/DSC01143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh68rtG7kyz3L-w8TAdY7tWWkAWJo1YLNEPYynG_FzFIaZxl4looqW2WM1jM-Qu4iH-2OhG6ApdEwoy9DtKvtFYkl-d0LRHrCC6XMJKghwzNHgrBFpqfcHa9ctRqyMPDd8UZ1AVkmHDdEQ/s320/DSC01143.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Missing my toddler? Took a bunch of various pictures of him and hung them on all the door frames!</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Wanted him to see how precious he really is!!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzXjrCaClztSrFHkoND46OJXygF0uJMyKDmdbk569R9LNsNIm366cMBWmCFlvMJQH7DCFCgK74CofXU1cIY3lqg-6NI5p-bkpXK3GU_Ho35KcpYuvqP7a4PYNtrsT4Fv45GiBJLion4do/s1600/DSC01144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzXjrCaClztSrFHkoND46OJXygF0uJMyKDmdbk569R9LNsNIm366cMBWmCFlvMJQH7DCFCgK74CofXU1cIY3lqg-6NI5p-bkpXK3GU_Ho35KcpYuvqP7a4PYNtrsT4Fv45GiBJLion4do/s320/DSC01144.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">He WANTED a baseball player fishing but this mama has not quite got the skill for that...Yet!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgbc31jBmxHfw5w0wN4-t6WlOC0rnr5Mt-M4ZFhlDsqc1y_dT1DC9A3R7US88I9CA7WdUbUyJsroYIDzICXPFfX8pj4oweqMlPAbmrTSsN37v77kvtR5fzwhT5JTOg826-VGAuBblg05E/s1600/DSC01151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgbc31jBmxHfw5w0wN4-t6WlOC0rnr5Mt-M4ZFhlDsqc1y_dT1DC9A3R7US88I9CA7WdUbUyJsroYIDzICXPFfX8pj4oweqMlPAbmrTSsN37v77kvtR5fzwhT5JTOg826-VGAuBblg05E/s320/DSC01151.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">I have mostly been the type of Mom who cheers on the next stage in life. Heck I didn't even take my kids to there first day of Kindergarten. I took them the day before stood outside the doors and pointed them in the direction to go and told them to speak real loud if they had any questions. Couple of years later I was told by them that they were probably the only kindergartners without a parent??? </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">Anyway just feeling kinda sad that he will be on his own making the tough decisions. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">And I miss that sweet little boy who would sit on my lap and ask me to sing the "beautiful song". </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;">♫ I love you, you love me ♫. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: large;"> I think the sweetest part about the request was that he thought it was still beautiful when I sang it. </span></div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-28575579632220894582011-01-25T18:35:00.003-05:002011-01-25T21:25:10.880-05:00Almost<div align="center">
</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">My Sis tells me there are two types of cookies</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">"Gross" and "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Gone</span>"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566272104257640946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1M__IRPYW67B3G1UXxNJfsPpP0plE2dgTEevnMtKZBI83CLtYe4Yv4ZiQi5-2aUZqYlx8PyHpxGnevbQslNu21o4Ma-gjhuK-ZLsVnHU6YwxcgL0yis-A2SPFY2PJEoMhZnHxczC86Zo/s400/DSC01122.JPG" /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">How about, Almost Gone?</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Made these today and I am not sure there will be any to put in the lunches tomorrow morning.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Not quite mastered the photo taking of food. Could not master the pink frosting and the flash.</span></p>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-72980033420976496762011-01-25T17:27:00.003-05:002011-01-25T17:42:19.956-05:00Repurposed<div align="center"> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 379px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566256840624452690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj_BC4calwv4f_TWOncPj4EMzGM-tMjD_SPtQKOSRBMeim-4lHEPhsv82jGeoCebnjF8lqvrEIDAHzJRQugYaBu7WcSQOR5Eas0tMuxRZ1o_0vXJ3Lh4mPJD6P69TukGRC62brbByDVKc/s400/DSC01090.JPG" /><span style="font-size:130%;">A skirt before
</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9E5Aeai6pesZQx44_x9v30GvSv3jSGgoQKV2nqeFSts4uExX2mENrMrg1BSVqjplCfQOaeqYCWtEcV7wNyP84rncQ1LeDsdcvL1gF5cPZfjnqNXXfNlJXbIqaxHXsPx1Et5gwE8MlCQw/s1600/DSC01090.JPG"></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 341px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566256846450325186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqDc4s45d2C4MQsiG7QSX5LXBgaqmOjA66M6JJkv91QhNa3iErI4dZVdrxQzP-JnIViKPFg51neneGqPFf4y4PRz3YjDD7o67mTTqKQhWdu5ihFqsXfqT6HOqVTuU0D4vWRL8svKasfxE/s400/DSC01121.JPG" /><span style="font-size:130%;">A purse After</span>! <div></div>
</div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-13424114260140681162011-01-22T12:08:00.003-05:002011-01-22T12:18:17.706-05:00Bluebirds<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix58xjTDfCfuqcBB62D_CjGvdVXQkDRvWo4R-85uNbpEt7Sl1SQrTTT7uvI_99bvkcwZavFmnlVkPnOdgtCRz-b361herz5nri4tYzs8pnw54kPip4DXf2hkUcMon6CoGOwycnvvey7Tk/s1600/014.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565059414695971698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix58xjTDfCfuqcBB62D_CjGvdVXQkDRvWo4R-85uNbpEt7Sl1SQrTTT7uvI_99bvkcwZavFmnlVkPnOdgtCRz-b361herz5nri4tYzs8pnw54kPip4DXf2hkUcMon6CoGOwycnvvey7Tk/s400/014.JPG" /></a>
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<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">So how do I spend some of my time?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Trying to get a good shot of the Bluebirds that hang out in our crab apple tree. This tree usually <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">drives</span> me nuts except in the middle of winter and very early spring. Right now in the middle of winter the birds come for food and to just hang out and in early spring the flowers are just <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">gorgeous</span>. It drives me nuts cause it is so thick you can <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">barely</span> see my house and it grows super fast. Every year we trim a good three feet from the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">bottom</span> branches. Have you ever walked into a crab apple tree branch? Well they are not forgiving and when they poke you in the head they leave marks. So when I have had about all I can take my husband reminds me of all the birds I will see in the winter...</span></div></div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-56257036080197177062011-01-15T21:23:00.003-05:002011-01-15T22:18:51.184-05:00Ruffled Apron<span style="font-size:130%;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGHYjbzSeLxrze0XbOxpDlAXYDQqbrhAYPGQdM1OqoF-A-egCQ9tTzVydgCRTuznmCtTUHdQd3gyO-U1ANPt6oJN20xsrcuolvlqpCMURyvqUh-u0duCtaTh4nfsTI5hE4Cmd2gos2DXo/s1600/DSC01086.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562604432363517378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGHYjbzSeLxrze0XbOxpDlAXYDQqbrhAYPGQdM1OqoF-A-egCQ9tTzVydgCRTuznmCtTUHdQd3gyO-U1ANPt6oJN20xsrcuolvlqpCMURyvqUh-u0duCtaTh4nfsTI5hE4Cmd2gos2DXo/s400/DSC01086.JPG" /></a>
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<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I really enjoy making the aprons but I think I will take a break from the ruffles for a while. The gathering just <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">irritates</span> me! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">This was made for a special teacher of M&M's </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div>
<div align="center"></div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-31174766928296900632011-01-14T17:11:00.004-05:002011-01-14T17:43:05.438-05:00Tuff Guy<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1vV4IQUBvPmxdbffhPD-JIdDb4rc8Cy8SGgr5FOOHO6pGBDcDJSCpslytjYnMKQJ7PPqXTeoO_ajQYD647JY9okOEd-f2C1uQlAdqi1V6mZVyA3gu27BouTzCMtttTx0uDX8PQGS50h8/s1600/DSC01081.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562168452801973186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1vV4IQUBvPmxdbffhPD-JIdDb4rc8Cy8SGgr5FOOHO6pGBDcDJSCpslytjYnMKQJ7PPqXTeoO_ajQYD647JY9okOEd-f2C1uQlAdqi1V6mZVyA3gu27BouTzCMtttTx0uDX8PQGS50h8/s400/DSC01081.JPG" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;"> "PITY THE PAIN THAT MESSES WITH ME"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">just dawned on me why he was asking about Mr. T on the way out of the hospital ;)
</span><span style="font-size:180%;">This is the message he <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">texted</span></span> T-Man to let him know he was O.K.</span> </div><div align="center">
<span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">He is so tough! He sprained his finger, which was pointing in the wrong direction at a 45deg angle, during dodge ball at Church on Wed. and didn't think to mention it to a leader.</span>
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<span style="font-size:130%;">He never took any pain <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">meds</span></span>. at all. When asked to rate the pain by the nurse he gave it a 5...later he told me that he was "comparing it to say someone who had lost an arm or something...He figured his pain was not so bad".</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">He may not look like his Grandpa Hale but seems to have inherited his High Tolerance for Pain gene</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">It was only sprained, Thanks to God cause he is in the process of baseball tryouts, but it looked pretty bad.</span>
<span style="font-size:130%;">As of today it is still swollen and and he is sleeping like a baby on the couch and its 5:30pm</span>
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</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6HGgihtro6f8_Z3wc5AfkeOlIPUONaDjivvUknd5iuLUf4txFDQIzTUMSyhjv6gwEgT1VkeN2zlCS4k7kGBSsHlBPoSh8dUUmQWX_PeW89yqIeZQgSEe9nP6x3_GHobmiBgX3mpK3abw/s1600/DSC01075.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561005019077218978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6HGgihtro6f8_Z3wc5AfkeOlIPUONaDjivvUknd5iuLUf4txFDQIzTUMSyhjv6gwEgT1VkeN2zlCS4k7kGBSsHlBPoSh8dUUmQWX_PeW89yqIeZQgSEe9nP6x3_GHobmiBgX3mpK3abw/s400/DSC01075.JPG" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;">Not quite perfect but I sure did enjoy using my new cutting board and cutting wheel (thanks Tera and Granny)
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Not quite perfect her either but I did learn how to make my own bias tape using the Internet...there is so much information out there!!
These are for some very special girls...just need to make one more little girl apron!
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<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator" align="center">Smelt</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Now isn't your mouth just a watering. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Made with Love by M&M...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I think I doing a fairly good job at helping my kids feel comfortable in the kitchen???</span></div></div></div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-6599048122443702672011-01-05T11:11:00.000-05:002011-01-05T11:11:04.531-05:00Happy Birthday Troy<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">H</span><span style="font-size: large;"> andsome</span> <span style="font-size: x-large;"> <span style="color: red;">B</span></span> <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;">ent</span> </span> <span style="font-size: x-large;"> <span style="color: red;">T</span></span> <span style="font-size: large;">rusting</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">A</span> <span style="font-size: large;">uthentic </span> <span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"> I</span> <span style="font-size: large;">ntelligent</span> <span style="font-size: x-large;"> <span style="color: red;">R</span></span> <span style="font-size: large;">eliable</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">P</span> </span><span style="font-size: large;">oetic <span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">R</span> ational <span style="font-size: x-large;"> <span style="color: red;">O</span></span> rderly</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">P</span> unctual <span style="font-size: x-large;"> <span style="color: red;">T</span></span> ired <span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">Y</span> are</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">Y</span> oung <span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">H</span> ot </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="color: red;"> <span style="font-size: x-large;">D</span></span> reamy</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">A</span> ntsy</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Y</span> </span>ummy</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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My new Years resolution...to educate myself when it comes to my children/family.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">The other night I get this call from my sister just a weeping, weeping (noticed emphasis on how I said it twice). She was having a very bad day and needed her "mom" to talk to, but in her words "you are all I have". Now, No, I did not take offence to this and it actually made us laugh a little. The truth be told it is very hard to know that your mom is still alive and does not "really" care if your having a bad day. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Well I want to be the kind of Mom for my daughter that when her day brings her to tears I am the first person who comes to mind to call...and she calls! I know you can have others that are older and wiser but there is something about talking to someone who knows your history and they understand your thinking. You don't have to explain and sometimes you don't want to explain <strong><em>you just want them to love you</em></strong>.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">God willing I will stay in tuned to my girls (and boy) and <strong><em>be there</em></strong> when needed. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">So I plan to spend the rest of my life making there ordinary celebrations extraordinary (hence the learning to cake decorate), with in my means that is I will not break the family financially, and to educate myself.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">With that being said I am sharing a book geared more towards preteen and teen girls, but so far worth the read.
</span><a href="http://www.vickicourtney.com/"><span style="font-size:130%;">5 conversations you must have with your daughter</span></a><span style="font-size:130%;">...there is one for boys also, I just do not have it yet. (It is a Christian based book)</span></div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-87327869008757668342010-12-31T15:06:00.003-05:002010-12-31T15:14:19.200-05:00Happy New Year 2011<div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556941326191148418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjSYWeF1o0wZIcCyS6562onsPRlds89iCpWR_BgnCbl00UFuV-PB4lya-digT_KIqwKJK2UrxihGEfF1ZIitsiy3LO6f9Hzq0I2DlFDzDC_RUn4LR5EjXFKF6X_VgPU10VgC-Jpke73R0/s400/DSC00966.JPG" />before
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<span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">May your new year have few bumps and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">bruises</span> along the way...and as I usher Pie into her preteens I will pray the same for her!</span>
</div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8989377393106447402.post-63509521804603181412010-12-29T22:14:00.008-05:002010-12-30T11:17:39.013-05:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSu7QucmUhm-iMY9TmzzKUaBdwdjEsVeDT5_EsxdGJ3-TtYp5y7KRyT4kRCg8JAUZcd3qBOJlU7lo_c38hocH_6DgMPOqMj0ziKOn-9-0pXNpxBt8Ya67Xc-MrW5g-5YTvWc7oWnZLS7Y/s1600/DSC00973.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556309430140295858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSu7QucmUhm-iMY9TmzzKUaBdwdjEsVeDT5_EsxdGJ3-TtYp5y7KRyT4kRCg8JAUZcd3qBOJlU7lo_c38hocH_6DgMPOqMj0ziKOn-9-0pXNpxBt8Ya67Xc-MrW5g-5YTvWc7oWnZLS7Y/s400/DSC00973.JPG" /></a> Not to shabby for being the day after cleaning. I always purge after Christmas with the toys to make room for the new. Many may not know this about me but I do like it organized and everything has a place to be. My only problem is the kids don't seem to care much for my systems.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Well the reason I am sharing is not cause this is one <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">perty</span> room but its how I have finally learned to handle this cleaning and organizing with my kids interrupting.</div><div align="center">
</div><div align="center">While I was up there Pie was helping me out at times; mostly by telling me what she doesn't play with any more...and yes we did fill that there baby wipe box you see with barbies for the attic...sad day, sad day.
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</div><div align="center">Well while she was helping M&M was creating a mess around us; ya know finding new toys she forgot she had because they were in the bottom the toy box. The next thing I know Pie just looses it and starts yelling at M&M. Funny or not but that is exactly how I would of handled it when Pie was little. Now I find it cute and help Pie relax and help her to understand that in the BIG <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">scheme</span> of things a clean <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">closet</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">doesn't</span> really matter.
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</div><div align="center">When Bug and Pie were little my expectations were crazy...
Many times I felt very alone with them. My mom never took much interest, the women around me then seemed to fuss over the silliest things and make me feel inferior.
I even had my neighbor across the street at the time getting me up at 7:30am because she thought that was a time *we* should be up...<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">UUUGGGGHHHH</span>! Yeah that didn't last too long.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Well Pie reminded me of a time when I lost it once with Levi, which breaks my heart to think of the joy I robbed from him. Thats when I just started praying to God to show me, show me my faults and hold me accountable and help me...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Then I knew how I wasn't going to raise my kids but I wasn't sure how to do it..</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Now I am not so lonely but do still get frustrated with my own mom. I have and had some great women who talk truth and not just about weather Levi is reading or talking yet compared to their child (what I call silly comparisons and I was not and am still not good at) but about the big things like my life with Christ, my husband, how are the children REALLY doing.</div><div align="center">And books, finding GOOD to the point books.</div>Keekerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12105304245351310743noreply@blogger.com2