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Bathing Suit, Cute Dress, And Two T-Shirts</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;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, you know, it has been a long time since my last post (I mean besides the introduction of Heart Shell). And, I know you have been waiting on pins and needles to hear what has been happening in the Brady House.&amp;nbsp; Well, Gentle Reader, we are having our floors done, and really, your ears are way to delicate to hear what I think about that particular subject.&amp;nbsp; Do you know what I call the floor guy (Don't worry Mike, I am cleaning it up)?&amp;nbsp; Remember Mash?&amp;nbsp; Hawkeye called Major Burns "Ferret Face?"&amp;nbsp; Well, replace ferret with another 4 letter "F" word.&amp;nbsp; Criminy, this guy, Ole' FF has been here since the 2nd of January and the floors are still not finished.&amp;nbsp; IT may have something to do with the fact that he didn't show up today until 9:45.&amp;nbsp; Where did we find him?&amp;nbsp; We can thank Medium Tony.&amp;nbsp; Or not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, we have the TV set up in the basement with all of my craft supplies.&amp;nbsp; So while the girls play or watch TV, I sew, or paint or eat chocolate and drink green tea, anything that keeps me sane (and no, it really isn't working).&amp;nbsp; Still, a good thing is I made some stuff.&amp;nbsp; Like the photo below.&amp;nbsp; I made that bathing suit B is wearing.&amp;nbsp; I used one of her crewcuts suits as a template, made a pattern and voila!&amp;nbsp; Bathing suit.&amp;nbsp; Lined and everything.&amp;nbsp; What I shouldn't tell you is this is the second fabric, and the third top.&amp;nbsp; And countless flower and ruffle tries.&amp;nbsp; I am currently working on a suit for Charley, so hopefully, it won't take as many attempts (though, I had to cut out a second suit.&amp;nbsp; The serger ate my first one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aP9KVgXYXe4/TzNCxT8yMdI/AAAAAAAAFZ4/8QqJgygYl6w/s1600/IMG_0765.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iKuOxOoWdk/TzNCtwb7qiI/AAAAAAAAFZg/u0-LYMy_BeE/s320/IMG_0735.jpg" width="240" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And seriously, how cute is this one?&amp;nbsp; Despite the basement surroundings!&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/-_YhICti3eaw/TzNCsj0vm4I/AAAAAAAAFZY/cUU6FW14v40/s1600/IMG_0729.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_YhICti3eaw/TzNCsj0vm4I/AAAAAAAAFZY/cUU6FW14v40/s320/IMG_0729.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_YhICti3eaw/TzNCsj0vm4I/AAAAAAAAFZY/cUU6FW14v40/s1600/IMG_0729.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, when we were moving, I found a little beach dress of mine that was a bit too short.&amp;nbsp; I used the&lt;a href="http://sugarnspicecreations.blogspot.com/2010/05/dixie-dress.html"&gt; Dixie Version&lt;/a&gt; of&lt;a href="http://www.leilaandben.com/sweetdress.htm"&gt; Leila and Ben's Sweet dress&lt;/a&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/-aP9KVgXYXe4/TzNCxT8yMdI/AAAAAAAAFZ4/8QqJgygYl6w/s1600/IMG_0765.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aP9KVgXYXe4/TzNCxT8yMdI/AAAAAAAAFZ4/8QqJgygYl6w/s320/IMG_0765.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;My friend Nicky and I talked about challenging ourselves to make our girls a t-shirt inspired by Boden.&amp;nbsp; Nicky at &lt;a href="http://bluebirdandtheboy.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-embroidery-by-imagine-gnats.html"&gt;Bluebird and the Boy&lt;/a&gt; replicated &lt;a href="http://www.bodenusa.com/en-US/Girls-Tops-T-shirts/31540-BPK/Girls-Flamingo-Flower-Appliqu%C3%A9-T-shirt.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; shirt. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Me?&amp;nbsp; Nada, zilcho, no way.&amp;nbsp; I didn't like my fabric, the tee I had chosen to work with, I just couldn't make it work.&amp;nbsp; However, I saw this &lt;a href="http://www.bodenusa.com/en-US/Girls-Tops-T-shirts/31553-PRP/Girls-Iris_Fish-Logo-Print-T-shirt.html"&gt;Boden Shirt&lt;/a&gt;, and thought, well, I can do that.&amp;nbsp; And I did.&amp;nbsp; Using my &lt;a href="http://silhouetteamerica.com/default.aspx"&gt;Silhouette&lt;/a&gt; and there fabric paint vinyl plus some &lt;a href="http://www.jacquardproducts.com/products/paints/lumiere/"&gt;Jacquard Lumiere&lt;/a&gt; fabric paint, I made this shirt.&amp;nbsp; (If you are using a darker color, use the Lumiere, the regular colors don't show up well.) And to top it off?&amp;nbsp; I mixed some Fabric Mod Podge with Martha Stewart glitter (about 1 to 1), and like magic, I glitter the pink fix and the bubbles!&amp;nbsp; However, I would heat set the paint and then glitter.&amp;nbsp; And don't forget, if you try this, to wash the shirt on gentle.&amp;nbsp; B's shirt got mixed up with the regular laundry and some of the glitter washed off.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EWNwcLt15Ec/TzNDGcbiPUI/AAAAAAAAFaA/YieqTOhpLlw/s320/IMG_0741.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I made B a shirt, I couldn't let Charley feel left out, so at Mike's suggestion, I did a skull and cross bones for her, in the Lumiere purple.&amp;nbsp; She wasn't sure about it, but add a tutu and some sparkly shoes and Charley is all over it!&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/-eHK2oi4kRYs/TzNDHnbop_I/AAAAAAAAFaI/vS0II_GEfz0/s1600/IMG_0745.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eHK2oi4kRYs/TzNDHnbop_I/AAAAAAAAFaI/vS0II_GEfz0/s320/IMG_0745.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another dress made -&amp;nbsp; this one is for Charley.&amp;nbsp; I used the same Dixie version of the sweet dress and some cute lady bug fabric I bought at Joann's 2 or 3 years ago.&amp;nbsp; It was when B was into ladybugs.&amp;nbsp; But then, for some reason, before I could make her anything, she was afraid of them.&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/-UCICG9b-o1A/TzP431j7giI/AAAAAAAAFaQ/PlQxx2If8tU/s1600/photo-4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UCICG9b-o1A/TzP431j7giI/AAAAAAAAFaQ/PlQxx2If8tU/s320/photo-4.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, bad picture.&amp;nbsp; In the basement you know!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I used foldover elastic as the straps.&amp;nbsp; I have never used it before and I don't know if I'll use it again.&amp;nbsp; It is a bit slippy.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I am working on Charley's suit and hopefully will have it done by her swim lesson on Monday.&amp;nbsp; I have a ton of ideas.&amp;nbsp; I am trying to make all their dresses for this summer.&amp;nbsp; I know I will buy stuff too, cause really, I love crewcuts and Mini Boden, but I also like the unique stuff I make too.&amp;nbsp; I have a &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/georgineb1/girls-summer-wardrobe-ideas/"&gt;Pinterest Board&lt;/a&gt; for my ideas.&amp;nbsp; I also want to try printing some fabric or spraying it or something.&amp;nbsp; I am not a fan of ordering fabric, but the knit choices at Joann's stink!&amp;nbsp; I will probably order some bathing suit fabric as well as &lt;a href="http://www.spoonflower.com/fabric/241878"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.spoonflower.com/fabric/241878" title="Flamingo Calligram by blue_jacaranda on Spoonflower - custom fabric"&gt;&lt;img &amp;nbsp;="" alt="Flamingo Calligram" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/spoonflower/public/design_thumbnails/0024/1878/cat0004_ed_shop_preview.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="home3_design_box block"&gt;          &lt;a href="http://www.spoonflower.com/fabric/280319"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;though it is spendy.&amp;nbsp; I don't think I sew that well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-5319104903873581901?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5319104903873581901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=5319104903873581901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/5319104903873581901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/5319104903873581901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-made-these-bathing-suit-cute-dress.html' title='I Made These!!!!  Bathing Suit, Cute Dress, And Two T-Shirts'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4iKuOxOoWdk/TzNCtwb7qiI/AAAAAAAAFZg/u0-LYMy_BeE/s72-c/IMG_0735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-8217120483459217597</id><published>2012-02-08T21:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T21:49:52.169-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painted Turtle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Shell'/><title type='text'>Introducing The Newest Member of the Brady House.....</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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;.....Heart Shell Strawberry Munch.&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;Yes, Heart Shell.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She is either a painted turtle or a red eared slider.&amp;nbsp; She may be a turtle, but she is cute.&amp;nbsp; Heart Shell came to us through one of Mike's co-workers.&amp;nbsp; The co-worker knew someone who wanted to get rid of their turtle, so we took her last Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; Heart Shell was supposed to be for B, but she may be a bit my turtle as well.&amp;nbsp; She is quite large, maybe 6 or 7 inches across her shell.&amp;nbsp; She is aquatic, meaning, she spends a lot of time swimming.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I think the only thing I do not like about Heart Shell (and yes, I tried to sway B to another, easier name, Lulu was my choice, Bo Bo was Charley's) is she is carnivorous.&amp;nbsp; Today, she ate 12 minnows and 5 or 6 crickets.&amp;nbsp; She does like strawberries though, hence, the last name Strawberry Munch. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v5wTsXcZUlE/TzM3X2mhWlI/AAAAAAAAFYw/TT-5gI68CSA/s1600/IMG_0752.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v5wTsXcZUlE/TzM3X2mhWlI/AAAAAAAAFYw/TT-5gI68CSA/s320/IMG_0752.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her tank is 75 gallons.&amp;nbsp; See Heart Shell up on her backing platform?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She lays there with her neck stretched out, looking dead.&amp;nbsp; in fact, the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;morning after we got her, I looked in her tank and Heart Shell was underneath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the water.&amp;nbsp; I thought to myself, "Oh crap, I have had this damn turtle for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;less than 24 hours and i have already killed her." &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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkUM0tqPBbk/TzM3cEf48JI/AAAAAAAAFZA/iiZTCC2U37c/s1600/P1040449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkUM0tqPBbk/TzM3cEf48JI/AAAAAAAAFZA/iiZTCC2U37c/s320/P1040449.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spent the better part of last week on the internet researching aquatic turtles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What they eat,&amp;nbsp; how much she Heart Shell should eat,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how long do they bask, proper temperature, how to tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how old they are, and so on.&amp;nbsp; Dogs and Cats are easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turtles, not so much.&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/-wWUiLlQ4tIs/TzM3gSJbWkI/AAAAAAAAFZI/SLqo6FKBehw/s1600/P1040450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWUiLlQ4tIs/TzM3gSJbWkI/AAAAAAAAFZI/SLqo6FKBehw/s320/P1040450.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You may wonder what we were thinking, getting another pet. I do think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our heads are screwed on crooked.&amp;nbsp; But B has been asking for a reptile for years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I know she is only 5.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But Heart Shell isn't a snake.&amp;nbsp; She doesn't eat mice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And besides, look at that mug.&amp;nbsp; She is so cute.&amp;nbsp; And when I lean over the top of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the tank, she comes swimming over.&amp;nbsp; And it has nothing to do with the fact&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that I am the one that feeds her.&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/-axvMdmigBqQ/TzM3j32h-eI/AAAAAAAAFZQ/MK94FVg-Im4/s1600/P1040451.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-axvMdmigBqQ/TzM3j32h-eI/AAAAAAAAFZQ/MK94FVg-Im4/s320/P1040451.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, long live Heart Shell Strawberry Munch ('cause really, what does a dead turtle look like?).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I think we have a good start of taking care of her.&amp;nbsp; But just in case, does anyone know of a turtle vet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-8217120483459217597?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8217120483459217597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=8217120483459217597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/8217120483459217597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/8217120483459217597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2012/02/introducing-newest-member-of-brady.html' title='Introducing The Newest Member of the Brady House.....'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v5wTsXcZUlE/TzM3X2mhWlI/AAAAAAAAFYw/TT-5gI68CSA/s72-c/IMG_0752.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-2070617338583795918</id><published>2012-01-14T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T20:42:30.108-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='l letterpress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I made this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B&apos;s Hair'/><title type='text'>I Made These! Felt Flower Hair Tchotchkes</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;&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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have been at a creative standstill. Selling the James Street house, packing, moving, unpacking, Christmas (you think Christmas would have motivated me to make something), now the floors; I just can't get moving.&amp;nbsp; And it isn't like it is easy for me to start to begin with - I am know to stand in my own way.&amp;nbsp; Not knowing what project to start, don't want to waste materials when it doesn't turn out, don't want to waste time - when it doesn't turn out.&amp;nbsp; Slippery slope, you know?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have done some little stuff, it it has been OK, but all I think about is making stuff.&amp;nbsp; I have been trolling around the internet looking at everyone else making stuff.&amp;nbsp; I am &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/georgineb1/"&gt;pinning&lt;/a&gt; every idea that I want to do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had to do SOMETHING!&amp;nbsp; Since Charley needed thank you notes (and I really need to write Christmas thank you's) I pulled out my L Letterpress and started practicing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have had this since Christmas of 2009, when Lee bought it for me.&amp;nbsp; I haven't done a lot with it since it takes practice.&amp;nbsp; I have been reading tips for using the press, and it really made a difference.&amp;nbsp; (Especially when I read I can use Goo Gone to clean off the ink - YEAH!&amp;nbsp; The cleaning clothes they sell are spendy - plus mine dried out).&amp;nbsp; I did get a different brayer than came with the kit.&amp;nbsp; That helped too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What I ended up doing is inking the thank you and blind embossing a doo dad.&amp;nbsp; I don't have a picture of the final product.&amp;nbsp; I will try to take on in the natural light.&amp;nbsp; I am doing stuff at one of the kitchen islands, in the late afternoon, so the light isn't great. &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; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next, I took inspiration from the internet and decided to make some felt flower hair clips and headbands. &amp;nbsp; Here are the blogs where I found the ideas:&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluebirdandtheboy.blogspot.com/2011/12/felt-flower-headbands.html"&gt;http://bluebirdandtheboy.blogspot.com/2011/12/felt-flower-headbands.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sewinginnomansland.com/2012/01/11/giant-felt-flower-tutorial/"&gt;http://www.sewinginnomansland.com/2012/01/11/giant-felt-flower-tutorial/&lt;/a&gt;&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://www.craftinessisnotoptional.com/2012/01/felt-dahlia-flower.html"&gt;http://www.craftinessisnotoptional.com/2012/01/felt-dahlia-flower.html&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;I ordered the all wool felt from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/FeltOnTheFly"&gt;Felt on the Fly&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I ordered it to make a birthday crown for Charley, but it didn't come in time.&amp;nbsp; Plus, my little vagabonds need some hair help.&amp;nbsp; B is in the growing out stage and well Charley, let's just hope it is growing.&amp;nbsp;&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;Here are two - excellent picture.&amp;nbsp; I really need to work on my photography.&amp;nbsp; The light purple will go on a headband.&amp;nbsp; I think it will be too heavy in the girls hair if it is on a clip.&amp;nbsp; The little purple one is glued to a little barette.&amp;nbsp; (And if you look closely, you can see the blind embossing on the thank you card - sometimes it is good to do all your work on the kitchen island - HA!)&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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JAgeJ9Qkt-Q/TxI8F845vcI/AAAAAAAAFYU/eTtPu4cvvvQ/s1600/P1040442.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JAgeJ9Qkt-Q/TxI8F845vcI/AAAAAAAAFYU/eTtPu4cvvvQ/s320/P1040442.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjZzAWcLX-M/TxI8TLZdIpI/AAAAAAAAFYc/79IpF065nLw/s1600/P1040436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VjZzAWcLX-M/TxI8TLZdIpI/AAAAAAAAFYc/79IpF065nLw/s320/P1040436.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I like this one a lot.&amp;nbsp; For some reason I am loving peacock like feathers.&amp;nbsp; I have plans to do a peacock shirt for B using fabric paint, mod podge and glitter.&amp;nbsp; Maybe tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Cross my fingers.&amp;nbsp; I am on a roll.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JAgeJ9Qkt-Q/TxI8F845vcI/AAAAAAAAFYU/eTtPu4cvvvQ/s1600/P1040442.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Felt Flower Hair Tchotchkes'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y4VwlU21xXY/TxIoq5mC6QI/AAAAAAAAFYE/auP9OSiWKaY/s72-c/P1040393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-5858765390846655845</id><published>2012-01-12T15:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T15:47:00.201-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing outside'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>Weather Extremes</title><content type='html'>Tuesday was a great day to be outside. After lunch I grabbed the stroller and the girls and I walked to turtle park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/1988.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_1988.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/1989.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_1989.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/1990.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_1990.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,  the bottom fell out sort to speak.  It isn't a blizzard, but it is ok for the first snow of the year and really the first real snow of winter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/1991.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_1991.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/1992.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_1992.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/1993.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_1993.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/1994.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_1994.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came in I made hot chocolate that only I drank. The kids at the gourmet Whole Foods marshmallows and whipped cream. Now, Charley should be sleeping but instead the girls are rolling around my bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/1995.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_1995.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/1996.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_1996.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/1997.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_1997.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=12/01/12/1998.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/12/01/12/s_1998.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-5858765390846655845?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5858765390846655845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=5858765390846655845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/5858765390846655845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/5858765390846655845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2012/01/weather-extremes.html' title='Weather Extremes'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-7872144463305494284</id><published>2012-01-09T18:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T16:13:31.590-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jumpy house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Sandy (and John) from Seattle and Some Random Things</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;&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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK, this is the fourth time I have tried right an intro to this post!&amp;nbsp; I just can't get it right!&amp;nbsp; Suffice to say, one of my favorite people came into town and we got to see her (and her husband) twice.&amp;nbsp; Which was great considering how busy they were while they were here.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We started with breakfast on New Year's Eve.&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/-HdrO-xAEHng/Twt9uhLjrbI/AAAAAAAAFUg/XYUbLA_rJdA/s1600/P1040179.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HdrO-xAEHng/Twt9uhLjrbI/AAAAAAAAFUg/XYUbLA_rJdA/s320/P1040179.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A little iPhone while we wait.&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;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UYJXstyzRjo/Twt93H1-7FI/AAAAAAAAFUw/pmDA1I7YOCk/s320/P1040185.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDIRUmggPDY/Twt9x1rhwGI/AAAAAAAAFUo/Gn4sf4sPYDs/s1600/P1040182.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XDIRUmggPDY/Twt9x1rhwGI/AAAAAAAAFUo/Gn4sf4sPYDs/s320/P1040182.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;John and Mike looked like twins with their matching sweaters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;B is reading Sandy the book she just drew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After breakfast, the girls and I ran to Target.&amp;nbsp; B got some cheetah printed duck tape and we bought Mike a remote control helicopter.&amp;nbsp; We we got home, it was art time.&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/-qqRf1Aq9mjI/Twt-1WGivbI/AAAAAAAAFW4/JoUt6cJqj9Y/s1600/P1040220.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-NioXlBGbgeE/Twt-dETgkTI/AAAAAAAAFWA/RJHk0F-x8bw/s1600/P1040205.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NioXlBGbgeE/Twt-dETgkTI/AAAAAAAAFWA/RJHk0F-x8bw/s320/P1040205.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B made a cheetah shirt for tennis.&amp;nbsp; Remind me to hide it come this thursday or she really will be wearing it to tennis.&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/-cutZBSgpEyk/Twt-aRZPNoI/AAAAAAAAFV4/T9IPnhLje10/s1600/P1040200.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cutZBSgpEyk/Twt-aRZPNoI/AAAAAAAAFV4/T9IPnhLje10/s320/P1040200.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike charged up the helicopter and away it went.&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/-lNBefV7U-y4/Twt-VbpkYhI/AAAAAAAAFVw/QGEgbvxCXQM/s1600/P1040198.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lNBefV7U-y4/Twt-VbpkYhI/AAAAAAAAFVw/QGEgbvxCXQM/s320/P1040198.JPG" width="240" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_GLZCFKKxWU/Twt-SILppnI/AAAAAAAAFVo/ogrkRWgkoeY/s1600/P1040196.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_GLZCFKKxWU/Twt-SILppnI/AAAAAAAAFVo/ogrkRWgkoeY/s320/P1040196.JPG" width="240" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJaKFwXErd8/Twt-PpIIrDI/AAAAAAAAFVg/I5pzNuIMnaE/s1600/P1040194.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJaKFwXErd8/Twt-PpIIrDI/AAAAAAAAFVg/I5pzNuIMnaE/s320/P1040194.JPG" width="240" /&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/-HFdMaURbgRU/Twt-NBxH5qI/AAAAAAAAFVY/3IbmWO_mdFY/s1600/P1040192.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HFdMaURbgRU/Twt-NBxH5qI/AAAAAAAAFVY/3IbmWO_mdFY/s320/P1040192.JPG" width="240" /&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/-qREc6Rf5FBw/Twt-J-OFLYI/AAAAAAAAFVQ/cJGDee0z9gA/s1600/P1040191.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qREc6Rf5FBw/Twt-J-OFLYI/AAAAAAAAFVQ/cJGDee0z9gA/s320/P1040191.JPG" width="240" /&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/-TybmWcaVMdA/Twt-BKTuh_I/AAAAAAAAFVA/u01c06vZMeA/s1600/P1040187.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TybmWcaVMdA/Twt-BKTuh_I/AAAAAAAAFVA/u01c06vZMeA/s320/P1040187.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sEy872huLJU/Twt-GxYVDgI/AAAAAAAAFVI/vP0QFTLvD5U/s1600/P1040188.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sEy872huLJU/Twt-GxYVDgI/AAAAAAAAFVI/vP0QFTLvD5U/s320/P1040188.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;Sandy and John came over for soup that evening.&amp;nbsp; Aren't we rockin' party people?&amp;nbsp; Chicken soup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qqRf1Aq9mjI/Twt-1WGivbI/AAAAAAAAFW4/JoUt6cJqj9Y/s1600/P1040220.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qqRf1Aq9mjI/Twt-1WGivbI/AAAAAAAAFW4/JoUt6cJqj9Y/s320/P1040220.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FQCAcKHkYbI/Twt-jH4gB2I/AAAAAAAAFWQ/gmp0ZPybvgw/s1600/P1040211.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FQCAcKHkYbI/Twt-jH4gB2I/AAAAAAAAFWQ/gmp0ZPybvgw/s320/P1040211.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy brought some cool things for the kids.&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/-n5AfdvioZ8U/Twt-g6A-kyI/AAAAAAAAFWI/wY58f14Ue9c/s1600/P1040210.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n5AfdvioZ8U/Twt-g6A-kyI/AAAAAAAAFWI/wY58f14Ue9c/s320/P1040210.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ALkjbIDK_nw/Twt-nsW--OI/AAAAAAAAFWY/0XDGu7jrZeQ/s1600/P1040213.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ALkjbIDK_nw/Twt-nsW--OI/AAAAAAAAFWY/0XDGu7jrZeQ/s320/P1040213.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/-4-8UvnoH_q8/Twt-qdbOrwI/AAAAAAAAFWg/oHMXJeM1hYE/s1600/P1040214.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-8UvnoH_q8/Twt-qdbOrwI/AAAAAAAAFWg/oHMXJeM1hYE/s320/P1040214.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy got some Charley love!&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/-kg0IcubBwbI/Twt-tBxeWlI/AAAAAAAAFWo/qLHX2oxB6Vw/s1600/P1040216.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kg0IcubBwbI/Twt-tBxeWlI/AAAAAAAAFWo/qLHX2oxB6Vw/s320/P1040216.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy is the chief supplier of cool puppets.&amp;nbsp; B loves this dragon!&amp;nbsp; John and Sandy didn't stay too late.&amp;nbsp; We filled them up with soup and rolls and sent them home to Sandy's grandchildren.&amp;nbsp; I was sad to see them go, but as soon as I wean Charley, I am going to Seattle for a visit.&amp;nbsp; By myself - don't tell Mike.&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/-oXwQp1sJcSE/Twt-3-nXfAI/AAAAAAAAFXA/Z5g7vjGFn-Q/s1600/IMG_0673.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJ5emrUvTNQ/Twt-wFMaFVI/AAAAAAAAFWw/BB3vyBjBq20/s1600/P1040217.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJ5emrUvTNQ/Twt-wFMaFVI/AAAAAAAAFWw/BB3vyBjBq20/s320/P1040217.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: left;"&gt;After they left, we headed over to Marci's house for our annual New Year's revelry.&amp;nbsp; The kids and Mike played the new video thing Santa brought Marci's kids - Kinex?&amp;nbsp; I think it was called.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;New Years Day we spent a lot of time in our pjs.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I think the kids stayed in their pjs all day.&amp;nbsp; Mike had the brilliant idea to set up the jumpy house in the basement.&amp;nbsp; The kids had a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-picasa-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XKJdo4pCkJY/Twt-4pMdcjI/AAAAAAAAFXg/OTuQU17XJo4/s1600/IMG_0675.MOV" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De358deb7287f4556%26itag%3D5%26source%3Dpicasa%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1326175539%26sparams%3Did,itag,source,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82F7C13A6A3FBC4DE8B9D955343E4D47FE4F9A66.CE762FB4916BED8799A457310474AC79069CC41C%26key%3Dlh1" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De358deb7287f4556%26itag%3D5%26source%3Dpicasa%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1326175539%26sparams%3Did,itag,source,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82F7C13A6A3FBC4DE8B9D955343E4D47FE4F9A66.CE762FB4916BED8799A457310474AC79069CC41C%26key%3Dlh1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oXwQp1sJcSE/Twt-3-nXfAI/AAAAAAAAFXA/Z5g7vjGFn-Q/s1600/IMG_0673.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oXwQp1sJcSE/Twt-3-nXfAI/AAAAAAAAFXA/Z5g7vjGFn-Q/s320/IMG_0673.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike had Monday off also (YEAH!) so the kids and I made some stuff.&amp;nbsp; I made Chickie's birthday necklace and B made these:&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cLCpyhc5R3U/Twt2ld58HZI/AAAAAAAAFSA/3potVCAxw74/s320/P1040259.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is just a cute picture of my little pizza eater.&amp;nbsp; She should be gaining some weight, because she is eating more - and a variety too.&amp;nbsp; I have loosened the cookie reigns.&amp;nbsp; I have found if you let Charley have a cookie, she tends to ask for more food.&amp;nbsp; Weird huh?&amp;nbsp; It is like the cookie revs up her appetite.&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/-kz7jMhGLAZk/Twt2n6yJikI/AAAAAAAAFSI/zo8gKJrf5Gs/s1600/IMG_0678.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kz7jMhGLAZk/Twt2n6yJikI/AAAAAAAAFSI/zo8gKJrf5Gs/s320/IMG_0678.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They are working like little bees (ANNOYING bees) on the floors.&amp;nbsp; I feel displaced.&amp;nbsp; With trying to sell the house last summer, then the move, then the unpacking, then Christmas, there has been little time to relax.&amp;nbsp; Now this.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I know we asked for it.&amp;nbsp; I am just having a hard time with people in the house.&amp;nbsp; That, and they are all over.&amp;nbsp; We are all sitting in the kitchen right now.&amp;nbsp; Oh how I am dreaming of a comfy chair and Martha Stewart on the TV..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-7872144463305494284?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7872144463305494284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=7872144463305494284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/7872144463305494284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/7872144463305494284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2012/01/sandy-and-john-from-seattle-and-some.html' title='Sandy (and John) from Seattle and Some Random Things'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HdrO-xAEHng/Twt9uhLjrbI/AAAAAAAAFUg/XYUbLA_rJdA/s72-c/P1040179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-3422023885914468965</id><published>2012-01-09T18:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T16:14:51.795-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charley&apos;s Birthday Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tony and dorota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sushi dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charley&apos;s 2nd birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silhouette'/><title type='text'>Charley's Birthday Weekend</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;&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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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: left;"&gt;Well, Charley turned two on Friday.&amp;nbsp; I can totally remember when she was born.&amp;nbsp; I almost had a tear in my eye when I saw her sleeping, and remember how little she was that first night, all cuddled up with me.&amp;nbsp; Cha Cha has grown quite a bit, and now has the vocabulary to match.&amp;nbsp; She isn't using complex sentences, but she is stringing up to five syllables together, and saying things spontaneously.&amp;nbsp; It is wonderful - most of the time.&amp;nbsp; Her and B just chatter, chatter and scream.&amp;nbsp; Life is noisy in the Brady House.&amp;nbsp;&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;I almost forgot about planning a party for the Chicken.&amp;nbsp; With Christmas and my 3 week long sickness, it just about slipped my mind. I didn't have time to order an invitation, so I made my own with the Silhouette software.&amp;nbsp; The sock monkey and balloon is one of the shapes you can buy and I made the little trampoline.&amp;nbsp; We were originally going to go to the jumpy place for an hour and a half or so, then come back for real food and cake.&amp;nbsp; But, our floors are being installed and the house is a disaster area!&amp;nbsp; (Basically, the girls and I hang out in the kitchen and art room.&amp;nbsp; Pretty much everything else is being worked on.&amp;nbsp; So, let's hope they get finished FAST!)&amp;nbsp; So, I changed the party to a place called MOnkey Bizness.&amp;nbsp; A place where kids can climb on stuff, jump in a jumpy house, slide down slides.&amp;nbsp; It really is a fun place, and the girls love it there.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5VvJF02rEPU/TwuCQ37JwuI/AAAAAAAAFXk/IDXCek9ckSE/s320/IMG_0550.jpg" width="239" /&gt;Aren't they kind of cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley's actual birthday was Friday.&amp;nbsp; She didn't have school, so on Thursday I sent her in her birthday outfit, with cookies for her class.&amp;nbsp; She came home with extra cookies (yeah!) and a crown.&amp;nbsp; Charley really seems to like the birthday attention, and it only got better for her. I made her shirt from the same sock monkey, but I used the Silhouette designer edition to add in the rhinestones.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, the monkey was cut from the Silhouette heat transfer material and rhinestones for the heart and number two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AyodnsF8V7c/Twt9UGNePQI/AAAAAAAAFUY/gxsoIbVg7Ac/s1600/P1040253.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&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/-5O8H71QMqII/Twt2sFYBuWI/AAAAAAAAFSY/k5_X4Pmapi8/s1600/IMG_0683.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5O8H71QMqII/Twt2sFYBuWI/AAAAAAAAFSY/k5_X4Pmapi8/s320/IMG_0683.jpg" width="239" /&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/-J-vzXrxUHNI/Twt2pos-74I/AAAAAAAAFSQ/hZOtuL5Z4vk/s1600/IMG_0682.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J-vzXrxUHNI/Twt2pos-74I/AAAAAAAAFSQ/hZOtuL5Z4vk/s320/IMG_0682.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AyodnsF8V7c/Twt9UGNePQI/AAAAAAAAFUY/gxsoIbVg7Ac/s320/P1040253.JPG" width="320" /&gt;I made this cute little necklace from Shrinky Dinks and Mod Podge Dimensional Magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley woke up to Dora balloons and this last minute present:&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/-4WmIDwg1fYU/Twt2w_-BmDI/AAAAAAAAFSg/SCVK-avbhmQ/s1600/P1040261.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4WmIDwg1fYU/Twt2w_-BmDI/AAAAAAAAFSg/SCVK-avbhmQ/s320/P1040261.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JyWouCmmTYU/Twt2z9OsgsI/AAAAAAAAFSo/CMwA9Q8B5Wo/s1600/P1040263.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JyWouCmmTYU/Twt2z9OsgsI/AAAAAAAAFSo/CMwA9Q8B5Wo/s320/P1040263.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, Charley played a little bit on B's playground.&amp;nbsp; They had one of these little Fred Flintstone cars.&amp;nbsp; I got it, because really, all I got her were some Polly Pocket like Dinsey Princesses and a tee shirt.&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/-hXcP3rpK7fk/Twt23sXmhrI/AAAAAAAAFSw/vuPm9WJj3uc/s1600/P1040265.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hXcP3rpK7fk/Twt23sXmhrI/AAAAAAAAFSw/vuPm9WJj3uc/s320/P1040265.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B has discovered feety pjs.&amp;nbsp; Won't wear anything else.&amp;nbsp; I lucked out, Target had them on clearance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkXtj5shWZQ/Twt27i93QkI/AAAAAAAAFS4/AgIOYeQBv5Y/s1600/P1040266.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkXtj5shWZQ/Twt27i93QkI/AAAAAAAAFS4/AgIOYeQBv5Y/s320/P1040266.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After speech, Mike took all us out for birthday lunch.&amp;nbsp; Then, since we had no where to sit in the house, I took the kids to the jumpy place.&amp;nbsp; Where, I found out, it is a good thing we were not going to have Charley's party there, because she doesn't like the darkness of the enclosed jumpy houses.&amp;nbsp; There were a couple she played in, like below:&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/-gAgnnGydRX0/Twt3GLYQ3EI/AAAAAAAAFTQ/f69aXFDZabc/s1600/P1040272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gAgnnGydRX0/Twt3GLYQ3EI/AAAAAAAAFTQ/f69aXFDZabc/s320/P1040272.JPG" width="240" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1BvlayBdAcI/Twt3C-eaqvI/AAAAAAAAFTI/w5fdWwZQq2E/s1600/P1040271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1BvlayBdAcI/Twt3C-eaqvI/AAAAAAAAFTI/w5fdWwZQq2E/s320/P1040271.JPG" width="240" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_s0pTjhicE8/Twt3iTxD6JI/AAAAAAAAFUI/E8RtEDq4ovc/s1600/P1040290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-8-S0es7lll0/Twt2_NfkOtI/AAAAAAAAFTA/_4C03A32ZBk/s1600/P1040270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8-S0es7lll0/Twt2_NfkOtI/AAAAAAAAFTA/_4C03A32ZBk/s320/P1040270.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B went down these giant slides.&amp;nbsp; I really wanted to join her, but Cha Cha wanted nothing to do with them.&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/-DxmXhm2WCE8/Twt3T0Odk7I/AAAAAAAAFTw/AiFlvygJ0iE/s1600/P1040281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DxmXhm2WCE8/Twt3T0Odk7I/AAAAAAAAFTw/AiFlvygJ0iE/s320/P1040281.JPG" width="240" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-te0vQ1-5-EY/Twt3REOAHUI/AAAAAAAAFTo/rMyZd-SCvWA/s1600/P1040279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-te0vQ1-5-EY/Twt3REOAHUI/AAAAAAAAFTo/rMyZd-SCvWA/s320/P1040279.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, Charley did find a slide that was more her speed.&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/-891b-Z3Pyro/Twt3OEi8mAI/AAAAAAAAFTg/ciWb7Ebq-iM/s1600/P1040277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-891b-Z3Pyro/Twt3OEi8mAI/AAAAAAAAFTg/ciWb7Ebq-iM/s320/P1040277.JPG" width="240" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6LZAIz6M_dI/Twt3LDwPmsI/AAAAAAAAFTY/xeESQD7w0vA/s1600/P1040276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6LZAIz6M_dI/Twt3LDwPmsI/AAAAAAAAFTY/xeESQD7w0vA/s320/P1040276.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When we got home, I kicked the floor guys out and we opened presents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;Then we got ready to go to sushi dinner with&amp;nbsp; Dorota and Medium Tony.&amp;nbsp; Charley got ready by brushing her teeth with her new toothbrush (yes, that how desperate I was for presents) and putting her princesses in her "new" purse.&amp;nbsp; That lion is Nala from the Lion King.&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: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_s0pTjhicE8/Twt3iTxD6JI/AAAAAAAAFUI/E8RtEDq4ovc/s1600/P1040290.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_s0pTjhicE8/Twt3iTxD6JI/AAAAAAAAFUI/E8RtEDq4ovc/s320/P1040290.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was Dorota and Tony's first time eating sushi.&amp;nbsp; I think they liked it. &amp;nbsp; B and Charley really like Dorota.&amp;nbsp; She comes in the house and they try to drag her up to the playroom.&amp;nbsp; At dinner, B had to sit next to her.&amp;nbsp; &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;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jBMcIUxhVzw/Twt3m0aWm8I/AAAAAAAAFUQ/StjCQSIQHpg/s320/P1040291.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_s0pTjhicE8/Twt3iTxD6JI/AAAAAAAAFUI/E8RtEDq4ovc/s1600/P1040290.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwvgMdW6b6A/TwtzpnbyFKI/AAAAAAAAFPo/WxxTQBozNmY/s1600/P1040293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qwvgMdW6b6A/TwtzpnbyFKI/AAAAAAAAFPo/WxxTQBozNmY/s320/P1040293.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley LOVES miso soup with extra tofu.&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/-wfJOe-35GAU/TwtzrfvXqWI/AAAAAAAAFPw/c4jI2nTlQbg/s1600/P1040298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wfJOe-35GAU/TwtzrfvXqWI/AAAAAAAAFPw/c4jI2nTlQbg/s320/P1040298.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony, trying sushi for the first time.&amp;nbsp; See the look on his face?&amp;nbsp; He isn't sure.&amp;nbsp; Verdict?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0D6pWwyRkac/TwtztZA_beI/AAAAAAAAFP4/tAyCP00wv4s/s1600/P1040301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0D6pWwyRkac/TwtztZA_beI/AAAAAAAAFP4/tAyCP00wv4s/s320/P1040301.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likes it.&amp;nbsp; But Tony liked the tuna better than the salmon.&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/-G1Dt0-dRh6k/TwtzvZCIYnI/AAAAAAAAFQA/QYFq5HFisFc/s1600/P1040302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G1Dt0-dRh6k/TwtzvZCIYnI/AAAAAAAAFQA/QYFq5HFisFc/s320/P1040302.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KD1rCwY3XrQ/TwtzzFO3oJI/AAAAAAAAFQI/hQeRbhIZI8U/s1600/P1040303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KD1rCwY3XrQ/TwtzzFO3oJI/AAAAAAAAFQI/hQeRbhIZI8U/s320/P1040303.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/-t8O5e809Ezg/Twtz0yMT-ZI/AAAAAAAAFQQ/9qPvC55-UO0/s1600/P1040304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t8O5e809Ezg/Twtz0yMT-ZI/AAAAAAAAFQQ/9qPvC55-UO0/s320/P1040304.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came home to have a little cake.&amp;nbsp; Chuckie is a champ at blowing out candles!&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/-apHIx_zlWds/Twtz3C_no5I/AAAAAAAAFQY/z0Nm_PAgjEI/s1600/P1040308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-apHIx_zlWds/Twtz3C_no5I/AAAAAAAAFQY/z0Nm_PAgjEI/s320/P1040308.JPG" width="240" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nBiAHccoyq0/Twtz5VmPz2I/AAAAAAAAFQg/s2YnQ9fIioQ/s1600/P1040309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nBiAHccoyq0/Twtz5VmPz2I/AAAAAAAAFQg/s2YnQ9fIioQ/s320/P1040309.JPG" width="240" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZN5kfsycPiQ/Twtz7i9VZPI/AAAAAAAAFQo/VRE9ATAj1g0/s1600/P1040312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZN5kfsycPiQ/Twtz7i9VZPI/AAAAAAAAFQo/VRE9ATAj1g0/s320/P1040312.JPG" width="240" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hftYyZqW1A8/Twtz9mybWjI/AAAAAAAAFQw/rewITLP74cY/s1600/P1040314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hftYyZqW1A8/Twtz9mybWjI/AAAAAAAAFQw/rewITLP74cY/s320/P1040314.JPG" width="240" /&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/-VCeNBEXblUk/Twtz_pj4Z5I/AAAAAAAAFQ4/rxy9ZUc5pM4/s1600/P1040316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VCeNBEXblUk/Twtz_pj4Z5I/AAAAAAAAFQ4/rxy9ZUc5pM4/s320/P1040316.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning B asked if we had any blueberry muffins.&amp;nbsp; Yes, but no, because they had some mold on them (yes, that is gross, but wait, we turned it into something cool).&amp;nbsp; So we got out the microscope to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HANkXRMFJh4/Twt0B0_8O7I/AAAAAAAAFRA/74JN3M0iMS8/s1600/P1040318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HANkXRMFJh4/Twt0B0_8O7I/AAAAAAAAFRA/74JN3M0iMS8/s320/P1040318.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of ours gave us tickets to the Museum of Science and Industry.&amp;nbsp; It is a cool place, but so much to see and explain.&amp;nbsp; B like the weather wing.&amp;nbsp; I like Coleen Moore's doll house.&amp;nbsp; We all like the baby chicks, though, it made me want to go vegetarian again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning was low key.&amp;nbsp; The party started at 2 and since it was at the Monkey Bizness, I really didn't have much to do.&amp;nbsp; Mike picked up the balloons (we had Dora refilled) and we picked up an Edible Arrangement and chips and guacamole on the way to the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aino9ZJAS84/Twt0EJ_iAmI/AAAAAAAAFRI/hF-Q7LEftME/s1600/P1040320.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aino9ZJAS84/Twt0EJ_iAmI/AAAAAAAAFRI/hF-Q7LEftME/s320/P1040320.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charley taking full advantage of her birthday weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee and Jeana met us there early and we set some stuff up.&amp;nbsp; Lee ran and got some tableclothes.&amp;nbsp; She also brought the cake.&amp;nbsp; It was a stunner.&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/-gYHRN3piQ6g/Twt0Yxi387I/AAAAAAAAFRw/VIMdZ-rCQlo/s1600/P1040348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gYHRN3piQ6g/Twt0Yxi387I/AAAAAAAAFRw/VIMdZ-rCQlo/s320/P1040348.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0MQZMGwGAZ8/Twt0SugcJjI/AAAAAAAAFRo/Jg6NKxGvmNI/s1600/P1040345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0MQZMGwGAZ8/Twt0SugcJjI/AAAAAAAAFRo/Jg6NKxGvmNI/s320/P1040345.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/-0w35AvQX774/Twt0MreZdSI/AAAAAAAAFRg/Q7T2-vewc1Q/s1600/P1040330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0w35AvQX774/Twt0MreZdSI/AAAAAAAAFRg/Q7T2-vewc1Q/s320/P1040330.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeana took a break from studying for finals.&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/-dsLhhnkxEiM/Twt0JOY0UUI/AAAAAAAAFRY/bO1IZPG1EjE/s1600/P1040328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dsLhhnkxEiM/Twt0JOY0UUI/AAAAAAAAFRY/bO1IZPG1EjE/s320/P1040328.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa even got into the fun.&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/-Mx8fpCE1i3M/Twt0HFM2xPI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/XBB03aSh4Sg/s1600/P1040327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mx8fpCE1i3M/Twt0HFM2xPI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/XBB03aSh4Sg/s320/P1040327.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lots of friends there.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to post the pictures of the kids, because I never asked their parents if it would be OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love the cake?&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/-Aino9ZJAS84/Twt0EJ_iAmI/AAAAAAAAFRI/hF-Q7LEftME/s1600/P1040320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Itc3v9caMA/Twtu4b2DlII/AAAAAAAAFOo/_POGo8sumGM/s1600/P1040385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R_Vp99wWZN8/TwtvmTaoxXI/AAAAAAAAFOw/kO2OCOqVB-c/s1600/P1040357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R_Vp99wWZN8/TwtvmTaoxXI/AAAAAAAAFOw/kO2OCOqVB-c/s320/P1040357.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How about the birthday girl? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8AmBH8Bfozs/Twt0cxxrGxI/AAAAAAAAFR4/pht0hUwCBDY/s1600/P1040359.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8AmBH8Bfozs/Twt0cxxrGxI/AAAAAAAAFR4/pht0hUwCBDY/s320/P1040359.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7JxFqB5V0EI/Twtvy-kR4pI/AAAAAAAAFO4/OzR_6ignwOA/s1600/P1040361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7JxFqB5V0EI/Twtvy-kR4pI/AAAAAAAAFO4/OzR_6ignwOA/s320/P1040361.JPG" width="240" /&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/-Jz3wmU04M9A/Twtv7HawfyI/AAAAAAAAFPA/syNxGNBk0IY/s1600/P1040365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jz3wmU04M9A/Twtv7HawfyI/AAAAAAAAFPA/syNxGNBk0IY/s320/P1040365.JPG" width="240" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1_t02uHwoU4/TwtwDeZ8xAI/AAAAAAAAFPI/3taN3NlZ1GY/s1600/P1040370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1_t02uHwoU4/TwtwDeZ8xAI/AAAAAAAAFPI/3taN3NlZ1GY/s320/P1040370.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marci, Markus and (shy) Max made the drive to the party.&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/-dH2If6XgHxk/TwtwNM6NuiI/AAAAAAAAFPQ/lQjJI2Vb0vc/s1600/P1040372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dH2If6XgHxk/TwtwNM6NuiI/AAAAAAAAFPQ/lQjJI2Vb0vc/s320/P1040372.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here are the cute favors - chocolate covered oreos. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w6tI356K2U8/TwuGu-nWV_I/AAAAAAAAFXs/lrEWb7zAUl4/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w6tI356K2U8/TwuGu-nWV_I/AAAAAAAAFXs/lrEWb7zAUl4/s320/photo.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought the presents home and had fun opening them.&amp;nbsp; We also had fun playing with some.&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/-2cEO-DRDODc/TwtwViXq3OI/AAAAAAAAFPY/jMMec5K6g_U/s1600/P1040381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2cEO-DRDODc/TwtwViXq3OI/AAAAAAAAFPY/jMMec5K6g_U/s320/P1040381.JPG" width="240" /&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/-Er-6IPBK1aE/TwtwftJEqII/AAAAAAAAFPg/_UChlyFFTJg/s1600/P1040384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Er-6IPBK1aE/TwtwftJEqII/AAAAAAAAFPg/_UChlyFFTJg/s320/P1040384.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Itc3v9caMA/Twtu4b2DlII/AAAAAAAAFOo/_POGo8sumGM/s1600/P1040385.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Itc3v9caMA/Twtu4b2DlII/AAAAAAAAFOo/_POGo8sumGM/s320/P1040385.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she had a good weekend.&amp;nbsp; She is a little tired today - who isn't though!&amp;nbsp; Mike and I stayed up watching the new karate kid. &amp;nbsp; I want that 2 hours back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-3422023885914468965?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3422023885914468965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=3422023885914468965&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/3422023885914468965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/3422023885914468965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2012/01/charleys-birthday-weekend.html' title='Charley&apos;s Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5VvJF02rEPU/TwuCQ37JwuI/AAAAAAAAFXk/IDXCek9ckSE/s72-c/IMG_0550.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-3705355380655639492</id><published>2011-12-30T19:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T19:36:45.478-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait, I forgot to mention Johnson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OinDmxyN0f4/Tv5nByGW5sI/AAAAAAAAFOg/jXW5eUaty7s/s1600/IMG_0538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OinDmxyN0f4/Tv5nByGW5sI/AAAAAAAAFOg/jXW5eUaty7s/s320/IMG_0538.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped the ball on Johnson's time with us.&amp;nbsp; He did a few more exciting things, but really, just getting him in a new place every morning was a challenge.&amp;nbsp; Every morning the kids toured the house looking for our little elf.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed having him and were sad to see him join Santa on his sleigh for a ride back to the North Pole on Christmas Eve.&amp;nbsp; He left the girls a note saying he would see them next year, and to buy more chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-3705355380655639492?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3705355380655639492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=3705355380655639492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/3705355380655639492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/3705355380655639492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/12/wait-i-forgot-to-mention-johnson.html' title='Wait, I forgot to mention Johnson'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OinDmxyN0f4/Tv5nByGW5sI/AAAAAAAAFOg/jXW5eUaty7s/s72-c/IMG_0538.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-8956157865082958691</id><published>2011-12-30T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T19:32:45.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did December Go?  This Is the Post With a 1000 photos...</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;&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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/div&gt;Well, not really a 1000.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I would like to say that I haven't posted since the 6th or 7th because I have been as busy as my friend &lt;a href="http://andbabymakesthreepluspooch.blogspot.com/2011/12/whilwind-december.html"&gt;Johanna&lt;/a&gt;, but that isn't the case.&amp;nbsp; I caught the funk and began getting sick on the 3rd of December.&amp;nbsp; It got better and worse depending on my activity level.&amp;nbsp; So the busier I was, the worse I felt the next day.&amp;nbsp; I had a cold for a short time, then bronchitis.&amp;nbsp; It lingered and lingered and I blew through 2 inhalers.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry though,&amp;nbsp; I felt better just in time to crank out some goodies and get the wrapping done (Mike helped) before Christmas - YEAH!.&amp;nbsp; But Gentle Reader, I know it isn't me you have come to read about, but the two little devilish sprites that have taken up residence with me. Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why we are late for school.&amp;nbsp; The kids play and I take pictures.&amp;nbsp; &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/-lykvjh7LgmQ/TvzSkpfKpsI/AAAAAAAAFMU/aOvIXVnZnH0/s1600/P1040019.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lykvjh7LgmQ/TvzSkpfKpsI/AAAAAAAAFMU/aOvIXVnZnH0/s320/P1040019.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pINtYIFK1rw/TvzSmRB9eJI/AAAAAAAAFMc/9WbYJZ6-pI0/s1600/P1040022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pINtYIFK1rw/TvzSmRB9eJI/AAAAAAAAFMc/9WbYJZ6-pI0/s320/P1040022.JPG" width="240" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lykvjh7LgmQ/TvzSkpfKpsI/AAAAAAAAFMU/aOvIXVnZnH0/s1600/P1040019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-hqCQw98eVb0/TvzSoEYbXfI/AAAAAAAAFMk/rwKeHctuvBI/s1600/P1040023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hqCQw98eVb0/TvzSoEYbXfI/AAAAAAAAFMk/rwKeHctuvBI/s320/P1040023.JPG" width="240" /&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/-lfv7M6Me3Zc/TvzSrKiHKoI/AAAAAAAAFMs/cA_-azqaRd0/s1600/P1040025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lfv7M6Me3Zc/TvzSrKiHKoI/AAAAAAAAFMs/cA_-azqaRd0/s320/P1040025.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghqu7feU_Nc/TvzStKnvXjI/AAAAAAAAFM0/QJns7QtgRlM/s1600/P1040029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghqu7feU_Nc/TvzStKnvXjI/AAAAAAAAFM0/QJns7QtgRlM/s320/P1040029.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kids broke about a third of their ornaments.&amp;nbsp; They just don't understand, no matter how much they look like toys, they aren't.&amp;nbsp; Still, B took care of this little bird, making it a nest.&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/-t6PJ1IviukM/TvzSurslPkI/AAAAAAAAFM8/-wElKyRN_fE/s1600/P1040031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6PJ1IviukM/TvzSurslPkI/AAAAAAAAFM8/-wElKyRN_fE/s320/P1040031.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the head scarf?&amp;nbsp; I made it forever ago, B found it and wore it the rest of the day.&amp;nbsp; Where is it now?&amp;nbsp; I should make some for summer. She looks cute.&amp;nbsp; &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/-qAZakP4V1Tk/TvzSwUfp0nI/AAAAAAAAFNE/Lmlp0vy01Dk/s1600/P1040034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qAZakP4V1Tk/TvzSwUfp0nI/AAAAAAAAFNE/Lmlp0vy01Dk/s320/P1040034.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Good Will to find candlesticks to paint ala Martha Stewart, and I found these.&amp;nbsp; I think 8 bucks for the lot.&amp;nbsp; Though Good Will was fun, I don't think I will make going there a habit. I think I could become a hoarder buying all the bargains.&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/-fr_MzGykEgQ/TvzSybCUDbI/AAAAAAAAFNM/EhXIJ2adW34/s1600/P1040037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fr_MzGykEgQ/TvzSybCUDbI/AAAAAAAAFNM/EhXIJ2adW34/s320/P1040037.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B's turtle costume.&amp;nbsp; This kid makes some sort of costume every day.&amp;nbsp; Christmas Eve she made a Cheetah costume.&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/-eaf9P1LZSbM/TvzSzpOG3-I/AAAAAAAAFNU/7YlmdE8GTGs/s1600/IMG_0554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eaf9P1LZSbM/TvzSzpOG3-I/AAAAAAAAFNU/7YlmdE8GTGs/s320/IMG_0554.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends, Finn and Tripp had their birthday at Lil Monkey Bizness, and guess who showed up?&amp;nbsp; The real Santa! &amp;nbsp; He had a real beard, a great suit and a book with everyone's name in it.&amp;nbsp; You might notice there is no photo of Charley with Santa.&amp;nbsp; While she keeps talking about the "Real Santa,"&amp;nbsp; she wanted nothing to do with him - just he toys he brought.&amp;nbsp; Yes, totally my kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PTFEIw3DcWs/TvzS0QwtPWI/AAAAAAAAFNc/4dgf_q9vsE0/s1600/IMG_0560.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PTFEIw3DcWs/TvzS0QwtPWI/AAAAAAAAFNc/4dgf_q9vsE0/s320/IMG_0560.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School let out the week before Christmas.&amp;nbsp; OK, should the break be after Christmas?&amp;nbsp; I could have gotten a lot more done if they stayed in school that week.&amp;nbsp; Anyway,&amp;nbsp; I treated me and the girls to a manicure.&amp;nbsp; Charley is a natural!&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/-aZvU9s3mvL8/TvzS1UCmPDI/AAAAAAAAFNk/w5v3ux9Z9us/s1600/IMG_0561.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aZvU9s3mvL8/TvzS1UCmPDI/AAAAAAAAFNk/w5v3ux9Z9us/s320/IMG_0561.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even got some sparkle.&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/-NYmtsY_BqUY/TvzS2FUZCvI/AAAAAAAAFNs/Ou3jcbEoESI/s1600/IMG_0564.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NYmtsY_BqUY/TvzS2FUZCvI/AAAAAAAAFNs/Ou3jcbEoESI/s320/IMG_0564.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B got a snowflake.&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/-mk3DqPZgtDQ/TvzS3qVSzBI/AAAAAAAAFN0/ogckYeNROxA/s1600/IMG_0566.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mk3DqPZgtDQ/TvzS3qVSzBI/AAAAAAAAFN0/ogckYeNROxA/s320/IMG_0566.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should mention, I finally got Charley to the pediatrician for her well visit, and&amp;nbsp; found that Charley needs to eat a bit more.&amp;nbsp; I know she was skinny, but she's barely gained 5 ounces in the last 4 months.&amp;nbsp; the good thing is she is not anemic!&amp;nbsp; My kids are just not eaters.&amp;nbsp; We really need a re-vamp in the kitchen, I guess that will be a resolution.&amp;nbsp; [Even I have been eating poorly - probably why I got sick.&amp;nbsp; Too much sugar, not enough sleep. Maybe I need a no sugar resolution.&amp;nbsp; And a no homemade potato chip resolution. I am a ton today form this place called the Labriola Bakery Cafe.&amp;nbsp; Seriously addictive.&amp;nbsp; I bought a bag, ate most of them then threw the rest away.&amp;nbsp; I need to get on the lettuce and chicken diet.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures below are from the night before Christmas Eve.&amp;nbsp; The girls are helping me make individual ice box cakes with peppermint whip cream.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BhQaWby98Hs/TvzS8E4NEkI/AAAAAAAAFOE/MVbEQkh9j-k/s1600/P1040051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BhQaWby98Hs/TvzS8E4NEkI/AAAAAAAAFOE/MVbEQkh9j-k/s320/P1040051.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping them from eating some of the cookies was a losing battle.&lt;br /&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/-McWd52ahcQc/TvzS_AsPLWI/AAAAAAAAFOM/dSAFasBMz5k/s1600/P1040059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-McWd52ahcQc/TvzS_AsPLWI/AAAAAAAAFOM/dSAFasBMz5k/s320/P1040059.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/-8HQVAz2UrsM/TvzTB8tjxqI/AAAAAAAAFOU/BObZ55BIjQs/s1600/P1040060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8HQVAz2UrsM/TvzTB8tjxqI/AAAAAAAAFOU/BObZ55BIjQs/s320/P1040060.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here is Charley, in her Ho Ho hat, in her "house."&amp;nbsp; B taught her how to take the pillows and make a little fort.&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: center;"&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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ltH4pn80afI/TvzRayDATNI/AAAAAAAAFJg/hYpmdm9v0PQ/s1600/P1040063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ltH4pn80afI/TvzRayDATNI/AAAAAAAAFJg/hYpmdm9v0PQ/s320/P1040063.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve - on our way to Lee's.&amp;nbsp; Mike can't find his sunglasses, so he wore B's.&amp;nbsp; &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/-RdVCQyyuzJw/TvzRb3SZ_II/AAAAAAAAFJo/MAYJx5PMLiw/s1600/IMG_0570.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RdVCQyyuzJw/TvzRb3SZ_II/AAAAAAAAFJo/MAYJx5PMLiw/s320/IMG_0570.jpg" width="239" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ug392UaRARw/TvzRck_rVYI/AAAAAAAAFJw/1WEM0jf3HIg/s1600/IMG_0571.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ug392UaRARw/TvzRck_rVYI/AAAAAAAAFJw/1WEM0jf3HIg/s320/IMG_0571.jpg" width="239" /&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/-vzYGkguGCqA/TvzRdUBQpfI/AAAAAAAAFJ4/AGThq3aM5Ok/s1600/IMG_0572.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vzYGkguGCqA/TvzRdUBQpfI/AAAAAAAAFJ4/AGThq3aM5Ok/s320/IMG_0572.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were really excited to see their cousins.&amp;nbsp; In fact, Charley ran errands with me the day before and when we pulled in the drive, she said "go to Lee's."&amp;nbsp; All Christmas Eve day, the girls were asking to go, go, go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-meANQWAtIOA/TvzReRX_nLI/AAAAAAAAFKA/buHRs2jWbxg/s1600/IMG_0591.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-meANQWAtIOA/TvzReRX_nLI/AAAAAAAAFKA/buHRs2jWbxg/s320/IMG_0591.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop was a ride around the house on a towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3BgogpKFOmE/TvzRfasEyqI/AAAAAAAAFKI/GHHDAG6wO_Q/s1600/IMG_0592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3BgogpKFOmE/TvzRfasEyqI/AAAAAAAAFKI/GHHDAG6wO_Q/s320/IMG_0592.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee's house was decorated to the nines.&amp;nbsp; Here is her table.&amp;nbsp; She had 5 trees, greenery, the whole bit. And I wish I had a picture of her lights outside.&amp;nbsp; Lee and Joe did them and they were fantastic.&amp;nbsp; Like lit gumdrops on every branch - they wrapped the lights from the trunk to the tips of the branches.&amp;nbsp; It was really spectacular.&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/--caUBu-sEas/TvzRgc0zdFI/AAAAAAAAFKQ/TSYbIVIwJFY/s1600/IMG_0593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--caUBu-sEas/TvzRgc0zdFI/AAAAAAAAFKQ/TSYbIVIwJFY/s320/IMG_0593.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mv-N2k0MWNY/TvzRhPRsuzI/AAAAAAAAFKY/wNhgOR_sn38/s1600/IMG_0598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mv-N2k0MWNY/TvzRhPRsuzI/AAAAAAAAFKY/wNhgOR_sn38/s320/IMG_0598.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-scFkDYOVmmY/TvzRiU4S7bI/AAAAAAAAFKg/TGxcuhZkdpE/s1600/IMG_0599.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-scFkDYOVmmY/TvzRiU4S7bI/AAAAAAAAFKg/TGxcuhZkdpE/s320/IMG_0599.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-05QDG8L4ufE/TvzRjbNOC3I/AAAAAAAAFKo/O_R-8prfCNA/s1600/IMG_0600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-05QDG8L4ufE/TvzRjbNOC3I/AAAAAAAAFKo/O_R-8prfCNA/s320/IMG_0600.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Before dinner was present time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; YEAH!&amp;nbsp; I mean the kids were very excited.&amp;nbsp; &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/-XuWPY6GVIjM/TvzRlkrxZjI/AAAAAAAAFK4/I2T9E3Oi6T4/s1600/IMG_0605.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XuWPY6GVIjM/TvzRlkrxZjI/AAAAAAAAFK4/I2T9E3Oi6T4/s320/IMG_0605.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/-8dnkItpFcC8/TvzRmnimcGI/AAAAAAAAFLA/_xNebmmTFAI/s1600/IMG_0607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8dnkItpFcC8/TvzRmnimcGI/AAAAAAAAFLA/_xNebmmTFAI/s320/IMG_0607.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley got some Disney princesses, their matching clothes and a princess palace. &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/-t4tgdbUGIDA/TvzRnrqXg4I/AAAAAAAAFLI/9eH8c5PBZK8/s1600/IMG_0609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xNuc2vqTkQE/TvzRq127hZI/AAAAAAAAFLg/Tr6KygmXUV8/s320/IMG_0617.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;See B's sparkly shirt?&amp;nbsp; It was a bribe that I hoped would get her to sing in the school sing along.&amp;nbsp; It didn't work.&amp;nbsp; B said the stage is not place for kids.&amp;nbsp; She is weird.&amp;nbsp; Gets it from Mike!&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/-7lbc8_SP11o/TvzRr41lBEI/AAAAAAAAFLo/YjYK2MFMzlE/s1600/IMG_0620.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7lbc8_SP11o/TvzRr41lBEI/AAAAAAAAFLo/YjYK2MFMzlE/s320/IMG_0620.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B scored with a skateboard, a guitar and a gift she really wanted.....&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/-QFRtbnCFwa8/TvzRs5uJddI/AAAAAAAAFLw/dHg-agGDBis/s1600/IMG_0626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QFRtbnCFwa8/TvzRs5uJddI/AAAAAAAAFLw/dHg-agGDBis/s320/IMG_0626.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; A dragon costume, with a tail.&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/-dr-KyqYbcUU/TvzRt0XP10I/AAAAAAAAFL4/84mmayzEn-c/s1600/IMG_0628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dr-KyqYbcUU/TvzRt0XP10I/AAAAAAAAFL4/84mmayzEn-c/s320/IMG_0628.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/-ZmcNKZ6lm8A/TvzRuzj2YYI/AAAAAAAAFMA/3mpwjks-9IU/s1600/IMG_0629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmcNKZ6lm8A/TvzRuzj2YYI/AAAAAAAAFMA/3mpwjks-9IU/s320/IMG_0629.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little video of of B running Charley over with the skateboard and the cousins laughing over it. &amp;nbsp; &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-88eb2029c893146a" 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://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D88eb2029c893146a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330998373%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82CCD2550CB2626AD6C54549B6CCB9020792F537.1CB4E1CE3F1EF494EE8A5462B89A8095C61993B8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D88eb2029c893146a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6exzfTdHekKn84uP3QTjA38CUtQ&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://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D88eb2029c893146a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330998373%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82CCD2550CB2626AD6C54549B6CCB9020792F537.1CB4E1CE3F1EF494EE8A5462B89A8095C61993B8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D88eb2029c893146a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6exzfTdHekKn84uP3QTjA38CUtQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids took a trip to Lee's basement, and Charley came up with this little doll stroller.&amp;nbsp; Then she promptly said (demanded) "push me."&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/-fLng-45Tssg/TvzRwI6cI-I/AAAAAAAAFMI/CSgUfp3l-Qo/s1600/IMG_0631.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fLng-45Tssg/TvzRwI6cI-I/AAAAAAAAFMI/CSgUfp3l-Qo/s320/IMG_0631.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srlcee_5opc/TvzQqGAY6vI/AAAAAAAAFIk/VLsZZPD4WuA/s1600/IMG_0633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srlcee_5opc/TvzQqGAY6vI/AAAAAAAAFIk/VLsZZPD4WuA/s320/IMG_0633.jpg" width="239" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-msGXuW_1Mfo/TvzQrS4ZuSI/AAAAAAAAFIs/ll5CFQX9_v4/s1600/IMG_0635.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-msGXuW_1Mfo/TvzQrS4ZuSI/AAAAAAAAFIs/ll5CFQX9_v4/s320/IMG_0635.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was great, though I spent most of my calories eating the homemade potatoes chips Lee got. &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/-JhoqYM_aHDU/TvzQsQxgHRI/AAAAAAAAFI0/HrjFrEOwIVA/s1600/IMG_0636.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JhoqYM_aHDU/TvzQsQxgHRI/AAAAAAAAFI0/HrjFrEOwIVA/s320/IMG_0636.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqxmaUexmGo/TvzQtdd30rI/AAAAAAAAFI8/nnJBecjmwvk/s1600/IMG_0637.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqxmaUexmGo/TvzQtdd30rI/AAAAAAAAFI8/nnJBecjmwvk/s320/IMG_0637.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The cousins made a Charley a costume, since B had one (and maybe wouldn't share).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_aZWsMp_bns/TvzQuubViPI/AAAAAAAAFJE/AQJaq-aGLFM/s320/IMG_0644.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lots of family pictures.&amp;nbsp; Wouldn't it have been nice if I brought the camera Mike bought me for my birthday?&amp;nbsp; Nope, iPhone city - baby!&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/-PgHECet6qGg/TvzQv0CpI5I/AAAAAAAAFJM/YDuxhEFrThI/s1600/IMG_0648.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PgHECet6qGg/TvzQv0CpI5I/AAAAAAAAFJM/YDuxhEFrThI/s320/IMG_0648.jpg" width="239" /&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/-xbdeH-6rzJE/TvzQw-ZUPEI/AAAAAAAAFJU/_FJc6uE2TIk/s1600/IMG_0654.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xbdeH-6rzJE/TvzQw-ZUPEI/AAAAAAAAFJU/_FJc6uE2TIk/s320/IMG_0654.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After dinner it was jammy time.&amp;nbsp; Well, after the peppermint icebox cake anyway.&amp;nbsp; All the kids got into the act.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Mike, B and I went out to check out the scene.&amp;nbsp; B was really patient, but we left her wake her sister.&amp;nbsp; B was patient still while Charley had her morning "milky."&amp;nbsp; So, with cups of much needed coffee, the potty and milky out of the way, we hit the stacks.&amp;nbsp; OK, there really we no stacks.&amp;nbsp; This was probably a tame Christmas in comparison to some we've had.&amp;nbsp; The Santa sacks take the place of stockings.&amp;nbsp; We have some I made, but nothing fit into them, this was, all the books, and odds and ends fit in the sacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vxS2RKLX1UI/TvzMFT1LhxI/AAAAAAAAFFo/5Fz3XfqQ_0Q/s1600/P1040073.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vxS2RKLX1UI/TvzMFT1LhxI/AAAAAAAAFFo/5Fz3XfqQ_0Q/s320/P1040073.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xIUuLYQ_yqc/TvzMMbrio-I/AAAAAAAAFF4/wSsQqQ_lyew/s1600/P1040075.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Pat brought a great coffee cake and Mike made eggs and this awesome black forest bacon.&amp;nbsp; So good.&amp;nbsp; I think the only thing B ate all ay was Pat's coffee cake.&amp;nbsp; We'd ask her what she wanted to eat and the answer was always coffee cake.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What did Charley eat?&amp;nbsp; Trader Joe's Joe Joe cookies.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what she'll do we we run out and I don't buy them again.&amp;nbsp; She is addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had a great visit with Grandpa and Pat, plus more Christmas!&amp;nbsp; Mr B. always put together this tote of gifts called Dad's Dumb Gifts.&amp;nbsp; The tote is filled with all kinds of necessities - all wrapped by the way.&amp;nbsp; We got birdfood, kitchen towels, food storage containers, lip gloss, Goop hand cleaner, Perfect Glass spray and, well I can't remember what else.&amp;nbsp; And Charley got a shopping cart.&amp;nbsp; She loves to push stuff around.&amp;nbsp; I think she only tried to get into it once.&amp;nbsp; B&amp;nbsp; received a chess set.&amp;nbsp; Now we both can learn how to play.&amp;nbsp; Bet she beats me!&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/-vg1F5WcosI0/TvzLHaGeNZI/AAAAAAAAFEU/uujz0zDO-Cw/s1600/P1040127.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vg1F5WcosI0/TvzLHaGeNZI/AAAAAAAAFEU/uujz0zDO-Cw/s320/P1040127.JPG" width="240" /&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/-CkH1nTz4z9c/TvzLK1LibAI/AAAAAAAAFEc/IK4SS-bs5yk/s1600/P1040131.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CkH1nTz4z9c/TvzLK1LibAI/AAAAAAAAFEc/IK4SS-bs5yk/s320/P1040131.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-is_8JWEZN0E/TvzLNhfoyyI/AAAAAAAAFEk/3fvDmZKf73Y/s1600/P1040132.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-is_8JWEZN0E/TvzLNhfoyyI/AAAAAAAAFEk/3fvDmZKf73Y/s320/P1040132.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early afternoon, our friends Tony and Dorota&amp;nbsp; came over.&amp;nbsp; B and Charley love Dorota.&amp;nbsp; As soon as the poor thing walked in the door, Charley had Dorota upstairs in the play room.&amp;nbsp; Tony came and offered support in the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; Did he actually do anything?&amp;nbsp; No, but her entertained us while we prepared for our Christmas feast of, tacos.&amp;nbsp; Yes, Mike made chicken tortilla soup, we had taco dip, guacamole, margaritas, aqua frescas, beef tacos and for dessert, homemade chocolate pecan bars and malted milk ball ice cream.&amp;nbsp; I was stuffed!!!!&amp;nbsp; Lee and company came later in the afternoon and we ate and the cousins relived Dorota.&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/-PXclCdobmlQ/TvzLRMQgGiI/AAAAAAAAFE0/5npQQ3ctPWY/s1600/P1040138.JPG" style="clear: right; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-moOkiJQ814E/TvzLWdcXVEI/AAAAAAAAFFE/4pQ4K4yQPgI/s1600/P1040140.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-moOkiJQ814E/TvzLWdcXVEI/AAAAAAAAFFE/4pQ4K4yQPgI/s320/P1040140.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Charley's Christmas outfit.&amp;nbsp; The Belle dress and the Ho Ho hat.&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/-H8rUWiLfPJU/TvzLX_cxOJI/AAAAAAAAFFM/-lTKePxNloo/s1600/P1040144.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H8rUWiLfPJU/TvzLX_cxOJI/AAAAAAAAFFM/-lTKePxNloo/s320/P1040144.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B finally changed from her pjs to her Ariel "dress."&amp;nbsp; (Yes, sold of our Ariel too.)&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/-HHutqKeQig8/TvzLZFUpCfI/AAAAAAAAFFU/2zIIHeFT0pA/s1600/P1040147.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HHutqKeQig8/TvzLZFUpCfI/AAAAAAAAFFU/2zIIHeFT0pA/s320/P1040147.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Let's see the next day was Monday, and Mike was OFF!&amp;nbsp; I don't know how much we did.&amp;nbsp; The kids played and I ate leftover tacos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i3Mbm9SpSoI/TvzM1bScDlI/AAAAAAAAFIA/XXdM04IEhrg/s1600/P1040126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tje8OveCKF4/TvzKTsv0vNI/AAAAAAAAFC4/XBvkzH-KoZA/s1600/P1040153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tje8OveCKF4/TvzKTsv0vNI/AAAAAAAAFC4/XBvkzH-KoZA/s320/P1040153.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M-2UkcsAmYc/TvzLcpfSBRI/AAAAAAAAFFc/GnRPfS2PIOg/s320/P1040150.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love the Tiana shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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: left;"&gt;Wednesday Mike took the day off and we headed over to Ikea to get some shelves for the basement.&amp;nbsp; The had a special that day&amp;nbsp; where the Gorm shelves were marked $9.99 down form 39.99.&amp;nbsp; Bargain! Charley wore her Belle dress.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When we got home, B made Charley the shoes you see below.&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--wZTIpXfSHE/TvzKaPZr0PI/AAAAAAAAFDI/KkoAEUM45PU/s1600/P1040158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--wZTIpXfSHE/TvzKaPZr0PI/AAAAAAAAFDI/KkoAEUM45PU/s320/P1040158.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlH8V3SCRUA/TvzKcbmciRI/AAAAAAAAFDQ/PrzVMejZCtc/s320/P1040161.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, Charley actually wore them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-577JlFMzoF0/TvzKWa2aF4I/AAAAAAAAFDA/aZlianIuHs0/s1600/P1040154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-577JlFMzoF0/TvzKWa2aF4I/AAAAAAAAFDA/aZlianIuHs0/s320/P1040154.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MMhbr5Q8JWs/TvzKDeZ4kPI/AAAAAAAAFCs/_ki1bLD6pu4/s1600/P1040178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;That afternoon, B made a train.&amp;nbsp; That is Rafiki in the train car behind B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uWFMC1DEujg/TvzKeAhcMmI/AAAAAAAAFDY/bZYz_zoFd_U/s1600/P1040169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uWFMC1DEujg/TvzKeAhcMmI/AAAAAAAAFDY/bZYz_zoFd_U/s320/P1040169.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pillow fights in my bed. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&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/-zKBKk2w5xmM/TvzKhUI6UTI/AAAAAAAAFDg/c6fbCRYkr0k/s1600/P1040170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zKBKk2w5xmM/TvzKhUI6UTI/AAAAAAAAFDg/c6fbCRYkr0k/s320/P1040170.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mS8w-N_uzFE/TvzKjx8D7SI/AAAAAAAAFDo/Ih_A9_dQUhY/s1600/P1040172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mS8w-N_uzFE/TvzKjx8D7SI/AAAAAAAAFDo/Ih_A9_dQUhY/s320/P1040172.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thursday morning, my little lack of sleeper (why won't this kid sleep?&amp;nbsp; When (if) Charley naps, it is later in the afternoon, which leads to going to bed late.&amp;nbsp; You would think that if Chuck didn't nap, she would sleep well.&amp;nbsp; NO!&amp;nbsp; Restless. And the sad thing is, she sleeps better with us, than she does in her bed.&amp;nbsp; And that isn't saying much!) was up early and wanted to head upstairs to play in the playroom.&amp;nbsp; That is the princess castle Lee gave Charley, which was a bear to put together.&amp;nbsp; Disney should charge more and make it nicer.&amp;nbsp; Some superglue may be holding some of the stuff together. &lt;br /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MMhbr5Q8JWs/TvzKDeZ4kPI/AAAAAAAAFCs/_ki1bLD6pu4/s1600/P1040178.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MMhbr5Q8JWs/TvzKDeZ4kPI/AAAAAAAAFCs/_ki1bLD6pu4/s320/P1040178.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TJ7SyuBRNEw/TvzKmSlPPpI/AAAAAAAAFDw/t8r-aRcdZoU/s1600/P1040175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TJ7SyuBRNEw/TvzKmSlPPpI/AAAAAAAAFDw/t8r-aRcdZoU/s320/P1040175.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was December in a nutshell.&amp;nbsp; I happen to have another cold, but it better not turn south like the last one did.&amp;nbsp; I have Cha Cha's (my Gentle Reader, this is what Charley calls herself) birthday and party next weekend, so I cannot be sick.&amp;nbsp; We are having the party at a place, because my house has been taken over by the wood fairy.&amp;nbsp; They have already delivered the wood for the floors and torn up some carpet.&amp;nbsp; I have mixed emotions about this.&amp;nbsp; 4-5 weeks for the floors.&amp;nbsp; That means 4-5 weeks of more mess than we already have.&amp;nbsp; But our carpets (most rooms new when we moved in) look horrible.&amp;nbsp; Between our geriatric dog Shadow, Layla Belle's muddy feet, and the kids art projects, we've pretty much trashed it.&amp;nbsp; We are hardwood people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for school to start again.&amp;nbsp; Our weather is stinky (cold, no snow) so we are stuck inside and that makes for crazy kids.&amp;nbsp; And crazy kids make for a crazy mom.&amp;nbsp; And a crazy mom makes for an unhappy Mike.&amp;nbsp; I think he caller ids me when he is at work, so he doesn't have to hear me complain about our little devils.&amp;nbsp; I shouldn't complain a ton, they have been playing better and better every day.&amp;nbsp; Except when Charley wants something B has, and B won't share.&amp;nbsp; Some day....... Peace in the Brady House. Some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-8956157865082958691?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8956157865082958691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=8956157865082958691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/8956157865082958691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/8956157865082958691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/12/where-did-december-go-this-is-post-with.html' title='Where Did December Go?  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Here's The Skinny</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;&lt;/div&gt;I have pictures all the way back from Thanksgiving!&amp;nbsp; I have been meaning to do more blogging.&amp;nbsp; You know, like always.&amp;nbsp; But, truth be told, I am in the ho ho hum drums.&amp;nbsp; No Christmas spirit.&amp;nbsp; Not quite Scrooge.&amp;nbsp; I don't begrudge anyone their spirit.&amp;nbsp; But, Bah Humbug.&amp;nbsp; I must need fudge -STAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some photos from Thanksgiving morning.&amp;nbsp; Art anyone?&amp;nbsp;&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/-ifCoXz5yoMs/Tt7wOrzcFHI/AAAAAAAAFA0/RTgEC4TraPI/s1600/P1030940.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ifCoXz5yoMs/Tt7wOrzcFHI/AAAAAAAAFA0/RTgEC4TraPI/s320/P1030940.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-alYCJk3FJV4/Tt7wRPKnEoI/AAAAAAAAFA8/bE1JmOs0UmQ/s1600/P1030943.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-alYCJk3FJV4/Tt7wRPKnEoI/AAAAAAAAFA8/bE1JmOs0UmQ/s320/P1030943.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some Shrinky Dink Donut necklaces ala &lt;a href="http://www.lilblueboo.com/2011/06/a-donut-necklace-a-tutorial.html"&gt;Lil Blue Boo&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; (Please, no one remond me that they really don't look like the donuts Ashley made, these were drill free.)&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/-4NsxdTb8YmQ/Tt7wS7DmxrI/AAAAAAAAFBE/16jIxJmhZcQ/s1600/P1030947.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4NsxdTb8YmQ/Tt7wS7DmxrI/AAAAAAAAFBE/16jIxJmhZcQ/s320/P1030947.JPG" width="240" /&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/--3UVrKdi5WQ/Tt7wULM2YjI/AAAAAAAAFBM/qjA3cznvzw4/s1600/P1030950.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--3UVrKdi5WQ/Tt7wULM2YjI/AAAAAAAAFBM/qjA3cznvzw4/s320/P1030950.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B made a cheetah costume.&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/-CVB2bXLIgp8/Tt7wWALx6OI/AAAAAAAAFBU/DH7qRkWQPBw/s1600/P1030952.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CVB2bXLIgp8/Tt7wWALx6OI/AAAAAAAAFBU/DH7qRkWQPBw/s320/P1030952.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/-8HofemSjycY/Tt7wYLqW5lI/AAAAAAAAFBc/pgl-hsbf_sU/s1600/P1030953.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8HofemSjycY/Tt7wYLqW5lI/AAAAAAAAFBc/pgl-hsbf_sU/s320/P1030953.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike found this outside the dining room doors.&amp;nbsp; He told the girls it was a pig snout.&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/-_M7tQftJa74/Tt7waTnPimI/AAAAAAAAFBk/En1rrSElEdU/s1600/P1030957.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_M7tQftJa74/Tt7waTnPimI/AAAAAAAAFBk/En1rrSElEdU/s320/P1030957.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We had a nice Thanksgiving with my sister and her family and well as Cathie P's family.&amp;nbsp; This is Charley's new gymnastic suit.&amp;nbsp; Purple is the "it" color in her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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;/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/-IKdc02etSeY/Tt7wKsPb2oI/AAAAAAAAFAc/XMh5RgrHVY0/s1600/IMG_0503.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IKdc02etSeY/Tt7wKsPb2oI/AAAAAAAAFAc/XMh5RgrHVY0/s320/IMG_0503.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;B got a new suit too.&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/-a-CR0S5BXZA/Tt7wLrwKViI/AAAAAAAAFAk/S3vATJ7dC-U/s1600/IMG_0508.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a-CR0S5BXZA/Tt7wLrwKViI/AAAAAAAAFAk/S3vATJ7dC-U/s320/IMG_0508.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't you love that my kids went cute then ate Thanksgiving dinner in the gymnastic suits?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Jess giving the girls a carpet rectangle ride.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Id_zoqh3EAQ/Tt7wMuYdOsI/AAAAAAAAFAs/I7SRzeV4PLM/s1600/IMG_0512.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Id_zoqh3EAQ/Tt7wMuYdOsI/AAAAAAAAFAs/I7SRzeV4PLM/s320/IMG_0512.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, Mike got tired of the stinky carpet in the girls room.&amp;nbsp; We all know why it's stinky, right Anna and Shadow? Let me tell you, Target and my 5% off everyday Target debit are my new best friends. We got a pink fluffy rug from there the same day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wb4Anrzx_8A/Tt7wbtdRxII/AAAAAAAAFBs/hUz9CeJb694/s1600/IMG_0515.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wb4Anrzx_8A/Tt7wbtdRxII/AAAAAAAAFBs/hUz9CeJb694/s320/IMG_0515.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is B with a "new" backpack.&amp;nbsp; It was Charley's from the summer.&amp;nbsp; B came and asked for a Barbie backpack.&amp;nbsp; Excuse me?&amp;nbsp; BARBIE?&amp;nbsp; Where did she get &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;idea.&amp;nbsp; Thank God, I happened to have a pink and purple backpack waiting in the wings.&amp;nbsp; She was very happy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yWlPJLQsILg/Tt7wdLYI32I/AAAAAAAAFB0/g8SIsedaehI/s1600/P1030959.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yWlPJLQsILg/Tt7wdLYI32I/AAAAAAAAFB0/g8SIsedaehI/s320/P1030959.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnson ate all my chocolate.&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/-x2tU_ztlpyc/Tt7vA-oOYaI/AAAAAAAAE-E/l7pR_B1zr_s/s1600/P1040018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1lUn54K-j2U/Tt7wgGqyOzI/AAAAAAAAFCU/Tp6_LQNDL4k/s1600/IMG_0535.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1lUn54K-j2U/Tt7wgGqyOzI/AAAAAAAAFCU/Tp6_LQNDL4k/s320/IMG_0535.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also from Target, a tree for the girl's room.&amp;nbsp; (See the pink rug?)&amp;nbsp; Mike put it up Sunday while I was being sickly.&amp;nbsp; (I still am, just coughing to much to actually sleep.)&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/-t5s1U_F6n-w/Tt7whbEwr7I/AAAAAAAAFCc/wVGnwgGrUGk/s1600/P1030962.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t5s1U_F6n-w/Tt7whbEwr7I/AAAAAAAAFCc/wVGnwgGrUGk/s320/P1030962.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F54XxHvwlJw/Tt7vP58twYI/AAAAAAAAE-M/hrsq9NiiEo0/s1600/P1030975.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F54XxHvwlJw/Tt7vP58twYI/AAAAAAAAE-M/hrsq9NiiEo0/s320/P1030975.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F54XxHvwlJw/Tt7vP58twYI/AAAAAAAAE-M/hrsq9NiiEo0/s1600/P1030975.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&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/-IcqXRv861tA/Tt7vRr7iyyI/AAAAAAAAE-U/7HR2MSn3wM8/s1600/P1030978.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IcqXRv861tA/Tt7vRr7iyyI/AAAAAAAAE-U/7HR2MSn3wM8/s320/P1030978.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;B made a bunch or ornaments out of clay and painted them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F54XxHvwlJw/Tt7vP58twYI/AAAAAAAAE-M/hrsq9NiiEo0/s1600/P1030975.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F54XxHvwlJw/Tt7vP58twYI/AAAAAAAAE-M/hrsq9NiiEo0/s1600/P1030975.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hamt36cVL-8/Tt7vToeUksI/AAAAAAAAE-c/adFeJfB02xQ/s1600/P1030983.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hamt36cVL-8/Tt7vToeUksI/AAAAAAAAE-c/adFeJfB02xQ/s320/P1030983.JPG" width="240" /&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/-7lSLgd_wudc/Tt7vWS_pXsI/AAAAAAAAE-k/FAR5zk2wtDY/s1600/P1030984.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7lSLgd_wudc/Tt7vWS_pXsI/AAAAAAAAE-k/FAR5zk2wtDY/s320/P1030984.JPG" width="240" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGgj7GNGyVk/Tt7vZKKcPJI/AAAAAAAAE-s/MWU6fwrMhrc/s1600/P1030985.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGgj7GNGyVk/Tt7vZKKcPJI/AAAAAAAAE-s/MWU6fwrMhrc/s320/P1030985.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/-Hwq4DD2JMlU/Tt7va-qsG-I/AAAAAAAAE-0/hN4W7YWzkLA/s1600/P1030986.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hwq4DD2JMlU/Tt7va-qsG-I/AAAAAAAAE-0/hN4W7YWzkLA/s320/P1030986.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Johnson in his new location! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jLLjKkHIk8/Tt7wdk_66TI/AAAAAAAAFB8/eXeBUFk2fLc/s1600/IMG_0527.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6jLLjKkHIk8/Tt7wdk_66TI/AAAAAAAAFB8/eXeBUFk2fLc/s320/IMG_0527.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we hit Target again Sunday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; I don;t remember why.&amp;nbsp; Maybe vitamins?&amp;nbsp; Oh, and some baskets for my office.&amp;nbsp; What did we come home with?&amp;nbsp; A ho ho hat (Charley's words, verbatim) and this ornament tree B had to have - which is an odd hit with both kids.&amp;nbsp; Charley has carried it around every day, while wearing the ho ho hat. &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/-976SwRsNNwI/Tt7weZgo-zI/AAAAAAAAFCE/rijSGk9BH_8/s1600/IMG_0529.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-976SwRsNNwI/Tt7weZgo-zI/AAAAAAAAFCE/rijSGk9BH_8/s320/IMG_0529.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dh0ZiBgN0JI/Tt7wfKJSp2I/AAAAAAAAFCM/HFeqY2y3_gw/s1600/IMG_0530.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dh0ZiBgN0JI/Tt7wfKJSp2I/AAAAAAAAFCM/HFeqY2y3_gw/s320/IMG_0530.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kuNWKqHcQwE/Tt7vboWaFYI/AAAAAAAAE-8/5H4qQ-2qWcU/s1600/IMG_0537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kuNWKqHcQwE/Tt7vboWaFYI/AAAAAAAAE-8/5H4qQ-2qWcU/s320/IMG_0537.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnson landed in the tree that night.&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/-dYciCa8VDy8/Tt7vcWoBvoI/AAAAAAAAE_E/1YonvNnQbAQ/s1600/IMG_0538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dYciCa8VDy8/Tt7vcWoBvoI/AAAAAAAAE_E/1YonvNnQbAQ/s320/IMG_0538.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while at Target (it's a disease!) Mike convinced me to get another fake tree since his hands get all break-outy when he puts the lights on a real tree.&amp;nbsp; (Rest assured gentle reader, there will still be live trees in the Brady house.&amp;nbsp; Humbug, or no Humbug.)&amp;nbsp; He set it up last night, and this afternoon the kids put ornaments on it.&amp;nbsp; Does the hat kill you? She wears it all the time.&amp;nbsp; Charley is almost as into Christmas as B is.&amp;nbsp; Loves to see Santa, knows about the presents (&lt;i&gt;is &lt;/i&gt;related to me and Lee you know) loves the countdown calendar.&amp;nbsp; B. of course it very into it.&amp;nbsp; Lots of Christmas shows and St. Nick brought some new Christmas books.&amp;nbsp; &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/-t5s1U_F6n-w/Tt7whbEwr7I/AAAAAAAAFCc/wVGnwgGrUGk/s1600/P1030962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-u8Kq8jN6mBw/Tt7veyeKG2I/AAAAAAAAE_M/Bp6wzGSvOvM/s1600/P1030990.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u8Kq8jN6mBw/Tt7veyeKG2I/AAAAAAAAE_M/Bp6wzGSvOvM/s320/P1030990.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LzBpPCk3Xd8/Tt7vtyWm8NI/AAAAAAAAFAE/Tb65OS_ySso/s1600/P1030999.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LzBpPCk3Xd8/Tt7vtyWm8NI/AAAAAAAAFAE/Tb65OS_ySso/s320/P1030999.JPG" width="240" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hsXPQvMK2h4/Tt7vvtVgdYI/AAAAAAAAFAM/-qluCo3Oe4Q/s1600/P1040001.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hsXPQvMK2h4/Tt7vvtVgdYI/AAAAAAAAFAM/-qluCo3Oe4Q/s320/P1040001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, this evening, inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.notimeforflashcards.com/2011/12/fast-mess-free-glitter-ornaments.html"&gt;No Time For Flashcards&lt;/a&gt;, the girls and I made a couple more glittery ornaments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ddMa_h72eKU/Tt7vxoSKvpI/AAAAAAAAFAU/8LcJf443Edc/s1600/P1040013.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ddMa_h72eKU/Tt7vxoSKvpI/AAAAAAAAFAU/8LcJf443Edc/s320/P1040013.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Finally, I finished a little painting for B's room.&amp;nbsp; It was inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.lilblueboo.com/2010/06/personalized-hardboard-nursery-art.html"&gt;Lil Blue Boo &lt;/a&gt;(yes, I spend to much time reading her blog and buying her clothes for the girls).&amp;nbsp; The painting isn't perfect (Charley actually colored on the first one I started, and on this one too).&amp;nbsp; I used my Silhouette to cut &lt;br /&gt;"stencils."&amp;nbsp; I am working on Charley's now.&amp;nbsp; The dots and paisley's match B's comforter. I will try to get a frame (no, not from Target, maybe a Ribba from Ikea?) and get it up soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x2tU_ztlpyc/Tt7vA-oOYaI/AAAAAAAAE-E/l7pR_B1zr_s/s1600/P1040018.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x2tU_ztlpyc/Tt7vA-oOYaI/AAAAAAAAE-E/l7pR_B1zr_s/s320/P1040018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am up too late.&amp;nbsp; I will never get better unless I sleep.&amp;nbsp; But how to sleep if I am coughing and can't breathe?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And last night we had a dousy of a night.&amp;nbsp; Me not breathing, Charley restless, Shadowing needing out (all before 3am).&amp;nbsp; Then around three, Charley wet our bed, in the next second, B called out that she had to use the bathroom (and will not use the bathroom in her room, needs the one down the hall).&amp;nbsp; So Mike goes in to the girl's room while I strip our bed (holding a sleeping Chuck) and steps in Shadow's accident that she had before he let he out.&amp;nbsp; Total winner last night.&amp;nbsp; Mike will never let me have pets again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-836607027981209567?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/836607027981209567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=836607027981209567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/836607027981209567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/836607027981209567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/12/want-to-know-what.html' title='Want To Know What&apos;s Been Happening Besides Johnspn Sitings?  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We did a simple M. I wanted to do a cowboy boot, but it was too small.  I love the Silhouette!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/12/03/2651.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/12/03/s_2651.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to our town's tree lighting celebration with Grandpa and Pat. I meant to take more pictures.....  We actually missed the revelry because we were still at sushi dinner. We missed it last year too for the same reason. Must eat earlier or later. We did have very delicious hot chocolate as well as chestnuts roasting on an open fire.  We found dining room lights too.  This was one of the milder Christmas walks, so it was a nice evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/12/03/2652.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/12/03/s_2652.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/12/03/2654.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/12/03/s_2654.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-5307233940458049459?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5307233940458049459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=5307233940458049459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/5307233940458049459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/5307233940458049459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/12/are-you-sick-of-photos-of-johnson-yet.html' title='Are you Sick of photos of Johnson yet?'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-5696784810844849173</id><published>2011-12-02T13:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T13:34:36.283-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elf on the shelf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='johnson'/><title type='text'>Where Did We Find Johnson This Morning?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/12/02/1877.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/12/02/s_1877.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating leftover popcorn, checking out the Playmobil catalog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-5696784810844849173?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5696784810844849173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=5696784810844849173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/5696784810844849173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/5696784810844849173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/12/where-did-we-find-johnson-this-morning.html' title='Where Did We Find Johnson This Morning?'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-3075599895229387106</id><published>2011-12-01T09:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T09:28:44.474-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elf on the shelf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='johnson'/><title type='text'>Johnson Has Arrived!</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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Did I mention our Elf on the Shelf last year?&amp;nbsp; I think I did.&amp;nbsp; Our Elf's name is Johnson and he arrived sometime while we were sleeping.&amp;nbsp; We read the Elf in the Shelf book last night to remind ourselves of Johnson's job this holiday season.&amp;nbsp; B also talked about what Johnson would eat and where he would be when she woke up.&amp;nbsp; B found the elf in front of the TV, sitting in her Halloween goodie bag, eating Skittles.&amp;nbsp; (yes, we still have candy left.&amp;nbsp; B only get a treat a day, plus, all the good stuff (read Snickers and Butterfinger and 100 Grands) are gone.&amp;nbsp; All morning B talked about what Johnson will eat next and he needs to take her Christmas list to Santa (I need to photograph her list.&amp;nbsp; She drew pictures and spelled out the words herself.).&amp;nbsp; If the Elf ends up anywhere else amusing (Johnson set the bar high on the first day) I'll be sure to let you know.&amp;nbsp; Waiting on pins and needles aren't you?&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/-R0ERSWOQU1k/TteawBs4WTI/AAAAAAAAE90/1kKwHJJ68xo/s1600/P1030960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R0ERSWOQU1k/TteawBs4WTI/AAAAAAAAE90/1kKwHJJ68xo/s320/P1030960.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-3075599895229387106?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3075599895229387106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=3075599895229387106&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/3075599895229387106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/3075599895229387106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/12/johnson-has-arrived.html' title='Johnson Has Arrived!'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R0ERSWOQU1k/TteawBs4WTI/AAAAAAAAE90/1kKwHJJ68xo/s72-c/P1030960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-6922021378543877159</id><published>2011-11-24T11:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T11:59:46.838-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Neat New Website - Craftgawker</title><content type='html'>I was perusing the time suck that is &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;, and my friend&lt;a href="http://intheyellowhouse.blogspot.com/"&gt; In the Yellow House&lt;/a&gt;, Jennifer, pinned a cute felt flower from the website &lt;a href="http://craftgawker.com/"&gt;Craftgawker&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; So, I clicked over and it is a neat photo gallery of crafty ideas.&amp;nbsp; Click the photo and you are directed to the artist's website.&amp;nbsp; Check out the site if you are looking for some inspiration.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, hopefully, I will treat you to another rendition of &lt;a href="http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-2009.html"&gt;What I Am Not Thankful For&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It seems I forgot to not be thankful last year.&amp;nbsp; This year, I will try not to disappoint.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-6922021378543877159?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6922021378543877159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=6922021378543877159&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/6922021378543877159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/6922021378543877159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/11/neat-new-website-craftgawker.html' title='Neat New Website - Craftgawker'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-2823589496518708491</id><published>2011-11-21T21:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T18:04:22.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Monday in November</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;&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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday, we celebrated my nephews 23rd birthday. &amp;nbsp; So weird, I cannot believe he is so grown.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, B also had a mate's birthday party to attend.&amp;nbsp; Here is what she wore:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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(And yes, I am already listening to Christmas music.&amp;nbsp; I have a love hate relationship with it.&amp;nbsp; I love the zippiness of it, but like I told Mike, it depresses me at the same time.&amp;nbsp; Crazy right?&amp;nbsp; That's my middle name, don't you know.) I think if I got a bit more time to make things, and a little more sleep I would be a good Mom instead of the sub-par one I am right now.&amp;nbsp;&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;**(Cue the paragraph where we skipped swimming lessons - bad mom, bad mom.)**&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;Yesterday morning, we were supposed to go to swimming, but with the lack of sleep and the last couple of nights being late, we skipped it and stayed in our pjs all day (well, the kids did - I showered and dressed).&amp;nbsp; We ate breakfast, turned on a movie we half-watched, made art, cleaned up.&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;While Charley slept, I worked in my office/craft room.&amp;nbsp; What do you think about the word "craft?"&amp;nbsp; Does it have a good connotation?&amp;nbsp; You say "craft show" to my husband, and he equates it with an afternoon that will age him 30 years.&amp;nbsp; Another way to look at it is a craft is something learned, be it knitting, welding or wood-working.&amp;nbsp; So, segue into B wanting to learn to knit.&amp;nbsp; She found a set of knitting needles in my craft room and asked if I would teach her.&amp;nbsp; "OK, let em find some yarn and needles,"&amp;nbsp; I said.&amp;nbsp; I found the stuff, and tried to cast on.&amp;nbsp; HA!&amp;nbsp; I didn't remember.&amp;nbsp; It has been at least two years since I have picked up knitting needles.&amp;nbsp; So, I pulled out my trusty Stitch and Bitch book, with illustrations, and cast on.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I showed B how to knit, but it is hard when your hands and fingers are little. So, we worked together.&amp;nbsp; This is how far we got before it got boring to her.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Wmb1wSzU6M/TssaKu6UzaI/AAAAAAAAE80/8mxIkKe1JgY/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Wmb1wSzU6M/TssaKu6UzaI/AAAAAAAAE80/8mxIkKe1JgY/s320/photo.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I picked up the yarn and B found some books to occupy herself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_TA4LvvIN-Q/Tssam4LlVpI/AAAAAAAAE9s/7FS08Honk2U/s1600/P1030928.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_TA4LvvIN-Q/Tssam4LlVpI/AAAAAAAAE9s/7FS08Honk2U/s1600/P1030928.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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;/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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VhfxAv52eTU/TssaL7eWzUI/AAAAAAAAE88/-lEqEJuqFcA/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VhfxAv52eTU/TssaL7eWzUI/AAAAAAAAE88/-lEqEJuqFcA/s320/photo.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley took a nice nap and afterward we played in the toy room.&amp;nbsp; The only bad thing about a playroom upstairs?&amp;nbsp; I have to go up with them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They want to be around me (us).&amp;nbsp; So, up I went.&amp;nbsp; We played tea party and cars and dolls.&amp;nbsp; YEAH!&amp;nbsp; or not.&amp;nbsp; I am not much of a player.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am a puzzle doer, or a book reader, or I do Teach me Toddler on the iPad with Charley (who, by the way, knows her shapes, colors, some letters by site, one or two by sound, and her numbers).&amp;nbsp; She is working on counting, using three and four repeatedly.&amp;nbsp; She is also talking a lot more.&amp;nbsp; Lots of new words.&amp;nbsp; Some she just says, without a prompt.&amp;nbsp; It is great.&amp;nbsp; Some two word statements too.&amp;nbsp; She says "read book," "ready set," "love you," "thank you," and she said something else this morning, but we were super late, and my mind was elsewhere.&amp;nbsp; I remember congratulating her on her language (I hate the saying "use your words") but I cannot remember what she said. However, we had school conferences today, and Charley's teachers let me know that she should be able to dress herself - including her shoes.&amp;nbsp; Whoops.&amp;nbsp; Funny, I potty trained her, well almost a year ago, and I never even thought that she could be dressing herself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley's does have excellent fine motor skills.&amp;nbsp; I love to watch her use a pencil or paint brush. &amp;nbsp; Charley loves to paint.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kIvLb5_NLI4/TssaSo-q68I/AAAAAAAAE9E/PHWxZTtr2hs/s1600/P1030934.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kIvLb5_NLI4/TssaSo-q68I/AAAAAAAAE9E/PHWxZTtr2hs/s320/P1030934.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes she even paints paper instead of herself.&amp;nbsp; I would have never let B paint herself.&amp;nbsp; Poor B.&amp;nbsp; Back when she was little, I know a woman with a child B's age who's kid always had dirty finger nails.&amp;nbsp; I hated seeing that kid's fingernails.&amp;nbsp; If B's nails got dirty, it was straight to soak in the bath.&amp;nbsp; I never wanted her digging in the dirt.&amp;nbsp; Now?&amp;nbsp; I still hate dirty fingernails, but kids learn so much by touching and digging and getting dirty.&amp;nbsp; Charley gets a lot of joy painting her hands and stamping them on the paper.&amp;nbsp; Same with stamp pads.&amp;nbsp; These days, my kids have stained hands almost all the time.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes even though they've had a bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZv7d3pi6HY/TssaWPttL-I/AAAAAAAAE9M/PxIO5ZmcILc/s1600/P1030936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZv7d3pi6HY/TssaWPttL-I/AAAAAAAAE9M/PxIO5ZmcILc/s320/P1030936.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B was making little impressions in paper with an embosser, then cutting them out.&amp;nbsp; I had B's conferences today too.&amp;nbsp; Turns out, she likes things her way.&amp;nbsp; HA!&amp;nbsp; That and she doesn't like to work on things that challenge her.&amp;nbsp; Great.&amp;nbsp; Total underachiever coming our way.&amp;nbsp; Doesn't get that from me or her father. Double HA!&amp;nbsp; Still, they say she is a good girl.&amp;nbsp; Polite and everything.&amp;nbsp; So, I did something right. &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/-ldVdZMHF9Zk/TssacEsFaJI/AAAAAAAAE9U/hWbek9GZ-bw/s1600/P1030937.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldVdZMHF9Zk/TssacEsFaJI/AAAAAAAAE9U/hWbek9GZ-bw/s320/P1030937.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then B wanted to paint with Charley.&amp;nbsp; Then are playing more and more together.&amp;nbsp; Not so much toys, but they chase each other around, jump around.&amp;nbsp; Wear each other out.&amp;nbsp; And they hug and kiss and worry if the other is crying (unless B made Charley cry).&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/-LGxHBTXhvTg/TssafmQcrDI/AAAAAAAAE9c/jM7gOYvRsPQ/s1600/P1030938.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LGxHBTXhvTg/TssafmQcrDI/AAAAAAAAE9c/jM7gOYvRsPQ/s320/P1030938.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice thing about the art room is the lack of carpet.&amp;nbsp; Mike and I knew we were not carpet people before we moved in, but it has been beat into our head this last couple of weeks.&amp;nbsp; I cannot imagine the type of people who have carpet everywhere (they must be so neat without kids and pets).&amp;nbsp; I was worried about the dogs dragging mud onto the carpet.&amp;nbsp; That hasn't happened - yet.&amp;nbsp; But everything else has happened.&amp;nbsp; It is crazy.&amp;nbsp; I cannot wait until it is all gone.&amp;nbsp; It is bad enough it stains, but it also holds smell.&amp;nbsp; And even if it isn't smelling like cat urine, it still smells like the cleaner, which is almost as bad.&amp;nbsp; YUCK!&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/-KnQ3kOeZ1Jg/Tssajv8iDNI/AAAAAAAAE9k/OQcAOAFj7a4/s1600/P1030939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KnQ3kOeZ1Jg/Tssajv8iDNI/AAAAAAAAE9k/OQcAOAFj7a4/s320/P1030939.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in the Brady house is becoming a little more "regular."&amp;nbsp; You know, just in time for the Holiday revelry.&amp;nbsp; Charley is spending more and more time in her own bed.&amp;nbsp; Mike went and bought a mattress, so she will be in a twin bed as opposed to a toddler bed.&amp;nbsp; Isabel, our cat, had another round of radioactive iodine for her thyroid, so she is also keeping us up all night.&amp;nbsp; Since she is radioactive, she cannot sleep with us - for another week and a half.&amp;nbsp; She meows all night long.&amp;nbsp; Tries to open the door.&amp;nbsp; Arg!&amp;nbsp; I am hoping sleep comes to our house soon.&amp;nbsp; I am an angry mother to begin with, add a lack of sleep and I am a beast.&amp;nbsp; It would only be worse if I ran out of green tea and chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this post reads wonky, since I have been writing it for the last 24hrs.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, you get the jist. &amp;nbsp; I should go back and edit and move around, but dinner is almost ready.&amp;nbsp; It is chicken noodle soup.&amp;nbsp; Perfect for the rainy day we are having. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-2823589496518708491?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2823589496518708491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=2823589496518708491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/2823589496518708491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/2823589496518708491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/11/lazy-monday-in-november.html' title='Lazy Monday in November'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_TA4LvvIN-Q/Tssam4LlVpI/AAAAAAAAE9s/7FS08Honk2U/s72-c/P1030928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-7091733663159001771</id><published>2011-11-13T19:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:50:46.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brady House Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I took a couple of pictures of the house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the view from the family room door.&amp;nbsp; I was trying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to capture the snow the other day.&amp;nbsp; It was really&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;coming down!&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/-YAClWceJ2nY/TsBs7WveGRI/AAAAAAAAE7Q/PglmPiz-NpI/s1600/P1030913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YAClWceJ2nY/TsBs7WveGRI/AAAAAAAAE7Q/PglmPiz-NpI/s320/P1030913.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the front courtyard, right outside the dining room.&lt;/div&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/-PYlzAjs4VS0/TsBs0SKFcMI/AAAAAAAAE7I/MTavXRTYFHM/s1600/P1030911.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PYlzAjs4VS0/TsBs0SKFcMI/AAAAAAAAE7I/MTavXRTYFHM/s320/P1030911.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the art room.&amp;nbsp; It is supposed to be the kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eating area.&amp;nbsp; But really, who needs more than one place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to eat? 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XN6rEQc9pbg/TsBvjVWW-DI/AAAAAAAAE8Q/bTmOaat8n5U/s1600/P1030916.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XN6rEQc9pbg/TsBvjVWW-DI/AAAAAAAAE8Q/bTmOaat8n5U/s320/P1030916.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yEF41BKEFts/TsBvmweIouI/AAAAAAAAE8g/z7NDeuUk85s/s1600/P1030918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yEF41BKEFts/TsBvmweIouI/AAAAAAAAE8g/z7NDeuUk85s/s320/P1030918.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids love it.&amp;nbsp; We got the shelves (Ikea) Thursday and finished putting them together on Saturday.&amp;nbsp; Mike and I unpacked the supplies and the girls got right to work.&amp;nbsp; Stamping, play doh, painting, markers and clay.&amp;nbsp; Just since Saturday.&amp;nbsp; Isn't the light cute?&amp;nbsp; Ikea too.&amp;nbsp; The space is nice because there is a lot of light.&amp;nbsp; In the photo above, you can see the screen porch.&amp;nbsp; So there are windows on two sides of the room.&amp;nbsp; Hard to arrange furniture, but nice and light.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;B is having a great time in the Brady House.&amp;nbsp; She has made some new friends.&amp;nbsp; Friends who run around outside!&amp;nbsp; B played outside with them yesterday and today.&amp;nbsp; They are older than her, but very sweet.&amp;nbsp; The oldest is 12, so I feel comfortable with B playing without constant supervision (that and I can see the yards across the street from the kitchen and laundry room window (which I also got put away this weekend.&amp;nbsp; Mud room/laundry room. Mike hung up these cute little racks for me to hang my clothes.)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Back to B, the girls are great.&amp;nbsp; They taught her how to jump rope!&amp;nbsp; I am glad for her.&amp;nbsp; The kids on James Street were younger and didn't play outside in the front like B did - plus the Brady House is on a street that is way less busy with traffic.&amp;nbsp; Mostly people walking their dogs (we are in the minority&amp;nbsp; - we never walk Shadow and Layla.&amp;nbsp; Mostly because of Shadow.&amp;nbsp; Since she is over a 100 in people years, just running around the house and yard with Layla are enough to wear her out and make her ache).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I get more stuff put away, I will through up more pictures.&amp;nbsp; You'll never see the basement.&amp;nbsp; It is box city.&amp;nbsp; Next up, it the play room, my office and if I ever get a mattress, the girls room.&amp;nbsp; How scary can it be to buy a mattress?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-7091733663159001771?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7091733663159001771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=7091733663159001771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/7091733663159001771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/7091733663159001771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/11/brady-house-pictures.html' title='Brady House Pictures'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YAClWceJ2nY/TsBs7WveGRI/AAAAAAAAE7Q/PglmPiz-NpI/s72-c/P1030913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-6996457093947533744</id><published>2011-11-10T14:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T17:32:12.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life In The Brady House</title><content type='html'>So far, life in the Brady House is good. There are still boxes to unpack.&amp;nbsp; Stuff to organize and put away.&amp;nbsp; Mattresses to buy.&amp;nbsp; Leaves to rake.&amp;nbsp; Shelves to put together.&amp;nbsp; Snow clothes to find (because my Brady House readers, snow fell from the sky this afternoon).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Below is the front of the house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&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/-EyaoZ962YV8/Trw3hbyCXrI/AAAAAAAAE64/B45D_DxduVc/s1600/P1030905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EyaoZ962YV8/Trw3hbyCXrI/AAAAAAAAE64/B45D_DxduVc/s320/P1030905.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is the only picture you are getting until, you know, I unpack the boxes and organize and put stuff away.&amp;nbsp; Because there is still at least one unpacked box in each room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than a plethora of boxes, I LOVE OUR NEW HOUSE.&amp;nbsp; Love it.&amp;nbsp; I drove past the James Street house last night (a house which I also loved) and I just felt a little bad for leaving it.&amp;nbsp; The Brady House has a great feeling.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what it is, but I am actually calmer in this house.&amp;nbsp; Now, this still means I yell at the kids and animals, but I do it less often.&amp;nbsp; Unless, like yesterday, we were late (later than usual) for school, B wouldn't go to the bathroom and get dressed and Shadow couldn't find me (I was in the bathroom harassing B to go) to let her out and went both numbers on the carpet.&amp;nbsp; Yes, the carpet, which as God as my witness will be history soon.&amp;nbsp; You know where everyone goes to make a mess, be it urine, poop or puke?&amp;nbsp; Or mud or leaves or MARKER (the second day we were here)?&amp;nbsp; No, no, no, not the hardwood floor, not the tile, NOT OUTSIDE, but the very light colored carpet.&amp;nbsp; We've lived in Bradyville for 2 weeks today and we have stains and, uhem, smells already.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But, as usual, I digress.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE our new house.&amp;nbsp; Well, until I get the Nicor bill.&amp;nbsp; About 65%% of the outside walls are giant windows with sliders.&amp;nbsp; Beautiful light coming in, along with a nice chill.&amp;nbsp; I just ordered blankets for the girl's beds.&amp;nbsp; Girl's beds, you ask.&amp;nbsp; Yes, Charley is in B's old toddler bed.&amp;nbsp; Not sleeping with me.&amp;nbsp; (Who is, you ask?&amp;nbsp; Mike.&amp;nbsp; Very weird.&amp;nbsp; Two years he slept in the other room.&amp;nbsp; How long do you think he'll last with my snoring?)&amp;nbsp; How is it going with Charley in her own room/bed?&amp;nbsp; Well, let me tell you, the bags and circles under my eyes are substantial.&amp;nbsp; The past couple of nights Mike has gone to calm her, but when she rouses at 3 am, HE is sawing logs, so I go and lay with her.&amp;nbsp; In. A. Toddler. Bed.&amp;nbsp; OK, OK, I am not as tall as some people, but a toddler bed is really too small for Charley and I to share.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I ordered her the same bed as B's (there are sharing a room right now) but I forgot to get a mattress.&amp;nbsp; It has been over a week and I still haven't gotten a mattress.&amp;nbsp; Mike said I need to negotiate.&amp;nbsp; Then I looked a the Back to Bed website.&amp;nbsp; There are a lot of mattresses out there.&amp;nbsp; Which is the right one?&amp;nbsp; I am very intimidated.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to get a bad one.&amp;nbsp; So, because of my lack of mattress confidence, I am still sleeping part of the night in a bed to small for even Mike.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to how much I love our new house.&amp;nbsp; It is still close to everything.&amp;nbsp; I still see people from our old neighborhood (namely Marci, Markus, Max and Madison).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Layla seems to love the larger fenced in yard.&amp;nbsp; Shadow, well, Shadow loves the carpet - to POOP on.&amp;nbsp; She is old, almost 15 (this January), I suppose it is a lot for a dog that is over a 100 in people years.&amp;nbsp; The cats are doing well, too.&amp;nbsp; Isabel has taken up residence in my bedroom.&amp;nbsp; Anna, well, let's hope wherever Anna is, she isn't urinating on something I want to keep.&amp;nbsp; (I say, there is a lot of excrement in our house, isn't there?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had some issue getting TV, internet and phone service.&amp;nbsp; We aren't having luck with Uverse, so we are trying Comcast this weekend.&amp;nbsp; I just want our old phone number, HD TV and internet that works in more than half the house. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, despite all the mess, the Brady House is great.&amp;nbsp; And in a couple of years, when I am finally unpacked, we have more furniture, and maybe some window blinds, the house will be fabulous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-6996457093947533744?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6996457093947533744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=6996457093947533744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/6996457093947533744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/6996457093947533744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-in-brady-house.html' title='Life In The Brady House'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EyaoZ962YV8/Trw3hbyCXrI/AAAAAAAAE64/B45D_DxduVc/s72-c/P1030905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-2901549191995396562</id><published>2011-11-05T08:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T08:51:40.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween at the Brady House</title><content type='html'>We've moved to our new home, the Brady House, as we call it. Ok, I will explain quickly.  We each saw the house on the internet and when we told each other about it, we both called it the Brady House. The house is from the early 60's and is an A-frame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I get to the important part?  Pictures of the girls in their costumes?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/05/1032.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/05/s_1032.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/05/1033.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/05/s_1033.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/05/1034.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/05/s_1034.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/11/05/1035.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/11/05/s_1035.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B and Charley had a fun time.  They went to a couple of houses around us, then we went to our old hood for a party. B went out trick or treating with all the kids. Charley stayed with me and ate soup.  It was a great party. Good food, lots of kids and fun friends. Mike and I didn't dress up. We were the only ones. Our friends Marci and Markus had the best costumes. Marci was Flo from then progressive commercials and Markus was Mayhem from the Allstate ads.  Marci had the winged eye liner and teased hair bump (and the white clothes and Progressive apron) and Markus had on a pink headband and a butterfly band aid at his temple.  Cracked  me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, it took a bit for the kids to chill. Even though they really didn't eat a ton of candy. We, I mean B, is slowly working through her bag of candy.  Snickers and Milk Duds are mine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got Internet. So, I will take some proper photos of the house and post a post. I need to do some fancy change of address cards. Or not.  My craft room (yes, a craft room. Yeah!) will be the last to get set up, so&lt;br /&gt;I think I will do a combo Christmas card/moving announcement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-2901549191995396562?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2901549191995396562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=2901549191995396562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/2901549191995396562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/2901549191995396562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-at-brady-house.html' title='Halloween at the Brady House'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-8238553337486679600</id><published>2011-10-23T08:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T08:29:35.100-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween Treat Bags</title><content type='html'>Instead of packing, I made treat bags for B and Charley's classes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/23/1184.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/23/s_1184.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my usual crazy bags, just simple white bags that I markered to look like ghosts. Filled with candy and toys. The worst part was the stinky Sanford marker. I was supposed to use it to mark boxes. Oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-8238553337486679600?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/8238553337486679600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=8238553337486679600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/8238553337486679600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/8238553337486679600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-treat-bags.html' title='Halloween Treat Bags'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-4868376044315040812</id><published>2011-10-20T13:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T13:44:13.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>B's Latest Hair Style</title><content type='html'>So last night, after her bath, B asked if she could cut her Polly's (as in Pocket) hair. Mike said no. Mike went on to make me some tea while did laundry in the basement. The girls were playing or so we thought. About 20 minutes later we were watching TV when I noticed B's hair looked odd. Oh my God she cut it. A lot of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/20/2140.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/20/s_2140.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fixed it with some color, hair spray and a head band. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we explained that it would take long time to grow back and that we'd have to get the mullet she had left cut off, she was a little upset.  She didn't want to go to school until it grew back. Right, like next Halloween? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, I freaked. I found a pile of hair behind the kitchen set where she was hiding when she took the craft scissors to her hair (you better bet that the scissors will be up high in the new house). She looked like Carol Brady. You know, the mullet look from the later episodes. Plus, she hacked her bangs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/20/2141.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/20/s_2141.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/20/2142.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/20/s_2142.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were lucky Rox had an opening after school today. I emailed her last night to give her the heads up and she was still shocked at how much B cut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rox started cutting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/20/2143.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/20/s_2143.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cutting......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/20/2144.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/20/s_2144.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/20/2145.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/20/s_2145.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/20/2146.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/20/s_2146.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/20/2147.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/20/s_2147.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/20/2148.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/20/s_2148.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/20/2149.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/20/s_2149.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry the pictures are crappy, B did not want her photo taken.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/10/20/2150.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/10/20/s_2150.jpg' border='0' width='400' height='400' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-4868376044315040812?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4868376044315040812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=4868376044315040812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/4868376044315040812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/4868376044315040812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/10/b-latest-hair-style.html' title='B&amp;#39;s Latest Hair Style'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-1020061982703554274</id><published>2011-10-18T16:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T17:38:16.055-06:00</updated><title type='text'>B's 5th Birthday (plus a couple random Pictures)</title><content type='html'>Well, my little girl turned 5 on October 4th.&amp;nbsp; (So late with this post.)&amp;nbsp; I remember when she was just a baby.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She was so cute.&amp;nbsp; Not terribly sweet.&amp;nbsp; As I remember, she came out crying and cried unless she was nursing.&amp;nbsp; Which she did, a lot.&amp;nbsp; In fact, she nursed so much the first day, she had several wet and poopy diapers her first day of life.&amp;nbsp; TMI?&amp;nbsp; I will be sure to share that fact when she brings home a bearded boy who has a van &lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;a motorcycle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is is my baby at around 4 months (earliest I can find at the moment). &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/-Z5J4dtIpuNs/Tp300kL35fI/AAAAAAAAEus/YrxbCkEBH-E/s1600/IMG_0025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5J4dtIpuNs/Tp300kL35fI/AAAAAAAAEus/YrxbCkEBH-E/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I tried to make her day extra special.&amp;nbsp; She woke up to streamers covering her door.&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/-Fe8ZQYm-QHM/Tp3zts-cicI/AAAAAAAAEuU/51hSX_UL63o/s1600/P1030771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe8ZQYm-QHM/Tp3zts-cicI/AAAAAAAAEuU/51hSX_UL63o/s320/P1030771.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Love the bed head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It4yj1nGeuQ/Tp3zwq6FhsI/AAAAAAAAEuc/haFNEhKj6BM/s1600/P1030772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It4yj1nGeuQ/Tp3zwq6FhsI/AAAAAAAAEuc/haFNEhKj6BM/s320/P1030772.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balloons on her chair for breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f3En3r-jlRA/Tp3z1JhDItI/AAAAAAAAEuk/9TE9uqfrzWk/s1600/P1030774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ve-XBLsJYdA/Tp3ynZx_CcI/AAAAAAAAEsk/k2g4BRBwCJU/s1600/P1030774.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ve-XBLsJYdA/Tp3ynZx_CcI/AAAAAAAAEsk/k2g4BRBwCJU/s320/P1030774.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B1PWRZRxPcU/Tp3yqj9VyUI/AAAAAAAAEss/29jIDQ72C3g/s1600/P1030776.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B1PWRZRxPcU/Tp3yqj9VyUI/AAAAAAAAEss/29jIDQ72C3g/s320/P1030776.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fancy outfit with homemade rainbow shirt (rhinestone&amp;nbsp; - love the Silhouette) with a number 5.&amp;nbsp; New tutu skirt.&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/-_DaOcQjI6j0/Tp3yuyhriNI/AAAAAAAAEs0/cR11gNu2CvY/s1600/P1030779.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_DaOcQjI6j0/Tp3yuyhriNI/AAAAAAAAEs0/cR11gNu2CvY/s320/P1030779.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone else needed a skirt too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qMkk4WAnHlI/Tp3yyWCGouI/AAAAAAAAEs8/aqo5lGl1_08/s1600/P1030780.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qMkk4WAnHlI/Tp3yyWCGouI/AAAAAAAAEs8/aqo5lGl1_08/s320/P1030780.JPG" width="240" /&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 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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yISqu2zFmN8/Tp3y3yUicaI/AAAAAAAAEtE/un-sSQcNfew/s1600/P1030783.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yISqu2zFmN8/Tp3y3yUicaI/AAAAAAAAEtE/un-sSQcNfew/s320/P1030783.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zPyBfeTMPug/Tp3zqxKHCeI/AAAAAAAAEuM/g5hiwxh-KmY/s1600/photo.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zPyBfeTMPug/Tp3zqxKHCeI/AAAAAAAAEuM/g5hiwxh-KmY/s320/photo.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the photo they took at school.&amp;nbsp; &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;/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;/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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Opening presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B1yPvKmD9fk/Tp3y-GccHJI/AAAAAAAAEtU/qS18h_0DEJY/s1600/P1030786.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B1yPvKmD9fk/Tp3y-GccHJI/AAAAAAAAEtU/qS18h_0DEJY/s320/P1030786.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with presents.&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/-KruaQ-4pq2s/Tp3zBu6dvOI/AAAAAAAAEtc/DQvyVLWClPo/s1600/P1030794.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KruaQ-4pq2s/Tp3zBu6dvOI/AAAAAAAAEtc/DQvyVLWClPo/s320/P1030794.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to a cousin who called to wish her Happy Birthday!&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/-weaK4B9-rFw/Tp3zFX1R4rI/AAAAAAAAEtk/ycmw0E-1hdM/s1600/P1030797.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-weaK4B9-rFw/Tp3zFX1R4rI/AAAAAAAAEtk/ycmw0E-1hdM/s320/P1030797.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for the birthday dinner at Sushi Dinner.&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/-bsMoKWtgmnU/Tp3ugBcS0jI/AAAAAAAAEqE/xOa9ABNqaEY/s1600/P1030818.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bsMoKWtgmnU/Tp3ugBcS0jI/AAAAAAAAEqE/xOa9ABNqaEY/s320/P1030818.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Walking to sushi dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-16RV-Pqu1t0/Tp3zJt-4orI/AAAAAAAAEts/sQBGIPrtkYw/s1600/P1030800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-16RV-Pqu1t0/Tp3zJt-4orI/AAAAAAAAEts/sQBGIPrtkYw/s320/P1030800.JPG" width="240" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLkIhWZQW1I/Tp3zM0nBwVI/AAAAAAAAEt0/bbTDkIVSCz4/s1600/P1030805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YLkIhWZQW1I/Tp3zM0nBwVI/AAAAAAAAEt0/bbTDkIVSCz4/s320/P1030805.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday mochi ice cream.&lt;br /&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/-A3CREmpxv5I/Tp3zQ6wtHvI/AAAAAAAAEt8/WqTYnpmHoC4/s1600/P1030806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A3CREmpxv5I/Tp3zQ6wtHvI/AAAAAAAAEt8/WqTYnpmHoC4/s320/P1030806.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick stop to see the fish.&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/-hK3gUrFPzXk/Tp3uWXRormI/AAAAAAAAEps/yimPYPswxzw/s1600/P1030810.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hK3gUrFPzXk/Tp3uWXRormI/AAAAAAAAEps/yimPYPswxzw/s320/P1030810.JPG" width="240" /&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/-hOamjD4A4sI/Tp3uZaFn-KI/AAAAAAAAEp0/HbLDodym3PE/s1600/P1030812.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Close, but no cigar.&amp;nbsp; I have Charley's about 75% done, B's are cut.&amp;nbsp; There is a reason, kind of.&amp;nbsp; This James Street Family is moving on down to the South Side of town.&amp;nbsp; To Meadows Road.&amp;nbsp; Do I need to change the blog name?&amp;nbsp; Life on Meadows Road does not have the same ring as Life on James Street.&amp;nbsp; What to do?&amp;nbsp; How about On The Corner of Ray and Meadows?&amp;nbsp; (We do like our corner lots, even though some realtor thought the corner lot was a negative!).&amp;nbsp; Anyway, Mike got a dumpster and I started packing and cleaning out cabinets.&amp;nbsp; Our spice cabinet alone spoke to my dis-organization.&amp;nbsp; Spices (some quite old), booze (a dusty bottle of Tanqueray - probably from our last house), nail polish remover, extra invites to LAST years Christmas Tea, a baby photo of B with Mike as Santa, bag of old wine corks, candles, natural flea spray, and a three bottles or rice vinegar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am working on the pants while the kids play in the room.&amp;nbsp; Packing some while they are at school.&amp;nbsp; And, throwing out anything that has more than an inch of dust on it.&amp;nbsp; Wish us luck, and if you have a new name suggestion, I am all ears.&amp;nbsp; Which I kind of am.&amp;nbsp; I truly worry I will have Martha Stewart ears when I am her age and I won't have her disposable income to buy big enough diamonds to make my ears seem normal sized.&amp;nbsp; Really check out her huge ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="293" src="http://fastcache.gawkerassets.com/assets/images/7/2004/07/medium_marthaseara.jpg" width="400" /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-5920823608585932617?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5920823608585932617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=5920823608585932617&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/5920823608585932617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/5920823608585932617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/10/kcwc-update-as-well-as-some-news.html' title='KCWC Update As Well As Some News'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-5725525585868475108</id><published>2011-10-18T14:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T14:12:29.750-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B style'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><title type='text'>B's Fancy Hair</title><content type='html'>I took Charley to get her mullet trimmed and Roxanne our stylist introduce B to Color Bugs.   A little hairspray, chalky Color Bug and a bit more hair spray. Instant hair color. B loves her purple hair.  We also have pink and orange, so keep an eye out for those. Rox did a better job than I do. 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type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/10/photo-alert.html' title='Photo Alert'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-6198334827485828964</id><published>2011-10-11T10:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T11:20:47.202-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KCWC. Elsie Marley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charley&apos;s clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B&apos;s Clothes'/><title type='text'>Elsie Marley KCWC - KIds Clothing Challenge Week October 10 - 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;KCWC is a twice-annual event where  Elsie Marley challenges me (you) to commit to sew children's clothes for an hour each day for 7 days.  So, despite the mess I have left over from B's party, the ton of laundry that needs to put away and the fact the we **may** be moving on the 27th, I am going to try and use the fabric and patterns I bought to at least sew the girls some corduroy pants.  I am using an Oliver and S pattern - which is really the first paper-type/non-pdf pattern I have used in a long while.  I bought some grey corduroy at Joann's for B's pants and some pink corduroy from Vogue (using some of my birthday gift certificate - thanks Cathie P.).  So, here it is out there, that I am doing this challenge.  Now that it is public, I have to do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;So far, I have spent my time transferring the pattern in both sizes and cutting the fabric.  I have my machines all set up.  I am just going to re-read the instructions and hope for the best.  Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elsiemarley.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/kcwc_button3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-3943" title="kcwc_button_fall_2011" src="http://www.elsiemarley.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/kcwc_button3.jpg" alt="kcwc_button_fall_2011" height="150" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I will post what little pictures I have from B's party.  I worked so hard on it, and forgot to get the camera going.  Yikes, where is my brain!  I have a couple, and B's Grandfather took some pictures that he will hopefully email to me - Hint, Hint Mr. B). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-6198334827485828964?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6198334827485828964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=6198334827485828964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/6198334827485828964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/6198334827485828964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/10/elsie-marley-kcwc-kids-clothing.html' title='Elsie Marley KCWC - KIds Clothing Challenge Week October 10 - 17'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-9105945333617888543</id><published>2011-09-29T14:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T14:37:17.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is This Kid Cute or What?</title><content type='html'>Here are a couple of pictures I took on the way to school this week.&amp;nbsp; Before you say I am favoring Charley over B, B does not want her photo taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7AEKa40Z3go/ToTIYSWpdlI/AAAAAAAAEnc/rDkz8XN2XOo/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7AEKa40Z3go/ToTIYSWpdlI/AAAAAAAAEnc/rDkz8XN2XOo/s320/photo.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tueday&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f5Xy-qciPXU/ToTIb0X111I/AAAAAAAAEng/Vcp7ZUkg3ok/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f5Xy-qciPXU/ToTIb0X111I/AAAAAAAAEng/Vcp7ZUkg3ok/s320/photo.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wednesday (today)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know,&amp;nbsp; Chucky picks out most of her clothes.&amp;nbsp; The hat, the shoes, the dress.&amp;nbsp; I wanted her to put on pants - no way.&amp;nbsp; She is a riot.&amp;nbsp; Of course ask me what I think when she is 12..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-9105945333617888543?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/9105945333617888543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=9105945333617888543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/9105945333617888543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/9105945333617888543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/09/is-this-kid-cute-or-what.html' title='Is This Kid Cute or What?'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7AEKa40Z3go/ToTIYSWpdlI/AAAAAAAAEnc/rDkz8XN2XOo/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-5003678035170623901</id><published>2011-09-28T10:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T13:50:33.583-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>The Happiest Place on Earth - No, I am Not Talking About James Street!</title><content type='html'>As everyone knows, our James Street house has been on the market since   July with lots of showings, but nary an offer.   So,  since we could   burn some of Mike's vacation and because B (not me at all) wanted to go for her birthday and because Mike was afraid of the carnival  birthday  I was planning, we planned a spurish of the moment Disney  trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B  has been more into Disney since she started watching the  Tinker Belle  movies.  And Charley was hugely on board because she  LOVES princesses.   Belle and Tiana especially.  We prepared by watching  movies, some Disney  Travel stuff on Netflix, looking through a Disney  Travel book, reading,  listening to movie sound tracks.  By the time the  plane took off, the  girls (especially B) were so excited!  OK, I was  too.  I love Disney  World.  The magic, the characters, the Beach Club  Pool, the french toast  at the Crystal Palace, Soarin (which I missed  because I had a  headache).  I could just live there.  The kids were so  well behaved,  they had so much fun.  Even though B's favorite part was  the pool.  That  is OK, it was an awesome pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had  taken more pictures ( really, in this era of the digital  camera, does  anyone wish they had taken less photos).  But as the days  went by, and  we had already seen characters, and I was getting tired, it  seemed more  important to just stop saying, "look at me, " while I took a  photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As  I mentioned, we stayed at the Beach Club.  It is an on-property  hotel,  where you can walk to Epcot and Hollywood Studios (or take a boat  or  bus).   It is themed OK.  We got a great room, on the first floor so  we  could just walk out, instead of going through the hotel.  It was  great  when we went to the pool or Epcot.  And, the Beach Club has the  best  pool.  Sand bottom, with a sand bar, a little over my knee at the   deepest.  Just like a beach.  The kids loved it.  Really, we probably   didn't spend enough time at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a little hard with  Charley and her naps, though I want to go back  tomorrow, I think it  would be better if we didn't have the afternoon  nap.  It gave B a  chance to swim or walk around Epcot in the rain with  me, but we could  have done more.  I know, I know, you can't do  everything, and we  didn't, it just would have been nice if we all could  have gone  swimming.  I think Charley was the only kid there who didn't  fall  asleep in a stroller (B did, on the way to dinner one night.  Slept   through dinner, woke up right afterward.  Then we had to get her   dinner).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was AWESOME.  In fact, I am hating the cold,  rainy weather  we have today.   I really cannot say enough about the  trip.  It was so  fantastic!  Really, I am not crazy.  Well, I am, but  you know.  And I  don't remember drinking any Disney-Aid while we were  there.  The place  is clean, the people are friendly and the kids have  plenty to do.  OK,  the food isn't the best, even at the really good  places.  That is a  problem, you have to spend a lot to get food that is  good.  But, we got  the free dining planning promo, so that helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,  the Disney goodness started the night before when the girls unwrapped  some pjs from their Fairy Godmother, who may or may not be living in B's  fairy house.  How do we know it was a fairy that left them?  I saw  pixie dust floating in the air around the presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yd5rx1X6SGA/ToDFGCbazjI/AAAAAAAAEmI/WTVke9x3tnI/s1600/P1030710.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A7rKmiPXxq8/ToDEs7L-9sI/AAAAAAAAEmA/bX28xSMCOSM/s1600/P1030598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A7rKmiPXxq8/ToDEs7L-9sI/AAAAAAAAEmA/bX28xSMCOSM/s320/P1030598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656737408058586818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B got Tink pjs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XYFjDIPKiWY/ToDEsfu3EnI/AAAAAAAAEl4/ULBCaCL0rBk/s1600/P1030599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XYFjDIPKiWY/ToDEsfu3EnI/AAAAAAAAEl4/ULBCaCL0rBk/s320/P1030599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656737400688677490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley got princess pjs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Q4VGP8EkDk/ToDErUZhTfI/AAAAAAAAElw/oQMsIGSO4J4/s1600/P1030601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Q4VGP8EkDk/ToDErUZhTfI/AAAAAAAAElw/oQMsIGSO4J4/s320/P1030601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656737380466511346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B was up and ready to go a bit after 6 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  left from Midway.  It took us a little longer to get there than we  planned.  Traffic, you know.  Oh, and the stop at the donut shop.  Might  as well start the holiday on the right culinary note. (OK, I was freaking!  I did not want to miss our plane.  Truth be told, we have missed the plane to Disney on two other occasions.  Really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane ride  was uneventful.  Charley took a little nap and B watched a movie.  We  did run into out first issue at the airport.  B will not use potty's  that has an automatic flush - and 95% of the toilets at Disney are auto-flush.  While that proved to be a problem, we  still had no accidents the whole trip.  (Thank God for Charley's portable potty - came in very helpful!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are all ready to have some Disney fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GaNJkn-La3c/ToDErK5rPZI/AAAAAAAAElo/J415hGYOOUU/s1600/P1030604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GaNJkn-La3c/ToDErK5rPZI/AAAAAAAAElo/J415hGYOOUU/s320/P1030604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656737377917025682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop?  Epcot.  It is so close to the Beach Club &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and  &lt;/span&gt;we had dinner ADRs (advanced reservations) at the Via Napoli (?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPg2AcB_NFg/ToDECbwxouI/AAAAAAAAElg/iT205KmMGNs/s1600/P1030605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPg2AcB_NFg/ToDECbwxouI/AAAAAAAAElg/iT205KmMGNs/s320/P1030605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656736678068462306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What  (or who) did we see first?  Well, actually it was Mary Poppins, but no  interest from my kids and, there was a line.  So, up next it was  Aladdin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJf31et1VVY/ToDEBgnoziI/AAAAAAAAElY/aoqmZlEuNH8/s1600/P1030609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJf31et1VVY/ToDEBgnoziI/AAAAAAAAElY/aoqmZlEuNH8/s320/P1030609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656736662192442914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B was too shy.  So Charley and Mike visited with him.  Just a few short steps away?  Aurora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEYBJxXON-U/ToDEA_n9uEI/AAAAAAAAElQ/whVyXQpXs0Y/s1600/P1030613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEYBJxXON-U/ToDEA_n9uEI/AAAAAAAAElQ/whVyXQpXs0Y/s320/P1030613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656736653335443522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B thawed a bit and ran around with the Genie's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aNM_bVlGJx4/ToDEATx8idI/AAAAAAAAElI/tUGp36lHf5g/s1600/P1030617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aNM_bVlGJx4/ToDEATx8idI/AAAAAAAAElI/tUGp36lHf5g/s320/P1030617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656736641566149074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  face characters are so good.  They really talk with the children and  make the meet a big deal.  I really didn't expect them to be so  personable.  I guess in the past, we've only seen characters.  They  don't talk, just give hugs and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YnuWSqV0ww/ToDDUrhbDbI/AAAAAAAAElA/0d6dM-NYLWM/s1600/P1030619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YnuWSqV0ww/ToDDUrhbDbI/AAAAAAAAElA/0d6dM-NYLWM/s320/P1030619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656735892025052594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop?  Nemo!  Then Turtle Talk with Crush.  Huge hit with my kids.  On our last trip, B went on Nemo every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oc8ae03BnIs/ToDDUKDlbhI/AAAAAAAAEk4/vC3G6lDl7j4/s1600/P1030621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oc8ae03BnIs/ToDDUKDlbhI/AAAAAAAAEk4/vC3G6lDl7j4/s320/P1030621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656735883041533458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got the characters out of the way.  I think this was the most we waited the whole trip.  About 25 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--uIqH8XCxT4/ToDDTuloo-I/AAAAAAAAEkw/KkouoOQSDV0/s1600/P1030625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--uIqH8XCxT4/ToDDTuloo-I/AAAAAAAAEkw/KkouoOQSDV0/s320/P1030625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656735875668157410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTh9wXotexw/ToDDTJDCStI/AAAAAAAAEko/jmlKIH5WRaw/s1600/P1030631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTh9wXotexw/ToDDTJDCStI/AAAAAAAAEko/jmlKIH5WRaw/s320/P1030631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656735865590926034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YnuWSqV0ww/ToDDUrhbDbI/AAAAAAAAElA/0d6dM-NYLWM/s1600/P1030619.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LN1UvLEhK-4/ToC9QnEA4OI/AAAAAAAAEkY/V0rIRzeaEHY/s1600/P1030635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LN1UvLEhK-4/ToC9QnEA4OI/AAAAAAAAEkY/V0rIRzeaEHY/s320/P1030635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656729225038717154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley  did not like Donald Duck.  Which is strange, because the next day, she  wanted a stuffed Donald.  Wouldn't let it go.  We bought it.   She  really never asked for anything else.  Until we were at the Orlando  airport and Charley wanted a stuffed Simba (the girl in line next to us  had one) and the Disney store there did not have one.  Tears and cries  were loud.  I felt bad, she hadn't really wanted anything except Donald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsEXkrpW8aA/ToC9QPQEy8I/AAAAAAAAEkQ/sVP_IsbKn9M/s1600/P1030638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsEXkrpW8aA/ToC9QPQEy8I/AAAAAAAAEkQ/sVP_IsbKn9M/s320/P1030638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656729218646854594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ganebuNQ5ec/ToC9PsFZ_nI/AAAAAAAAEkI/s7aIDRWah8c/s1600/P1030643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ganebuNQ5ec/ToC9PsFZ_nI/AAAAAAAAEkI/s7aIDRWah8c/s320/P1030643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656729209206865522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WXNwfxUKdew/ToC9RCcdUII/AAAAAAAAEkg/GzJvZrKngck/s1600/P1030632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WXNwfxUKdew/ToC9RCcdUII/AAAAAAAAEkg/GzJvZrKngck/s320/P1030632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656729232389001346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We  headed to dinner after we met the characters.  And though we weren't  expecting much, it was very good.  The pizza was probably an 8 on a  scale of 10.  The salad, tiramisu and the ricotta donuts Mike got were  also good.  The kids soup, was meh.  And it was freezing inside!  Coffee  was tasty too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we slept in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OLBZ15lkvoM/ToC8QU_MvzI/AAAAAAAAEj4/2hXuCIScCSQ/s1600/P1030649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OLBZ15lkvoM/ToC8QU_MvzI/AAAAAAAAEj4/2hXuCIScCSQ/s320/P1030649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656728120675057458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  had 10:30 ADRs at the Crystal Palace at the Magic Kingdom, so Mike went  to the hotel shop and picked up up some pastry and coffee to hold us  over until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qCGpxDb6feM/ToC8QxHz_tI/AAAAAAAAEkA/GYU4dSJVRqA/s1600/P1030648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qCGpxDb6feM/ToC8QxHz_tI/AAAAAAAAEkA/GYU4dSJVRqA/s320/P1030648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656728128227376850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing our time was late, we barely made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I love Main Street USA!  I love the Castle, I love the smell, the feeling, the music.  The most magical place in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rpT0hOEaeyw/ToC8PzBlJAI/AAAAAAAAEjw/6i7ypsEv-kU/s1600/P1030653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rpT0hOEaeyw/ToC8PzBlJAI/AAAAAAAAEjw/6i7ypsEv-kU/s320/P1030653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656728111558239234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First  stop, Breakfast.  (I didn't get a lot of the pastry.)  The Crystal  Palace features the Winnie the Pooh characters.  And really good french  toast.  Like, almost like a donut, fried-goodness, french toast.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qCGpxDb6feM/ToC8QxHz_tI/AAAAAAAAEkA/GYU4dSJVRqA/s1600/P1030648.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N5UyY3kALjU/ToJLhlwUaFI/AAAAAAAAEmo/1gH4gA2nkjk/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N5UyY3kALjU/ToJLhlwUaFI/AAAAAAAAEmo/1gH4gA2nkjk/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657167122373306450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gh4G1eYlR24/ToJLhDqAW3I/AAAAAAAAEmg/yXZPHGiEC0E/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gh4G1eYlR24/ToJLhDqAW3I/AAAAAAAAEmg/yXZPHGiEC0E/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657167113220021106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgqOuSUkYU8/ToC7tW7SydI/AAAAAAAAEjY/rMpwF-ymPas/s1600/P1030659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgqOuSUkYU8/ToC7tW7SydI/AAAAAAAAEjY/rMpwF-ymPas/s320/P1030659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656727519900125650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ESNMkIUEdk0/ToC7s53z89I/AAAAAAAAEjQ/Mfmvz3plkPM/s1600/P1030660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ESNMkIUEdk0/ToC7s53z89I/AAAAAAAAEjQ/Mfmvz3plkPM/s320/P1030660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656727512100893650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0rQtp9v5c0/ToC7sQar2FI/AAAAAAAAEjI/pypvxV8hu7I/s1600/P1030662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0rQtp9v5c0/ToC7sQar2FI/AAAAAAAAEjI/pypvxV8hu7I/s320/P1030662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656727500972873810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z-dQdJ4lF9M/ToC7uLUVpeI/AAAAAAAAEjg/y9qYo2TQrcw/s1600/P1030658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z-dQdJ4lF9M/ToC7uLUVpeI/AAAAAAAAEjg/y9qYo2TQrcw/s320/P1030658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656727533963814370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  toured the Magic Kingdom that day.  Came back to the room around  twoish.  Charley hit the sack and B and I went to the pool.  We had ADRs  at The Plaza - but Charley slept through those.  We ate at Pecos Pete's  or something.  (It was -  well, adequate.)  First, though are photos of  the fabulous pool.  This is just part of it.  There is a giant slide  and a little kids slide (both which went unused by B).  A lazy river,  and regular old pool, plus some more sand.   I wish this were my local  pool.  I can't say awesome enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rtmW_PkAY7w/ToJLiBJdIWI/AAAAAAAAEmw/zM6eif_mvW8/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rtmW_PkAY7w/ToJLiBJdIWI/AAAAAAAAEmw/zM6eif_mvW8/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657167129726493026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42fBqKphSjs/ToJLnOeedgI/AAAAAAAAEm4/ff4tiCxvUK4/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42fBqKphSjs/ToJLnOeedgI/AAAAAAAAEm4/ff4tiCxvUK4/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657167219203667458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we eventually got ready to go to Mickey's Not So Scary Halloween  party.  My girls used the Tinker Bell outfits  I made.   Check out the  pose below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrIRSJ9nY3g/ToC6vEihWoI/AAAAAAAAEi4/l_XFaQPuC1A/s1600/P1030666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrIRSJ9nY3g/ToC6vEihWoI/AAAAAAAAEi4/l_XFaQPuC1A/s320/P1030666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656726449812494978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley didn't get into it nearly as much as B.  She even sat  cross-legged on the bus.  She stayed in the wings and shoes all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OlDUGHEw5gs/ToC6ugU_0PI/AAAAAAAAEiw/pilsJFYiHdM/s1600/P1030667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OlDUGHEw5gs/ToC6ugU_0PI/AAAAAAAAEiw/pilsJFYiHdM/s320/P1030667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656726440092094706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KbwvFhn7mvk/ToC6uJMcXhI/AAAAAAAAEio/ZW1RNiiahPw/s1600/P1030668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KbwvFhn7mvk/ToC6uJMcXhI/AAAAAAAAEio/ZW1RNiiahPw/s320/P1030668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656726433882201618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gbVnHfb4vUM/ToC6v1--7jI/AAAAAAAAEjA/dTpGMge1Tkw/s1600/P1030664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gbVnHfb4vUM/ToC6v1--7jI/AAAAAAAAEjA/dTpGMge1Tkw/s320/P1030664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656726463085211186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop?  Princesses.  Minimal wait, so we thought we would take advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f0IRHeZidPU/ToC5lsBAzQI/AAAAAAAAEig/B38jszrprI4/s1600/P1030673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f0IRHeZidPU/ToC5lsBAzQI/AAAAAAAAEig/B38jszrprI4/s320/P1030673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656725189099048194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e_WRsq6JOr8/ToC5lJ503zI/AAAAAAAAEiY/jfS7hvMI7Zc/s1600/P1030676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e_WRsq6JOr8/ToC5lJ503zI/AAAAAAAAEiY/jfS7hvMI7Zc/s320/P1030676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656725179942100786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I cannot say enough nice things about these princesses.  Belle  was particularly nice.  They were so sweet and kind and patient.   Charley just about plotzed when she saw Belle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UoyWLqHhJDE/ToC5kq2jKhI/AAAAAAAAEiQ/XJ6ROW_1lrA/s1600/P1030678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UoyWLqHhJDE/ToC5kq2jKhI/AAAAAAAAEiQ/XJ6ROW_1lrA/s320/P1030678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656725171606858258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL4Cb9m5qGo/ToC5kUj2IiI/AAAAAAAAEiI/BBDOFYajeFs/s1600/P1030683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FL4Cb9m5qGo/ToC5kUj2IiI/AAAAAAAAEiI/BBDOFYajeFs/s320/P1030683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656725165622829602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no lines, no waiting.   We went on a ton.  B did Big Thunder  Mountain Railroad.  We did the Carousel, Dumbo, Peter Pan, Winnie the  Pooh.  Gosh, I don't even know what else.  We also saw lots of  characters - all in costume.  Charley did a dance party with Chip and  Dale and Goofy and Stich.  We also saw a villians show.  The Shadow Man  sang his "I've got Friends on the Other Side" song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pOv1_j7iaJo/ToC4G6ccauI/AAAAAAAAEiA/5YH3x62LecE/s1600/P1030687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pOv1_j7iaJo/ToC4G6ccauI/AAAAAAAAEiA/5YH3x62LecE/s320/P1030687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656723560884628194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KM4iOFK00TM/ToC4GbNcE4I/AAAAAAAAEh4/o_bsFWSZYtk/s1600/P1030688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KM4iOFK00TM/ToC4GbNcE4I/AAAAAAAAEh4/o_bsFWSZYtk/s320/P1030688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656723552500192130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a rather late night, we got up, well, not bright, but early -  well, not too early either, we almost missed our ADR, for a princess  breakfast at the Norway pavilion at Epcot.  I think the restaurant is  Akershus.  The big draw for us was Belle.  She was the lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FkFeam6Eftw/ToC4GIkTJDI/AAAAAAAAEhw/n-B_W-5BPP8/s1600/P1030692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FkFeam6Eftw/ToC4GIkTJDI/AAAAAAAAEhw/n-B_W-5BPP8/s320/P1030692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656723547495801906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also saw Aurora, Snow White, Cinderella, and Ariel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_XplvpyByBY/ToC4Fn9A5GI/AAAAAAAAEho/LWxsirOcE_4/s1600/P1030699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_XplvpyByBY/ToC4Fn9A5GI/AAAAAAAAEho/LWxsirOcE_4/s320/P1030699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656723538741093474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1nxIhdThbNw/ToC3LkSbpII/AAAAAAAAEhY/uL7ZwID6cxc/s1600/P1030702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1nxIhdThbNw/ToC3LkSbpII/AAAAAAAAEhY/uL7ZwID6cxc/s320/P1030702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656722541324772482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rpEVG8Yy-sA/ToC3LUive3I/AAAAAAAAEhQ/Fx52B9nbHGw/s1600/P1030705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rpEVG8Yy-sA/ToC3LUive3I/AAAAAAAAEhQ/Fx52B9nbHGw/s320/P1030705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656722537098214258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ryHKw9lZ4k/ToC3MDod3AI/AAAAAAAAEhg/3Qzo2TkLm3s/s1600/P1030701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ryHKw9lZ4k/ToC3MDod3AI/AAAAAAAAEhg/3Qzo2TkLm3s/s320/P1030701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656722549738691586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a pit stop at Sourin' then we hit the Animal Kingdom.  You can  see how tired they look.  Poor things.  It was hot too!  B went on  Dinosaur and Charley did the flying dinosaurs.   Charley and I also saw  the Lion King Live on Stage.  Very cool.  I have missed seeing while on  previous trips and it was my one must do.  It is a great park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UuuUX0wKwuY/ToC2jh_W6UI/AAAAAAAAEgo/pv_lW5l-LmU/s1600/P1030730.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DMiiPDYolCs/ToDFGrmY9TI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/-jyraNEodw0/s1600/P1030709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DMiiPDYolCs/ToDFGrmY9TI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/-jyraNEodw0/s320/P1030709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656737850550973746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdWR2e1Z09o/ToDFHAaZDDI/AAAAAAAAEmY/SAAWTQvfh7Q/s1600/P1030707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdWR2e1Z09o/ToDFHAaZDDI/AAAAAAAAEmY/SAAWTQvfh7Q/s320/P1030707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656737856137792562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yd5rx1X6SGA/ToDFGCbazjI/AAAAAAAAEmI/WTVke9x3tnI/s1600/P1030710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yd5rx1X6SGA/ToDFGCbazjI/AAAAAAAAEmI/WTVke9x3tnI/s320/P1030710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656737839499103794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oavv-VBRx2Q/ToC3K9Z6edI/AAAAAAAAEhI/vJVocqPR74o/s1600/P1030711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oavv-VBRx2Q/ToC3K9Z6edI/AAAAAAAAEhI/vJVocqPR74o/s320/P1030711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656722530887170514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RetUAtP0rOs/ToC2lFzsvsI/AAAAAAAAEhA/Ci_rN420Ccs/s1600/P1030720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RetUAtP0rOs/ToC2lFzsvsI/AAAAAAAAEhA/Ci_rN420Ccs/s320/P1030720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656721880307777218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That  night we went to Epcot for dinner.   Mexican pavilion.  Not the  restaurant inside the pyramid, the one by the water.  It was good.  A  bit salty.  Charley was up for dinner.  B was not.  She fell asleep in  the stroller on the way to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nxE-n3ML7EU/ToJL_dWyuQI/AAAAAAAAEnA/oNlx2t1e2io/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nxE-n3ML7EU/ToJL_dWyuQI/AAAAAAAAEnA/oNlx2t1e2io/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657167635514833154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Charley walked, B rode.  We had to get B dinner after we ate  dinner.  Then we went to this little caramel shop at the Germany  pavilion.  Quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5YFIAakbWhw/ToC1k3HUJ4I/AAAAAAAAEgg/44XLnSZt5vw/s1600/P1030733.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xj1QjWQL110/ToJMAEslekI/AAAAAAAAEnI/bXYdizsAcQk/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xj1QjWQL110/ToJMAEslekI/AAAAAAAAEnI/bXYdizsAcQk/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657167646075222594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B kept talking about Splash Mountain, so we headed back to the Magic  Kingdom.  While her and Mike rode in the first seat of the ride and got  soaked, I took Charley to meet Tiana and Tinker Bell.  She was happy to  meet them, but I think she wanted to go with Mike and B on the ride.  We  hit lots of rides after that, so all was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture below shows B holding a love bug.  They were everywhere, and B can find a bug friend wherever she goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YYE9G2NLSVU/ToC2kcf_zPI/AAAAAAAAEg4/5MzBN70UbAY/s1600/P1030726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YYE9G2NLSVU/ToC2kcf_zPI/AAAAAAAAEg4/5MzBN70UbAY/s320/P1030726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656721869219286258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G4sXIWVWRD4/ToC2j7n1I-I/AAAAAAAAEgw/dEo0uNwzSJQ/s1600/P1030727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G4sXIWVWRD4/ToC2j7n1I-I/AAAAAAAAEgw/dEo0uNwzSJQ/s320/P1030727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656721860393772002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(B wore this skirt when we took her to Disney World a couple of years ago.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UuuUX0wKwuY/ToC2jh_W6UI/AAAAAAAAEgo/pv_lW5l-LmU/s1600/P1030730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UuuUX0wKwuY/ToC2jh_W6UI/AAAAAAAAEgo/pv_lW5l-LmU/s320/P1030730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656721853513132354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UuuUX0wKwuY/ToC2jh_W6UI/AAAAAAAAEgo/pv_lW5l-LmU/s1600/P1030730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UuuUX0wKwuY/ToC2jh_W6UI/AAAAAAAAEgo/pv_lW5l-LmU/s320/P1030730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656721853513132354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3HCXDoI14r8/ToC1kVaTXMI/AAAAAAAAEgY/OMsKDy2vn2Q/s1600/P1030735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3HCXDoI14r8/ToC1kVaTXMI/AAAAAAAAEgY/OMsKDy2vn2Q/s320/P1030735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656720767804726466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5YFIAakbWhw/ToC1k3HUJ4I/AAAAAAAAEgg/44XLnSZt5vw/s1600/P1030733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5YFIAakbWhw/ToC1k3HUJ4I/AAAAAAAAEgg/44XLnSZt5vw/s320/P1030733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656720776851892098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wnUzz1I73YU/ToJMBOXL3RI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/9cok6wL9ofE/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wnUzz1I73YU/ToJMBOXL3RI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/9cok6wL9ofE/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657167665849687314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tea Cups where a big hit.  B would not ride It's a Small World, so Charley and I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mY_CQQLJWAk/ToC1jl6CjGI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/gLAhH4QZdnM/s1600/P1030739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mY_CQQLJWAk/ToC1jl6CjGI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/gLAhH4QZdnM/s320/P1030739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656720755052940386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where the trip gets interesting.  Some people asked for a showing the morning we left for Disney.  I originally said no - because we would be gone - and you know the dogs, the cat pee, the way my house looks before we leave for a trip.  But it was a second showing.  So, our realtor Karen, took care of the dogs while the potentials spent over an hour in the house.  Which really, is kind of creepy.  People you don't know, in your house, while you're not home.  Anyway, they made an offer.  So we had to do all that back and forth stuff while on our trip.  Then we had to do all the back and forth to make an offer on the house we want.  That is Mike on the phone doing the high dealin'.  HA!  Anyway, as long as the appraisals and the inspections go all right, we could be moving.  No excitement from me until the fat lady sings.  I'll keep you all updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUlfLvAiM24/ToC1jJ_XxtI/AAAAAAAAEgI/89ubWVhLHF0/s1600/P1030736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUlfLvAiM24/ToC1jJ_XxtI/AAAAAAAAEgI/89ubWVhLHF0/s320/P1030736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656720747559110354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we headed over (by boat) to Hollywood Studios to eat at The Brown Derby.  Which was OK, but our ADR was at 5:50, and I bet it took almost an hour to get seated.  (B found a friend to play with while we waited.) Then, while the service was fine, it was slow.   By the time we finished it was close to 8:40, and the park closed at 9, so Mike took B on Toy Story and I took Charley to see the Little Mermaid Live on Stage.  Then after, there was a band.  Charley loved it.  She is such a dancer.  This time, B joined it a bit.  Then , instead of waiting for the boat, we walked back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--soN0fkAzqU/ToC071NwwqI/AAAAAAAAEf4/psl_3klxRdM/s1600/P1030745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--soN0fkAzqU/ToC071NwwqI/AAAAAAAAEf4/psl_3klxRdM/s320/P1030745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656720071967425186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMq8lQLrxaQ/ToC07kLO7mI/AAAAAAAAEfw/mmYMiMgWrdM/s1600/P1030749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMq8lQLrxaQ/ToC07kLO7mI/AAAAAAAAEfw/mmYMiMgWrdM/s320/P1030749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656720067393416802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqc7PAzvhtI/ToC07K-4IlI/AAAAAAAAEfo/IDJSkCD_r3w/s1600/P1030748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqc7PAzvhtI/ToC07K-4IlI/AAAAAAAAEfo/IDJSkCD_r3w/s320/P1030748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656720060630704722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lEQjOoYRplM/ToC08YRbvWI/AAAAAAAAEgA/uSWxCVw9wRE/s1600/P1030744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lEQjOoYRplM/ToC08YRbvWI/AAAAAAAAEgA/uSWxCVw9wRE/s320/P1030744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656720081378065762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, this is where the pictures end.  I must have been too lazy to get out the camera.  The next day we headed over to the Animal Kingdom again.  Came back for lunch and an afternoon swim then headed over to the Animal Kingdom Lodge for our dinner at Jiko.  This was the best of the dinners and our kids were about punked out.   Charley didn't want to sit a moment longer than she had too (she had a very short nap) and wanted to explore outside.  We got dessert to go.  Hit the Lodge's gift shop (much better than ours - African musical instruments to try) and headed home.  Where I stayed up too late watching Hawaii 5-O.  Stupid right?  but I got sucked into it.  The next day we were heading home.  Instead of going to a park, we had breakfast at the Yacht Club's Captain's Grille (our favorite breakfast - besides Winnie the Pooh's french toast at the Crystal Palace)  and we spent our time relaxing at the pool.  Then we came home.  I didn't want to leave.  It is wonderful at Disney.  I actually miss it and would like to go back every month.  This trip was fairly easy compared to the trip we took with B.  Maybe because I didn't push us to see everything!  But, we did miss a lot, but we have loads of time to go back.  Just not until Charley is at least 40 inches tall, and doesn't take a nap.  So maybe for B's 7th birthday.  Do they frown upon children missing school?  I hope not.  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I made it part of the day.  It will give you an idea of a typical day her on James Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when I woke up.  Nice huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXd96MaGkJ0/Tm5avXfJ_oI/AAAAAAAAEfg/VC7kgZpv0hs/s1600/P1030427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXd96MaGkJ0/Tm5avXfJ_oI/AAAAAAAAEfg/VC7kgZpv0hs/s320/P1030427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651554352201596546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the view next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hesz_hfHFds/Tm5au6S6wMI/AAAAAAAAEfY/p-vDfxpRaqE/s1600/P1030428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hesz_hfHFds/Tm5au6S6wMI/AAAAAAAAEfY/p-vDfxpRaqE/s320/P1030428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651554344365637826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big one sleeps behind this door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IDbtB9NHNtM/Tm5afNSM63I/AAAAAAAAEfQ/6kwc-dOS0CY/s1600/P1030429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IDbtB9NHNtM/Tm5afNSM63I/AAAAAAAAEfQ/6kwc-dOS0CY/s320/P1030429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651554074585000818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AWH8VYc_ORs/Tm5aeuJYAGI/AAAAAAAAEfI/U8AdMVrQDr4/s1600/P1030430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AWH8VYc_ORs/Tm5aeuJYAGI/AAAAAAAAEfI/U8AdMVrQDr4/s320/P1030430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651554066226479202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna the peeing cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SCqQgJ4fW64/Tm5adxZEvlI/AAAAAAAAEfA/yKEJGrDe-EU/s1600/P1030431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SCqQgJ4fW64/Tm5adxZEvlI/AAAAAAAAEfA/yKEJGrDe-EU/s320/P1030431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651554049917763154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B woke first ans came out with her Tink stuff.  Shoes and wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T5lGRl_tjqQ/Tm5ZqUeXtMI/AAAAAAAAEe4/wOtHTMkCtCc/s1600/P1030433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T5lGRl_tjqQ/Tm5ZqUeXtMI/AAAAAAAAEe4/wOtHTMkCtCc/s320/P1030433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651553165982020802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IDbtB9NHNtM/Tm5afNSM63I/AAAAAAAAEfQ/6kwc-dOS0CY/s1600/P1030429.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This sleepy head was next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NyplitJkbb8/Tm5Zp50gLZI/AAAAAAAAEew/NfFKrAXkd3g/s1600/P1030437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NyplitJkbb8/Tm5Zp50gLZI/AAAAAAAAEew/NfFKrAXkd3g/s320/P1030437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651553158827093394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3B_qXE8kjJA/Tm5ZLkBbWqI/AAAAAAAAEeg/M493CPXWk20/s1600/P1030438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3B_qXE8kjJA/Tm5ZLkBbWqI/AAAAAAAAEeg/M493CPXWk20/s320/P1030438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651552637579647650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick breakfast we got dressed in clothes suitable for yoga at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfktWW9rujY/Tm5Zpo_busI/AAAAAAAAEeo/kxRMUthEwxE/s1600/P1030441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfktWW9rujY/Tm5Zpo_busI/AAAAAAAAEeo/kxRMUthEwxE/s320/P1030441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651553154309536450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually wouldn't put the kids in sweats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_oCoMXpNjSs/Tm5ZLSrmy2I/AAAAAAAAEeY/vqFM5BGk9xg/s1600/P1030440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_oCoMXpNjSs/Tm5ZLSrmy2I/AAAAAAAAEeY/vqFM5BGk9xg/s320/P1030440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651552632924719970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears at drop-off.  That is Chuckey's cubbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ueitl6GeoRg/Tm5ZK_Zx_rI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/jKPdwFFDs6c/s1600/P1030443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ueitl6GeoRg/Tm5ZK_Zx_rI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/jKPdwFFDs6c/s320/P1030443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651552627749682866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B in her classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3WMxeFzbLYk/Tm5YrE0fx5I/AAAAAAAAEeI/BPcTnk77gyc/s1600/P1030444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3WMxeFzbLYk/Tm5YrE0fx5I/AAAAAAAAEeI/BPcTnk77gyc/s320/P1030444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651552079448098706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home for lunch.  What did I do while they were at school?  I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3B_qXE8kjJA/Tm5ZLkBbWqI/AAAAAAAAEeg/M493CPXWk20/s1600/P1030438.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little rest on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qkPwO-B-xD8/Tm5YqizYhmI/AAAAAAAAEeA/LytLA0D4ix8/s1600/P1030448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qkPwO-B-xD8/Tm5YqizYhmI/AAAAAAAAEeA/LytLA0D4ix8/s320/P1030448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651552070316623458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley takes a long time to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJJwMvYRd8U/Tm5YqB1wqJI/AAAAAAAAEd4/EZcdXs5zWpI/s1600/P1030453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WJJwMvYRd8U/Tm5YqB1wqJI/AAAAAAAAEd4/EZcdXs5zWpI/s320/P1030453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651552061468223634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3WMxeFzbLYk/Tm5YrE0fx5I/AAAAAAAAEeI/BPcTnk77gyc/s1600/P1030444.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B's fairy village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEa3SegidCU/Tm5YQZr8AiI/AAAAAAAAEdo/kyFG1t8S9mQ/s1600/P1030456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEa3SegidCU/Tm5YQZr8AiI/AAAAAAAAEdo/kyFG1t8S9mQ/s320/P1030456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651551621192876578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gMDkKVR7lQ4/Tm5YPyzYlCI/AAAAAAAAEdg/cXxGCGCaH9o/s1600/P1030457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gMDkKVR7lQ4/Tm5YPyzYlCI/AAAAAAAAEdg/cXxGCGCaH9o/s320/P1030457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651551610755126306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Charley's nap, we went to the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmF_OiRcREY/Tm5YQ4owXmI/AAAAAAAAEdw/ySM6NOX0AJI/s1600/P1030455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kmF_OiRcREY/Tm5YQ4owXmI/AAAAAAAAEdw/ySM6NOX0AJI/s320/P1030455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651551629501029986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ik0vD7p8ZeM/Tm5XG7vcQxI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/4qFmlvxEnBY/s1600/P1030467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ik0vD7p8ZeM/Tm5XG7vcQxI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/4qFmlvxEnBY/s320/P1030467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651550359024059154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yw1H7dCOAkU/Tm5XGOglaCI/AAAAAAAAEdI/26J-rV3PDRQ/s1600/P1030466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yw1H7dCOAkU/Tm5XGOglaCI/AAAAAAAAEdI/26J-rV3PDRQ/s320/P1030466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651550346882148386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DW5D59B8V8Y/Tm5TQG-jZII/AAAAAAAAEdA/evCoyEQtnJ0/s1600/P1030468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DW5D59B8V8Y/Tm5TQG-jZII/AAAAAAAAEdA/evCoyEQtnJ0/s320/P1030468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651546118612542594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kR5gSggFDYc/Tm5XHm1IN3I/AAAAAAAAEdY/AnXooN9hdcs/s1600/P1030464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kR5gSggFDYc/Tm5XHm1IN3I/AAAAAAAAEdY/AnXooN9hdcs/s320/P1030464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651550370590635890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home again, and here's my little 70's girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adHwz7Yw1DE/Tm5TPpeX0XI/AAAAAAAAEc4/_xvoQ5jBUMM/s1600/P1030470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adHwz7Yw1DE/Tm5TPpeX0XI/AAAAAAAAEc4/_xvoQ5jBUMM/s320/P1030470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651546110692938098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pRgujG95f4/Tm5TPH_ZYiI/AAAAAAAAEcw/QVWCk7Ypwbc/s1600/P1030473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pRgujG95f4/Tm5TPH_ZYiI/AAAAAAAAEcw/QVWCk7Ypwbc/s320/P1030473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651546101704647202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DW5D59B8V8Y/Tm5TQG-jZII/AAAAAAAAEdA/evCoyEQtnJ0/s1600/P1030468.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's where I quit.  Below are some pictures from the following day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to school.  Yes, those are socks on Charley's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KENCEW3zmyM/Tm5Pr5la0CI/AAAAAAAAEcg/tNg5ero61DY/s1600/P1030478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KENCEW3zmyM/Tm5Pr5la0CI/AAAAAAAAEcg/tNg5ero61DY/s320/P1030478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651542198007287842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nDKvkgHAA1o/Tm5Pl7z-9VI/AAAAAAAAEcY/AmoQZgQBBP4/s1600/P1030481.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hC7g9aHOzGU/Tm5PuiyfM-I/AAAAAAAAEco/d4W9PFA6jTQ/s1600/P1030477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hC7g9aHOzGU/Tm5PuiyfM-I/AAAAAAAAEco/d4W9PFA6jTQ/s320/P1030477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651542243427693538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nDKvkgHAA1o/Tm5Pl7z-9VI/AAAAAAAAEcY/AmoQZgQBBP4/s1600/P1030481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nDKvkgHAA1o/Tm5Pl7z-9VI/AAAAAAAAEcY/AmoQZgQBBP4/s320/P1030481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651542095526032722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vJj3CybUQ5Q/Tm5OIz4yp6I/AAAAAAAAEcI/INOCv7Q36No/s1600/P1030484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vJj3CybUQ5Q/Tm5OIz4yp6I/AAAAAAAAEcI/INOCv7Q36No/s320/P1030484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651540495670880162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9R1fJB_2QdY/Tm5OIL04yxI/AAAAAAAAEcA/UmtBrgRpNKg/s1600/P1030485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9R1fJB_2QdY/Tm5OIL04yxI/AAAAAAAAEcA/UmtBrgRpNKg/s320/P1030485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651540484917086994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5WThKAuyxU/Tm5OJQtGXII/AAAAAAAAEcQ/m22c9spGHdg/s1600/P1030483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j5WThKAuyxU/Tm5OJQtGXII/AAAAAAAAEcQ/m22c9spGHdg/s320/P1030483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651540503406468226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture day at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fytCmY2dues/Tm5NrMDM1zI/AAAAAAAAEb4/o0qE16Qbqso/s1600/P1030488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fytCmY2dues/Tm5NrMDM1zI/AAAAAAAAEb4/o0qE16Qbqso/s320/P1030488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651539986760914738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p_8TkDtDFks/Tm5NqkXEGtI/AAAAAAAAEbw/Jh49kE5TMDQ/s1600/P1030490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p_8TkDtDFks/Tm5NqkXEGtI/AAAAAAAAEbw/Jh49kE5TMDQ/s320/P1030490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651539976106810066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJqw320xlRE/Tm5Np_1aMxI/AAAAAAAAEbo/_xJs4M-P0r0/s1600/P1030494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YJqw320xlRE/Tm5Np_1aMxI/AAAAAAAAEbo/_xJs4M-P0r0/s320/P1030494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651539966301975314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pypITZnUNO0/Tm0dY5cDPTI/AAAAAAAAEbA/s7dx36uJLT8/s1600/P1030491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pypITZnUNO0/Tm0dY5cDPTI/AAAAAAAAEbA/s7dx36uJLT8/s320/P1030491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651205420992380210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little sandbox time on Friday while B was at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/---lLuUx63Go/Tm0dYRmuqZI/AAAAAAAAEa4/15xuCfeBzoM/s1600/P1030496.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/---lLuUx63Go/Tm0dYRmuqZI/AAAAAAAAEa4/15xuCfeBzoM/s320/P1030496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651205410299750802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outside playing  - waiting for a showing to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLfa8Rf6ytI/Tm0dXx8cmzI/AAAAAAAAEaw/va10pkHCqgw/s1600/P1030503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLfa8Rf6ytI/Tm0dXx8cmzI/AAAAAAAAEaw/va10pkHCqgw/s320/P1030503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651205401800907570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JU8ozEZU5RA/Tm0dXc8NFiI/AAAAAAAAEao/bGAXZGhnJ5A/s1600/P1030506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JU8ozEZU5RA/Tm0dXc8NFiI/AAAAAAAAEao/bGAXZGhnJ5A/s320/P1030506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651205396162745890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's our crazy life.  It is particularly crazy at the moment.  Hence the lack of narrative.  Everybody wants the pictures, so I guess it is OK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-6371757484864607642?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6371757484864607642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=6371757484864607642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/6371757484864607642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/6371757484864607642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-in-life.html' title='A Day in the Life'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXd96MaGkJ0/Tm5avXfJ_oI/AAAAAAAAEfg/VC7kgZpv0hs/s72-c/P1030427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-5831920407526073738</id><published>2011-09-11T11:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T11:24:52.649-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B&apos;s artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Loving Sunday Art Time</title><content type='html'>As I have mentioned before, art has taken a back seat since we put the  non-sellable house on the market.  I have been feeling horrible because I  have only been encouraging non-messy art.  Well, really, that isn't any  fun.  So this morning, I asked B if she wanted to do some art and she  said she wanted to do water colors (and proceeded to pull out every  bottle of water color we have).  Charley pulled out the shaving cream  and this is what ensued....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAGb8HNPtAw/TmzgGwQ5S7I/AAAAAAAAEaY/bZt9f8XTVvc/s1600/P1030589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAGb8HNPtAw/TmzgGwQ5S7I/AAAAAAAAEaY/bZt9f8XTVvc/s320/P1030589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651138039082732466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pTQxqE1dAZk/TmzgGS600DI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/SLe9rbopS4A/s1600/P1030591.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Euraed5uRc/TmzgHgWZLoI/AAAAAAAAEag/-WDwHzq0neg/s1600/P1030588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Euraed5uRc/TmzgHgWZLoI/AAAAAAAAEag/-WDwHzq0neg/s320/P1030588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651138051990695554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B quickly jumped on board.  This is her work in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pTQxqE1dAZk/TmzgGS600DI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/SLe9rbopS4A/s1600/P1030591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pTQxqE1dAZk/TmzgGS600DI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/SLe9rbopS4A/s320/P1030591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651138031205535794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more photos because Charley saw fit to potty on the splat mat.  She was whisked post haste into the bath.   I love art - HA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-5831920407526073738?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5831920407526073738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=5831920407526073738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/5831920407526073738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/5831920407526073738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/09/loving-sunday-art-time.html' title='Loving Sunday Art Time'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rAGb8HNPtAw/TmzgGwQ5S7I/AAAAAAAAEaY/bZt9f8XTVvc/s72-c/P1030589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-4500822071107306524</id><published>2011-09-07T19:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T10:01:08.931-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Labor Day Weekend - 2011</title><content type='html'>Wait,   what happened? Didn't I vow to post more?  Truth be told, we haven't   been doing anything too interesting.   Why take another picture of the   kids running down the sidewalk?  Plus, Charley has been all over the   board sleep wise.  Bed late, up early, weird nap schedule.  Plus, there   was/is the runny nose.  Not the cold I thought it was, because she  still  has it a week later.  Maybe her 2 year molars?  Anyway, Labor Day   weekend saw us doing very little.  Oakbrook for Tinker Bell wings,   Johanna's house for dinner (where a tired Charley piddled on Johanna's   dining room chairs, plus my thank you note it tardy (sorry Johanna and   Jason)).  Sunday was LobsterFest at my sister's and Cathie P's birthday   celebration.  Monday?  What did we do?  It was cold.  I know I got   dressed, what did we do?   Played in the neighbor's sandbox and did   fairy stuff with B.  Wow, that is it? We are boring, boring, boring.    Oh, and I obsessed about my lack of creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one   become creative?  I know I am trying to foster it in the kids, trying   never to shoot down their ideas and letting them (B anyway) act on her   whims.  I haven't really been a good foster-er this summer.  With trying to sell the unsellable house, I haven't wanted to make a mess.  I am not even sewing as much as I would like.  Every time I take out the sewing machine, we get a showing (for them to love our house, but you know, it only has 1.5 baths).  Seriously, every time.  No exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, We'll get back on the arty wagon - starting with B's birthday party.  Art activities with a rainbow theme.  I have the invites made, I just need to print them.  I have to get to work on the decor and the activities.  And think good thoughts that we have a nice day.  The thought of a billion kids in my little house makes my hackles rise.  See, we were supposed to be in the Brady house for B's party.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my jabber, on to the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQqs8-Atylk/TmgK1AM5CaI/AAAAAAAAEaI/3GT1q3WpEKc/s1600/P1030360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQqs8-Atylk/TmgK1AM5CaI/AAAAAAAAEaI/3GT1q3WpEKc/s320/P1030360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649777638239701410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tinker Bell Costume is complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hK-zLk9l62A/TmbeFM8l0dI/AAAAAAAAEZw/whtmyQp_g6U/s1600/P1030368.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m8G_9SDtCy4/TmbeFtvOl_I/AAAAAAAAEZ4/ueQHx2aVyBw/s1600/P1030364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m8G_9SDtCy4/TmbeFtvOl_I/AAAAAAAAEZ4/ueQHx2aVyBw/s320/P1030364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649446972341262322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, B's is.  Charley still needs wings and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't buy them because she had no interest&lt;br /&gt;when we were at the Disney Store.  Back to Oakbrook I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hK-zLk9l62A/TmbeFM8l0dI/AAAAAAAAEZw/whtmyQp_g6U/s1600/P1030368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hK-zLk9l62A/TmbeFM8l0dI/AAAAAAAAEZw/whtmyQp_g6U/s320/P1030368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649446963538940370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with Cousin Jeana at Lobster Fest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWGYF2cFeIQ/TmbeE9cTJWI/AAAAAAAAEZo/ZnkJqEb7oGY/s1600/P1030373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWGYF2cFeIQ/TmbeE9cTJWI/AAAAAAAAEZo/ZnkJqEb7oGY/s320/P1030373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649446959376967010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--iPPso-hVO8/Tmbdr3EJ_BI/AAAAAAAAEZY/wPomUSN1ZT8/s1600/P1030377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--iPPso-hVO8/Tmbdr3EJ_BI/AAAAAAAAEZY/wPomUSN1ZT8/s320/P1030377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649446528168360978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HrVl24d0WNo/TmbeEbIFbsI/AAAAAAAAEZg/Ku0VE0scXsQ/s1600/P1030374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HrVl24d0WNo/TmbeEbIFbsI/AAAAAAAAEZg/Ku0VE0scXsQ/s320/P1030374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649446950165376706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only place Charley will eat raspberries.  Right&lt;br /&gt;out of Dick's garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m8G_9SDtCy4/TmbeFtvOl_I/AAAAAAAAEZ4/ueQHx2aVyBw/s1600/P1030364.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZKOFoxghU4/TmbdrdnxdqI/AAAAAAAAEZQ/0jLatfrCN0Y/s1600/P1030379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZKOFoxghU4/TmbdrdnxdqI/AAAAAAAAEZQ/0jLatfrCN0Y/s320/P1030379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649446521338427042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister will hate me for this, but how cute does she look.&lt;br /&gt;Almost as cute as....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2o2DdKt508k/TmbdrEzUyzI/AAAAAAAAEZI/08wMiDp9k60/s1600/P1030383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2o2DdKt508k/TmbdrEzUyzI/AAAAAAAAEZI/08wMiDp9k60/s320/P1030383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649446514675993394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmZps9yuNig/TmbdPjI07bI/AAAAAAAAEY4/zRFjWr65KnQ/s1600/P1030385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmZps9yuNig/TmbdPjI07bI/AAAAAAAAEY4/zRFjWr65KnQ/s320/P1030385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649446041782906290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iDP6xV1u3xE/TmbcuSj8kcI/AAAAAAAAEYo/QHbT6imRvJk/s1600/P1030388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iDP6xV1u3xE/TmbcuSj8kcI/AAAAAAAAEYo/QHbT6imRvJk/s320/P1030388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649445470397567426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sz6XRnQpdk0/TmbdPGgE8NI/AAAAAAAAEYw/TyiE2t7LpDg/s1600/P1030386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sz6XRnQpdk0/TmbdPGgE8NI/AAAAAAAAEYw/TyiE2t7LpDg/s320/P1030386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649446034095796434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WWatJoV-t9E/TmbdQARGnpI/AAAAAAAAEZA/HJo1bJmTTfo/s1600/P1030384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WWatJoV-t9E/TmbdQARGnpI/AAAAAAAAEZA/HJo1bJmTTfo/s320/P1030384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649446049602248338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KGslCa5_7h4/Tmbct_u0EbI/AAAAAAAAEYg/xSc6upsFWb4/s1600/P1030389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KGslCa5_7h4/Tmbct_u0EbI/AAAAAAAAEYg/xSc6upsFWb4/s320/P1030389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649445465342874034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B wanted to keep the antenna for her collection.&lt;br /&gt;I convinced her a picture will do.  Can you imagine stinky&lt;br /&gt;lobster sitting around the house.  YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OtFyrK29HbI/TmbctS5npDI/AAAAAAAAEYY/Sr_K1D1A5aY/s1600/P1030394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OtFyrK29HbI/TmbctS5npDI/AAAAAAAAEYY/Sr_K1D1A5aY/s320/P1030394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649445453308601394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also celebrated Cathie P's 60th birthday.  Grandma&lt;br /&gt;Mary looks as good as the day I met her 20 years ago.  Crap.  I am&lt;br /&gt;the old one.  I was in college when Lee moved to Gurnee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iDP6xV1u3xE/TmbcuSj8kcI/AAAAAAAAEYo/QHbT6imRvJk/s1600/P1030388.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yLPmtRUxZZI/TmbbFEOBLuI/AAAAAAAAEYI/39Pqfx49k00/s1600/P1030401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yLPmtRUxZZI/TmbbFEOBLuI/AAAAAAAAEYI/39Pqfx49k00/s320/P1030401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649443662661234402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7FwSoEINmAQ/TmbbF8zmzdI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/V10hG-LeEns/s1600/P1030398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7FwSoEINmAQ/TmbbF8zmzdI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/V10hG-LeEns/s320/P1030398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649443677851274706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trampoline time.  Charley was exhausted&lt;br /&gt;that night.  Still didn't sleep that well.  Imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6DFyibbxzvc/TmbbEspmuNI/AAAAAAAAEYA/APSyuOnv-Iw/s1600/P1030405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6DFyibbxzvc/TmbbEspmuNI/AAAAAAAAEYA/APSyuOnv-Iw/s320/P1030405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649443656334489810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ceu-1rHvORk/TmbbEPfJTdI/AAAAAAAAEX4/b0KIFerQWpw/s1600/P1030403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ceu-1rHvORk/TmbbEPfJTdI/AAAAAAAAEX4/b0KIFerQWpw/s320/P1030403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649443648505990610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is on Labor Day.  Notice the long sleeves.  Brrr...&lt;br /&gt;And B's Tinker Bell shoes.  Must get&lt;br /&gt;Charley a pair that fits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7FwSoEINmAQ/TmbbF8zmzdI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/V10hG-LeEns/s1600/P1030398.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7seppJFPgb4/TmbamM1mF_I/AAAAAAAAEXo/BHuwR7wfEMw/s1600/P1030412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7seppJFPgb4/TmbamM1mF_I/AAAAAAAAEXo/BHuwR7wfEMw/s320/P1030412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649443132398770162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mMyQsAhLsQ0/TmbalAIU9-I/AAAAAAAAEXg/yUrluypJxHs/s1600/P1030414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mMyQsAhLsQ0/TmbalAIU9-I/AAAAAAAAEXg/yUrluypJxHs/s320/P1030414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649443111807809506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLC4sPylRjM/TmbakS9DWSI/AAAAAAAAEXY/cTGrZf6HZVY/s1600/P1030417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLC4sPylRjM/TmbakS9DWSI/AAAAAAAAEXY/cTGrZf6HZVY/s320/P1030417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649443099680921890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zv8Hl0UEo5M/TmbamyQhvRI/AAAAAAAAEXw/RATGQEXe4UE/s1600/P1030409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zv8Hl0UEo5M/TmbamyQhvRI/AAAAAAAAEXw/RATGQEXe4UE/s320/P1030409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649443142443842834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B's fairy house, complements of Cathie P.  I glued&lt;br /&gt;the stuff on.  B hates the glue gun.  Wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;Aren't the canoe and oars cute?  B's design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4jOB_CM1eY/TmbZ_OLhDWI/AAAAAAAAEXI/mRL4X5g7zJ0/s1600/P1030420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4jOB_CM1eY/TmbZ_OLhDWI/AAAAAAAAEXI/mRL4X5g7zJ0/s320/P1030420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649442462744251746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-odPqgBT92oY/TmbZ-jbLuvI/AAAAAAAAEXA/gPQAqWLnDo8/s1600/P1030421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-odPqgBT92oY/TmbZ-jbLuvI/AAAAAAAAEXA/gPQAqWLnDo8/s320/P1030421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649442451267238642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrmLDu917hY/TmbZ_gelzxI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/PgSa4fn_cSU/s1600/P1030418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrmLDu917hY/TmbZ_gelzxI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/PgSa4fn_cSU/s320/P1030418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649442467656093458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandbox time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QNTojNoLR5w/TmZubET2xII/AAAAAAAAEWw/SKl6k-kFoiQ/s1600/P1030422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QNTojNoLR5w/TmZubET2xII/AAAAAAAAEWw/SKl6k-kFoiQ/s320/P1030422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649324193875412098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNWl2EbiflI/TmZualCp_XI/AAAAAAAAEWo/JJfdkwp2bQ8/s1600/P1030423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNWl2EbiflI/TmZualCp_XI/AAAAAAAAEWo/JJfdkwp2bQ8/s320/P1030423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649324185481772402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I need to get this kid her own Tinker Bell stuff or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lWLQXvZXwsA/TmZuaPWFfUI/AAAAAAAAEWg/CF8q7aUGRKA/s1600/P1030425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lWLQXvZXwsA/TmZuaPWFfUI/AAAAAAAAEWg/CF8q7aUGRKA/s320/P1030425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649324179657686338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, a bath before bed.  Getting off all the weekend grime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have another day in the life post to do.  Of course, I took the photos on Tuesday and here it is Thursday and I am still working on the post from the weekend.  (While I am supposed to be shopping at the green market for food and going to pick up birthday present and going to the endodontist.   Plus, I have the Charley's Tinker Bell Dress to finish.  Other dresses that are almost done, Shadow and Isabel to the vet, Charley to speech, laundry, dishes, etc, etc.  And I am sitting here trying to entertain you.  OK, better get a move on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7SJ9s0UeQzI/TmZubpjXuGI/AAAAAAAAEW4/6Q3oPJyAhFk/s1600/P1030421.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-4500822071107306524?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4500822071107306524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=4500822071107306524&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/4500822071107306524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/4500822071107306524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/09/labor-day-weekend-2011.html' title='Labor Day Weekend - 2011'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQqs8-Atylk/TmgK1AM5CaI/AAAAAAAAEaI/3GT1q3WpEKc/s72-c/P1030360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-3923779842598586077</id><published>2011-08-25T10:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T11:18:28.692-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie Milestone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>First Day of School  - August 24th, 2011</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, the kids have been in school all summer.  But really, that was more like camp.  Playing in the kiddie pool, field trips every other week, lots of time outside, no Spanish.   Yesterday, it was game on!  Thank God!  I love school, even if my kids don't (see Charley down below). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No special outfits.  Really, I kind of forgot.  But they each have a pouf in their hair, whether it matches (or even looks good) or not.  Charley had to wear the green one - probably because B had the pink.  Oh, I better get more poufs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7_v7sF6riMQ/TlZwvBZ-KaI/AAAAAAAAEV0/pNLlgO0Unko/s1600/P1030348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7_v7sF6riMQ/TlZwvBZ-KaI/AAAAAAAAEV0/pNLlgO0Unko/s320/P1030348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644823136089024930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t7KwJq4VJZs/TlZxbBywc6I/AAAAAAAAEWM/upmN9y5B8N0/s1600/P1030346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t7KwJq4VJZs/TlZxbBywc6I/AAAAAAAAEWM/upmN9y5B8N0/s320/P1030346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644823892107228066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7_v7sF6riMQ/TlZwvBZ-KaI/AAAAAAAAEV0/pNLlgO0Unko/s1600/P1030348.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qPy1P9EZ6eE/TlZwv3OnWKI/AAAAAAAAEV8/m_vu11guisI/s1600/P1030349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qPy1P9EZ6eE/TlZwv3OnWKI/AAAAAAAAEV8/m_vu11guisI/s320/P1030349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644823150536906914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U8oZG5bgvGA/TlZwu5D2qMI/AAAAAAAAEVs/RQxUbQNjj1Y/s1600/P1030351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U8oZG5bgvGA/TlZwu5D2qMI/AAAAAAAAEVs/RQxUbQNjj1Y/s320/P1030351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644823133848774850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9kTHEIVLbsQ/TlZwuNNp2vI/AAAAAAAAEVk/Wgn5wXR2AfU/s1600/P1030351.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3O-xuAvV14/TlZxasvO2KI/AAAAAAAAEWE/K8R5xupsAgI/s1600/P1030352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3O-xuAvV14/TlZxasvO2KI/AAAAAAAAEWE/K8R5xupsAgI/s320/P1030352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644823886455298210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qPy1P9EZ6eE/TlZwv3OnWKI/AAAAAAAAEV8/m_vu11guisI/s1600/P1030349.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tk6hs0CDXPc/TlZwEC9tWGI/AAAAAAAAEVU/TnT_8Tvc_2Y/s1600/P1030354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tk6hs0CDXPc/TlZwEC9tWGI/AAAAAAAAEVU/TnT_8Tvc_2Y/s320/P1030354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644822397772978274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hp_mKVE7ywY/TlZwDaJtdhI/AAAAAAAAEVM/L8Ys4LDSfRA/s1600/P1030355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hp_mKVE7ywY/TlZwDaJtdhI/AAAAAAAAEVM/L8Ys4LDSfRA/s320/P1030355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644822386817463826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B went straight outside.  She hits the ground running, that one.  Charley on the other hand....  She wasn't crying when I picked up up after school.  That's good, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8UXmikh_aTk/TlZwE4bi95I/AAAAAAAAEVc/8_82CnVkaXY/s1600/P1030352.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-3923779842598586077?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3923779842598586077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=3923779842598586077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/3923779842598586077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/3923779842598586077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-school-august-24th-2011.html' title='First Day of School  - August 24th, 2011'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7_v7sF6riMQ/TlZwvBZ-KaI/AAAAAAAAEV0/pNLlgO0Unko/s72-c/P1030348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-1214255551513723551</id><published>2011-08-23T13:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:07:46.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing outside'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charley&apos;s clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B&apos;s Clothes'/><title type='text'>August is Almost Over - Can You Believe it?  August 18th - 22nd</title><content type='html'>I used to hate summer.  The heat, the humidity, the sun.  But, three summers ago (when I was pregnant with Charley, I threw sunscreen to the wind (the shame, I know) and laid in the sun.  And while my skin looks worse for it, those sunny days made me love summer.  I know, of all the seasons to like, why chose the shortest.  (Because in the midwest, there is only winter and summer.  Fall and spring don't happen.  90 degrees with 100% humidity or 28 degrees with no snow, only dampness and clouds.)  But, the pools, the fruit, the tacos.  I love it.  It is also so easy to go out with the kids.  No coats, no boots (or shoes),  sometimes no shirt.  Dinner alfresco (something we don't do enough) and lemonade.  I love it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, needless to say, I am sad summer is coming to a close.  School started to day (I have some pictures to come) and we didn't go to the splash park at all!  Of course, it is 91 today, and are we going to the pool?  No.  Too many things going on, including a napping Charley and a serger class for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, enough with my jabber, here are some shots from the past couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is play time from last Wednesday.  The little one doesn't look sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7lor9_5XFI/TlACbDaG6yI/AAAAAAAAERo/XW5W8no78d0/s1600/P1030224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7lor9_5XFI/TlACbDaG6yI/AAAAAAAAERo/XW5W8no78d0/s320/P1030224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643012996889766690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was last Thursday.  We went to the Green Market.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do a lot on the kids week off from school.&lt;br /&gt;Charley had a sick stomach, so we stayed close to home.&lt;br /&gt;But isn't my oldest just a doll in that skirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fBjRh73hPIk/TlACakk77UI/AAAAAAAAERg/eCmfkLuOmMw/s1600/P1030226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fBjRh73hPIk/TlACakk77UI/AAAAAAAAERg/eCmfkLuOmMw/s320/P1030226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643012988613684546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are bread crisps they are eating.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing Charley ate for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;(Damn vaccine and Monkey Bizness.&lt;br /&gt;Low immunity + kiddie germ pool = sick Charley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6WpfEOJCA_s/TlACaB1i16I/AAAAAAAAERY/MjFamUTFh38/s1600/P1030228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6WpfEOJCA_s/TlACaB1i16I/AAAAAAAAERY/MjFamUTFh38/s320/P1030228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643012979288102818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the hair chatch?  That little pony tail thing&lt;br /&gt;is from a mermaid Barbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oSyVDB1pXoE/TlACZnPjnEI/AAAAAAAAERQ/GHJIE37e60Q/s1600/P1030230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oSyVDB1pXoE/TlACZnPjnEI/AAAAAAAAERQ/GHJIE37e60Q/s320/P1030230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643012972149447746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They girls were checking on the fairy house before&lt;br /&gt;we went to the fairy store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TuYPaew1l-Q/Tk_49E-yDWI/AAAAAAAAERA/XZuLPKo5hrk/s1600/P1030242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TuYPaew1l-Q/Tk_49E-yDWI/AAAAAAAAERA/XZuLPKo5hrk/s320/P1030242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643002586311298402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking up town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t7-ZTmPJBrs/Tk_48gGsL5I/AAAAAAAAEQ4/7fMi_YeWKIU/s1600/P1030249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t7-ZTmPJBrs/Tk_48gGsL5I/AAAAAAAAEQ4/7fMi_YeWKIU/s320/P1030249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643002576412356498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is after we visited the Pink Hippo.&lt;br /&gt;Puffs all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BewkP1E75C0/Tk_48JeDglI/AAAAAAAAEQw/Cu3GsA1eeVE/s1600/P1030254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BewkP1E75C0/Tk_48JeDglI/AAAAAAAAEQw/Cu3GsA1eeVE/s320/P1030254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643002570336338514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Friday, Charley was feeling better so we met a friend at the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;First stop, the butterfly house.  So cool.  Great butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EFccUM3Jl5k/Tk_37hGt5tI/AAAAAAAAEQg/3JEvnb_93kg/s1600/P1030269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EFccUM3Jl5k/Tk_37hGt5tI/AAAAAAAAEQg/3JEvnb_93kg/s320/P1030269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643001459989407442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkD8iAVD8nc/Tk_37Men72I/AAAAAAAAEQY/2pUwAQMfEaU/s1600/P1030270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkD8iAVD8nc/Tk_37Men72I/AAAAAAAAEQY/2pUwAQMfEaU/s320/P1030270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643001454452535138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next stop, the carousel.  Charley wasn't so sure,&lt;br /&gt;so she rode with B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ngiikTMsCw/Tk_38HX3G2I/AAAAAAAAEQo/7Yc6mv7udH4/s1600/P1030264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ngiikTMsCw/Tk_38HX3G2I/AAAAAAAAEQo/7Yc6mv7udH4/s320/P1030264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643001470261861218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw some animals (You all know what a giraffe looks&lt;br /&gt;like, so I won't waste your time.)  Next stop before we left?&lt;br /&gt;The carousel.  This time, Charley rode herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s7CBcB6q9Zo/Tk_24h16eII/AAAAAAAAEQI/TwGg2D0A7Es/s1600/P1030280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s7CBcB6q9Zo/Tk_24h16eII/AAAAAAAAEQI/TwGg2D0A7Es/s320/P1030280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643000309136128130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VXKRhNVtXTQ/Tk_24FVAjoI/AAAAAAAAEQA/bkLFw52xfZE/s1600/P1030281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VXKRhNVtXTQ/Tk_24FVAjoI/AAAAAAAAEQA/bkLFw52xfZE/s320/P1030281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643000301481922178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lVyVulTuZV0/Tk_36uU2DsI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/xHy5fV1eS3w/s1600/P1030279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lVyVulTuZV0/Tk_36uU2DsI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/xHy5fV1eS3w/s320/P1030279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643001446358453954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There may have been a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;small (or huge) breakdown on the way out.&lt;br /&gt;Charley was crying and kicking and screaming.  Egocentric B asked&lt;br /&gt;if we could visit the gift shop.  Really B?  Did it really seem like&lt;br /&gt;a good time to shop?&lt;br /&gt;We made it to the front of the zoo, had some milky (aahh..&lt;br /&gt;the power of the milky) and a snack.  All was better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pf-s7Uu5HBI/Tk_23t768-I/AAAAAAAAEP4/BDvDJuSxu9k/s1600/P1030282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pf-s7Uu5HBI/Tk_23t768-I/AAAAAAAAEP4/BDvDJuSxu9k/s320/P1030282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643000295202681826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zV612DHqcek/Tk_23Ad_KSI/AAAAAAAAEPw/mGgc6Sq_yNo/s1600/P1030283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zV612DHqcek/Tk_23Ad_KSI/AAAAAAAAEPw/mGgc6Sq_yNo/s320/P1030283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643000282997532962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday came and with it a storm.  It left some good mud at the&lt;br /&gt;end of the walk (you know, where the city dug all around for the new&lt;br /&gt;side walks and hasn't been back to seed or grade or anything.  Just left it&lt;br /&gt;a dirty muddy mess) for B to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1aVSH236A/TlPg6w88JrI/AAAAAAAAEVE/L17W9D57Mog/s1600/P1030290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2D1aVSH236A/TlPg6w88JrI/AAAAAAAAEVE/L17W9D57Mog/s320/P1030290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644102058202900146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it wonderful I buy her nice clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-el_ZRHgTF3Y/TlPI1RMbClI/AAAAAAAAEU0/sm7cg0mQH1g/s1600/P1030295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-el_ZRHgTF3Y/TlPI1RMbClI/AAAAAAAAEU0/sm7cg0mQH1g/s320/P1030295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644075575499491922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-09Z49xgOkIQ/TlPI0wUX2AI/AAAAAAAAEUs/RBGy1FFgQs0/s1600/P1030296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-09Z49xgOkIQ/TlPI0wUX2AI/AAAAAAAAEUs/RBGy1FFgQs0/s320/P1030296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644075566674466818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8BEy1RAdg-I/TlPI1y4JJAI/AAAAAAAAEU8/Irzu-X0_jF8/s1600/P1030293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8BEy1RAdg-I/TlPI1y4JJAI/AAAAAAAAEU8/Irzu-X0_jF8/s320/P1030293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644075584541238274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bath was in order.  We went to a my cousin Barb's&lt;br /&gt;granddaughter's first birthday that evening and&lt;br /&gt;mud did not make an attractive accessory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8UTVjJuA_fs/TlPIckAVVJI/AAAAAAAAEUk/a4tp-4xllQM/s1600/P1030304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8UTVjJuA_fs/TlPIckAVVJI/AAAAAAAAEUk/a4tp-4xllQM/s320/P1030304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644075151052330130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday was a great day and Lee invited us up to swim&lt;br /&gt;and eat ribs.  B didn't think it was necessary to change out of&lt;br /&gt;her jammies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lnz-zFGar7o/TlPIb6zXu_I/AAAAAAAAEUc/4F9tjpCvmn0/s1600/P1030307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lnz-zFGar7o/TlPIb6zXu_I/AAAAAAAAEUc/4F9tjpCvmn0/s320/P1030307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644075139992108018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley was still celebrating Ellie's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WG-ip_nOFKc/TlPIbcjYvyI/AAAAAAAAEUU/g_fuIYKd4WQ/s1600/P1030311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WG-ip_nOFKc/TlPIbcjYvyI/AAAAAAAAEUU/g_fuIYKd4WQ/s320/P1030311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644075131872001826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then the swimming commenced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8UTVjJuA_fs/TlPIckAVVJI/AAAAAAAAEUk/a4tp-4xllQM/s1600/P1030304.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mR4BWY2p4SM/TlPIAqy4FcI/AAAAAAAAEUE/2v9JUBbrpBU/s1600/P1030313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mR4BWY2p4SM/TlPIAqy4FcI/AAAAAAAAEUE/2v9JUBbrpBU/s320/P1030313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644074671838598594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NHa8DvIrUmE/TlPIAKqmTXI/AAAAAAAAET8/QHaRva_1t3s/s1600/P1030312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NHa8DvIrUmE/TlPIAKqmTXI/AAAAAAAAET8/QHaRva_1t3s/s320/P1030312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644074663213944178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwm62Y91CgU/TlPIBZTGa3I/AAAAAAAAEUM/LlciLpasIf8/s1600/P1030321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xwm62Y91CgU/TlPIBZTGa3I/AAAAAAAAEUM/LlciLpasIf8/s320/P1030321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644074684321786738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WyMzR3oudZ0/TlMBe_TrxrI/AAAAAAAAETo/_MxJte8RsTs/s1600/P1030319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WyMzR3oudZ0/TlMBe_TrxrI/AAAAAAAAETo/_MxJte8RsTs/s320/P1030319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643856389927061170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ohVbtYRkhkI/TlMBeMb5lVI/AAAAAAAAETg/-Hmy9--5-j4/s1600/P1030322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ohVbtYRkhkI/TlMBeMb5lVI/AAAAAAAAETg/-Hmy9--5-j4/s320/P1030322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643856376271312210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice I am not in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Too cold for this wimpy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1EOHKhG5184/TlMBfs_ZLKI/AAAAAAAAETw/vwbhCN4tZoA/s1600/P1030316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1EOHKhG5184/TlMBfs_ZLKI/AAAAAAAAETw/vwbhCN4tZoA/s320/P1030316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643856402189986978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley jumped on the trampoline, swam, at&lt;br /&gt;berries out of Dick's garden, then promptly&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep on cousin Jeana.  Was she tired or was she&lt;br /&gt;bored of the movie Shark Tales?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F7OLoYGYbC4/TlMAFb7qyOI/AAAAAAAAETQ/PXGxSYX1SMg/s1600/P1030325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F7OLoYGYbC4/TlMAFb7qyOI/AAAAAAAAETQ/PXGxSYX1SMg/s320/P1030325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643854851422734562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOXvV-KVhwQ/TlMAFyUVHlI/AAAAAAAAETY/uGngQ8GjDeQ/s1600/P1030324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOXvV-KVhwQ/TlMAFyUVHlI/AAAAAAAAETY/uGngQ8GjDeQ/s320/P1030324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643854857431752274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to worry, she didn't sleep long.  It was time for more cousin time.&lt;br /&gt;Another reason summer ending is sad.  All the cousins&lt;br /&gt;go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGrVPfKR3Xc/TlL-8KwNYbI/AAAAAAAAETA/PscPXrQOd68/s1600/P1030327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JGrVPfKR3Xc/TlL-8KwNYbI/AAAAAAAAETA/PscPXrQOd68/s320/P1030327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643853592680817074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mGOSQLkZhz0/TlL-7iYxx-I/AAAAAAAAES4/oqCtcpu4DHQ/s1600/P1030329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mGOSQLkZhz0/TlL-7iYxx-I/AAAAAAAAES4/oqCtcpu4DHQ/s320/P1030329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643853581845120994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monday was beautiful, so after swim&lt;br /&gt;lessons, we went outside for art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Z3Gt8ZJfG0/TlL-8rHoCMI/AAAAAAAAETI/IkURjJFU7yI/s1600/P1030325.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g56MN5TyBtI/TlL-FhFwB4I/AAAAAAAAESo/wyS4BQwSfYM/s1600/P1030330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g56MN5TyBtI/TlL-FhFwB4I/AAAAAAAAESo/wyS4BQwSfYM/s320/P1030330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643852653783943042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wqeo6RPBLl0/TlL-FOjeuSI/AAAAAAAAESg/sy3JskwIC3w/s1600/P1030331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wqeo6RPBLl0/TlL-FOjeuSI/AAAAAAAAESg/sy3JskwIC3w/s320/P1030331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643852648808364322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z8OHTZxZQX8/TlL-EqE52gI/AAAAAAAAESY/hbm2Z8H5LVU/s1600/P1030332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z8OHTZxZQX8/TlL-EqE52gI/AAAAAAAAESY/hbm2Z8H5LVU/s320/P1030332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643852639016442370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ow5MFMG0VAU/TlL9fAX_ZkI/AAAAAAAAESQ/69gj5gAJqn8/s1600/P1030336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ow5MFMG0VAU/TlL9fAX_ZkI/AAAAAAAAESQ/69gj5gAJqn8/s320/P1030336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643851992167048770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-95pFAEGiUss/TlL-GER4IdI/AAAAAAAAESw/bZvDX0eBRuk/s1600/P1030329.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a0wX2IXlvXE/TlL9ehVaqlI/AAAAAAAAESI/7lkzdOz5lSM/s1600/P1030338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a0wX2IXlvXE/TlL9ehVaqlI/AAAAAAAAESI/7lkzdOz5lSM/s320/P1030338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643851983834753618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K2V2ltCHpZg/TlL9d8T-ooI/AAAAAAAAESA/DMzpogOyGsg/s1600/P1030339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K2V2ltCHpZg/TlL9d8T-ooI/AAAAAAAAESA/DMzpogOyGsg/s320/P1030339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643851973896610434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some bike riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sHnbgXUAzgw/TlL9dVH-GYI/AAAAAAAAER4/KatsGfJp4s4/s1600/P1030341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sHnbgXUAzgw/TlL9dVH-GYI/AAAAAAAAER4/KatsGfJp4s4/s320/P1030341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643851963377260930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What?  Everyone doesn't play and paint in flippers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O0TopuocWWw/TlL81a9EEUI/AAAAAAAAERw/3lMZ1WV_3dw/s1600/P1030342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O0TopuocWWw/TlL81a9EEUI/AAAAAAAAERw/3lMZ1WV_3dw/s320/P1030342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643851277747360066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s7CBcB6q9Zo/Tk_24h16eII/AAAAAAAAEQI/TwGg2D0A7Es/s1600/P1030280.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up I think I have some back to school pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-1214255551513723551?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1214255551513723551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=1214255551513723551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/1214255551513723551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/1214255551513723551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/08/august-is-almost-over-can-you-believe.html' title='August is Almost Over - Can You Believe it?  August 18th - 22nd'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7lor9_5XFI/TlACbDaG6yI/AAAAAAAAERo/XW5W8no78d0/s72-c/P1030224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-2326104793317324140</id><published>2011-08-20T10:30:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T13:00:38.968-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fairy House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B&apos;s artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><title type='text'>B's Fairy House</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday, during Charley's nap (you know, when I should be doing  laundry, cleaning the kitchen after lunch and SEWING), B asked me to  help her make a fairy house.  I had a horrible headache,  but really couldn't figure out a way to get out of helping her. And, I  had no ideas on how to actually go about building a fairy house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, it all started weeks ago, when I didn't want to watch the Incredible's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;   So, I said it was Charley's turn to pick the movie.  We hadn't seen  the Tinker Bell movies yet, so I pushed Charley in that direction.  B  pissed and moaned and whined.  She did not want to watch the fairies.   Well, low and behold, my decision has started a new love.  Now it is  Tinker Bell costumes, fairy this and fairy that.  Fairy houses and fairy  accoutrements.  AHHHH!!! What did I start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, back to this fairy house.  Since I was headache handicapped, I  turned to my trusted friend, the internet.  Well, it gave me ideas and  depressed me.  I don' t have the talent or at the time the  where-with-all to make it look like the actual fairy house from Tinker  Bell, the Great Family Rescue.  However I did find a site that at least  gave me the idea of how to start.  Cracker boxes.  Well, I had some of  those, and masking tape and an X-Acto knife.    With B's direction and  my cutting.  We made a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5eaQTJM0Lms/Tk_VIoUHqRI/AAAAAAAAEPY/5Z9PLajcWbQ/s1600/P1030234.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mb8dXN6iL68/Tk_VJB06FhI/AAAAAAAAEPg/UKH7I0iUPxs/s1600/P1030204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mb8dXN6iL68/Tk_VJB06FhI/AAAAAAAAEPg/UKH7I0iUPxs/s320/P1030204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642963209204405778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was day one.  We got as far as we could before Charley&lt;br /&gt;woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwebazkIc64/Tk_zRZ2osJI/AAAAAAAAEPo/Jh0CWEGmIBw/s1600/P1030209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwebazkIc64/Tk_zRZ2osJI/AAAAAAAAEPo/Jh0CWEGmIBw/s320/P1030209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642996338441891986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is B collecting natural stuff to put&lt;br /&gt;on the outside of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5eaQTJM0Lms/Tk_VIoUHqRI/AAAAAAAAEPY/5Z9PLajcWbQ/s1600/P1030234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5eaQTJM0Lms/Tk_VIoUHqRI/AAAAAAAAEPY/5Z9PLajcWbQ/s320/P1030234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642963202355996946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the next day.  (Still had the headache, hell, still&lt;br /&gt;do.  Maybe I am allergic to my kids).  During Charley's nap,&lt;br /&gt;we built a removable roof.  Made a bed and curtains, and&lt;br /&gt;decorated for the fairies.  Puffs to sit on and bread crisps to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7VUBZ9svdag/Tk_U4ZaJ8vI/AAAAAAAAEPI/hDiQEv5Bn7Y/s1600/P1030238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7VUBZ9svdag/Tk_U4ZaJ8vI/AAAAAAAAEPI/hDiQEv5Bn7Y/s320/P1030238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642962923476873970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it by a tree for shelter.  Much better than the middle&lt;br /&gt;of the yard, where it originally was.  You know, 'cause&lt;br /&gt;it isn't like Layla will destroy it or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cR5D8CM06Mg/Tk_U36O0d7I/AAAAAAAAEPA/WvfTKIkiJPY/s1600/P1030257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cR5D8CM06Mg/Tk_U36O0d7I/AAAAAAAAEPA/WvfTKIkiJPY/s320/P1030257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642962915107829682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, here is the little bike we bought from the fairy store.  It is hard to see.&lt;br /&gt;Fairy store you ask?  Yes, just my luck, our town has a&lt;br /&gt;little store called the Mossy Twig.  They&lt;br /&gt;have little stuff that fairies might like to use. &lt;br /&gt;Did we actually buy something?  Yes.  Insane?  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uts8w2J1aas/Tk_U487Vn4I/AAAAAAAAEPQ/nA8DCaVmFAw/s1600/P1030236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uts8w2J1aas/Tk_U487Vn4I/AAAAAAAAEPQ/nA8DCaVmFAw/s320/P1030236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642962933011292034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the house's original position. In the middle of the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tHnNHnGQNII/Tk_UdyxhmEI/AAAAAAAAEOw/7HLByp8-9_0/s1600/P1030259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tHnNHnGQNII/Tk_UdyxhmEI/AAAAAAAAEOw/7HLByp8-9_0/s320/P1030259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642962466429311042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is it, with some stepping stones, a plant&lt;br /&gt;an an owl to watch over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P4ICApA5dh4/Tk_UecYgM7I/AAAAAAAAEO4/r5BHxrer_yQ/s1600/P1030258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P4ICApA5dh4/Tk_UecYgM7I/AAAAAAAAEO4/r5BHxrer_yQ/s320/P1030258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642962477598651314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn fairy store.  The had chairs and tables and garden&lt;br /&gt;equipment (I wanted to get a shovel, B did not.  It was so little&lt;br /&gt;and cute.  Crap, now you know where she gets it from.) and even&lt;br /&gt;seasonal decor.  Glitter pumpkins for your fairy anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Notice there is no natural materials on the house.  B fought and fought not to put it on since I was going to use hot glue.  I may have not mentioned, but B got a bad hot glue burn, so she is very adverse.  I finally convinced her, located to glue gun, cleaned off the island, and the child who doesn't sleep enough woke up.  So, I am still holding out to completely finish the house.  All the natural materials (grass, sticks, bark, and leaves) are sitting on my buffet.  It would be nice to find a new home for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-2326104793317324140?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2326104793317324140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=2326104793317324140&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/2326104793317324140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/2326104793317324140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/08/bs-fairy-house.html' title='B&apos;s Fairy House'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mb8dXN6iL68/Tk_VJB06FhI/AAAAAAAAEPg/UKH7I0iUPxs/s72-c/P1030204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-2429743319105572582</id><published>2011-08-15T14:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T14:50:18.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing outside'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charley&apos;s Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B&apos;s artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Art Alfresco</title><content type='html'>The art room is gone.  We turned it into B's little bedroom.  She  loves her bedroom, but we all miss the art room (yes, that means no sewing room either).    No art room means I  am less apt to make the arty mess (or the sewing mess).   Since today is lovely, and I feel  the kids (and me) have been missing the creative outlet, I set up  painting outside.  OK, as I type this, I realize that B was the driving  force.  On the way home from swim lessons, she wanted to stop at Michael's (or the art  store as she calls it) to get some of those wooden animals to paint.   So, she bothered me all through lunch and finally (according to her) we  headed outside.  Oh, I had forgotten how art makes me crazy.  Charley  painting everything but the actual paper or thing she should be painting  and B needing something every other minute.  Still, they had fun.   There may have been some playdoh involved too.   B is now outside  sitting at the table playing with her wooden creatures (Chuckie is  asleep).    So I better get cleaning the paint brushes.  Enjoy the cute  pictures.  (I do say so myself.) Don't you like their concentration?   They are totally Montessori kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfKPQl4yHvs/Tkl3ZqIekwI/AAAAAAAAEOc/cIxIByTD_eQ/s1600/P1030136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfKPQl4yHvs/Tkl3ZqIekwI/AAAAAAAAEOc/cIxIByTD_eQ/s320/P1030136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641171290948539138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eTUVEIRWNQw/Tkl3Y3aqRvI/AAAAAAAAEOU/1MdyPr70syw/s1600/P1030137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eTUVEIRWNQw/Tkl3Y3aqRvI/AAAAAAAAEOU/1MdyPr70syw/s320/P1030137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641171277334595314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6yXGI5LlLs/Tkl3Z10LHKI/AAAAAAAAEOk/DlnStp6pImk/s1600/P1030135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6yXGI5LlLs/Tkl3Z10LHKI/AAAAAAAAEOk/DlnStp6pImk/s320/P1030135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641171294084603042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EhZNSPkjQEM/Tkl3LcDwzSI/AAAAAAAAEOE/rV_kv1DqZGA/s1600/P1030138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EhZNSPkjQEM/Tkl3LcDwzSI/AAAAAAAAEOE/rV_kv1DqZGA/s320/P1030138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641171046652497186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ttSYfchDEA/Tkl3K7CyDxI/AAAAAAAAEN8/_j2QUiclqyU/s1600/P1030139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ttSYfchDEA/Tkl3K7CyDxI/AAAAAAAAEN8/_j2QUiclqyU/s320/P1030139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641171037790015250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0sMofD2t6c8/Tkl3LvCAeNI/AAAAAAAAEOM/h_Wthik_pvM/s1600/P1030137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0sMofD2t6c8/Tkl3LvCAeNI/AAAAAAAAEOM/h_Wthik_pvM/s320/P1030137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641171051745409234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NdyytDt3l9g/Tkl2W1dBlLI/AAAAAAAAENc/MjiBXnkSiw0/s1600/P1030140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bRCliLVcJbI/Tkl2WH7PEEI/AAAAAAAAENM/2NE3ntOcBfE/s320/P1030142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641170130714955842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-buRK0fR4-xc/Tkl2Vmc1S8I/AAAAAAAAENE/c-rI-B6TL_0/s1600/P1030143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-buRK0fR4-xc/Tkl2Vmc1S8I/AAAAAAAAENE/c-rI-B6TL_0/s320/P1030143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641170121729067970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-2429743319105572582?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2429743319105572582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=2429743319105572582&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/2429743319105572582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/2429743319105572582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/08/art-alfresco.html' title='Art Alfresco'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfKPQl4yHvs/Tkl3ZqIekwI/AAAAAAAAEOc/cIxIByTD_eQ/s72-c/P1030136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-1905670381650977466</id><published>2011-08-15T08:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T08:39:20.313-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><title type='text'>Crazy B</title><content type='html'>I walked in to the family room and this is what I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rN1F4KclP4k/TkkhYFLIyjI/AAAAAAAAEM8/cg-ULeZOIMI/s1600/IMG_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rN1F4KclP4k/TkkhYFLIyjI/AAAAAAAAEM8/cg-ULeZOIMI/s320/IMG_0232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641076705847724594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-1905670381650977466?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/1905670381650977466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=1905670381650977466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/1905670381650977466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/1905670381650977466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/08/crazy-b.html' title='Crazy B'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rN1F4KclP4k/TkkhYFLIyjI/AAAAAAAAEM8/cg-ULeZOIMI/s72-c/IMG_0232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-249863575961325687</id><published>2011-08-14T19:52:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T20:32:00.306-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I made this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crewcuts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>My 300th Post!</title><content type='html'>First of all, I really want to post more than I do.  I guess it boils  down to doing other stuff.  You know, B, Charley (poor Mike bringing up  the rear) laundry, sewing, &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;.  But I do want to talk more about  our comings and goings.  But in the interest of my constituents, here  are some pictures to keep you interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pyUnooqNe-E/Tkhz1GfDMpI/AAAAAAAAEMs/F69nuSVatqE/s1600/P1030119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pyUnooqNe-E/Tkhz1GfDMpI/AAAAAAAAEMs/F69nuSVatqE/s320/P1030119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640885889392652946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1gaUbZIgOJw/Tkhz0tH-9zI/AAAAAAAAEMk/FQ-_0S9Jp0I/s1600/P1030116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1gaUbZIgOJw/Tkhz0tH-9zI/AAAAAAAAEMk/FQ-_0S9Jp0I/s320/P1030116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640885882585020210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley is talking so much more!  She is even saying things  spontaneously.  Yak, backpack, tiger.  It is very exciting when it  happens.    She is babbling more too.  Just little sounds here and  there.  And she is doing much better in school, you know, now that  summer school is over and there is a break before the regular school  starts.  And the potty training is pretty much done.  She has some bad  days. But she diaper free 24 hours a day.  It is wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FxJjlqDMyq0/TkhzXzXORWI/AAAAAAAAEMU/48mwjdzmDOg/s1600/P1030105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FxJjlqDMyq0/TkhzXzXORWI/AAAAAAAAEMU/48mwjdzmDOg/s320/P1030105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640885386043344226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0GzCqWQBO4/TkhzXZk8cjI/AAAAAAAAEMM/jdlk8GAr4es/s1600/P1030082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0GzCqWQBO4/TkhzXZk8cjI/AAAAAAAAEMM/jdlk8GAr4es/s320/P1030082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640885379121574450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-RDSMv8QvM/TkhzXDccr4I/AAAAAAAAEME/k-9PB-llevE/s1600/P1030087.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oBsg1cD_eSY/TkhzYcV-hJI/AAAAAAAAEMc/MIX0TllDeh4/s1600/P1030106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oBsg1cD_eSY/TkhzYcV-hJI/AAAAAAAAEMc/MIX0TllDeh4/s320/P1030106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640885397043971218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PYZtykCghFo/Tkhyj4uIFsI/AAAAAAAAEL0/I9QoaWmBaHI/s1600/P1030071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PYZtykCghFo/Tkhyj4uIFsI/AAAAAAAAEL0/I9QoaWmBaHI/s320/P1030071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640884494128387778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFFCUOWmt_o/Tkhyjke7IlI/AAAAAAAAELs/nbdnzv0DrdE/s1600/P1030064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFFCUOWmt_o/Tkhyjke7IlI/AAAAAAAAELs/nbdnzv0DrdE/s320/P1030064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640884488695915090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yU8P-CEkd8I/TkhykBWS0II/AAAAAAAAEL8/b4RjNU5rwTo/s1600/P1030082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yU8P-CEkd8I/TkhykBWS0II/AAAAAAAAEL8/b4RjNU5rwTo/s320/P1030082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640884496444346498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B, well, B is B.  Making zoos, loving to be outside.  Asking to go  swimming every day.  She is feisty and a know-it-all about animals.  And  she tells you what she wants, when she wants it.  Ahhh!!! She is one of  a kind, but such a cuddly little-big girl.  Always with the kisses and  hugs.  Oh and we lost her glasses, below are her new ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JzljbVWmNmM/TkhyIDITRvI/AAAAAAAAELk/TqSECGvpYXI/s1600/P1030065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JzljbVWmNmM/TkhyIDITRvI/AAAAAAAAELk/TqSECGvpYXI/s320/P1030065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640884015886190322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sUbO75QiOFk/TkhyH-DrOiI/AAAAAAAAELc/yiRZHRLHr-g/s1600/P1030061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sUbO75QiOFk/TkhyH-DrOiI/AAAAAAAAELc/yiRZHRLHr-g/s320/P1030061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640884014524611106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DUxrRj_B_8w/TkhyGSX6D5I/AAAAAAAAELU/L2oky8aVa6g/s1600/P1030028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DUxrRj_B_8w/TkhyGSX6D5I/AAAAAAAAELU/L2oky8aVa6g/s320/P1030028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640883985618440082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JzljbVWmNmM/TkhyIDITRvI/AAAAAAAAELk/TqSECGvpYXI/s1600/P1030065.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-woAO3TBt-iw/TkhxhFfsQOI/AAAAAAAAELE/LJqtyVFj_Xw/s1600/P1030026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-woAO3TBt-iw/TkhxhFfsQOI/AAAAAAAAELE/LJqtyVFj_Xw/s320/P1030026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640883346506268898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TntGbGBPXdg/TkhxhXU_4MI/AAAAAAAAELM/T_p3xoV2wc8/s1600/P1030027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TntGbGBPXdg/TkhxhXU_4MI/AAAAAAAAELM/T_p3xoV2wc8/s320/P1030027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640883351293255874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j-gpBOPWV4s/Tkhw7xy6YeI/AAAAAAAAEK8/Nagei7tV22g/s1600/P1030021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j-gpBOPWV4s/Tkhw7xy6YeI/AAAAAAAAEK8/Nagei7tV22g/s320/P1030021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640882705563017698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, well, I turned 40 on August 2nd (don't expect any actual pictures of me.  YIKES, I am 40 you know).   It was a good day.  Mike treated me for a couple of days before and both he and my sister got me great things.  Mike gave me a new camera, a micro DLSR.  I love it.  My skills aren't any better, most of my pictures aren't good, but they are sharper and clearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?  No much.  I am making Tinker Bell costumes for the girls and I have a stack of fabric  for some fall/winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-RDSMv8QvM/TkhzXDccr4I/AAAAAAAAEME/k-9PB-llevE/s1600/P1030087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-RDSMv8QvM/TkhzXDccr4I/AAAAAAAAEME/k-9PB-llevE/s320/P1030087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640885373180358530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a cute little shirt I made for Charley using a Target tee and my &lt;a href="http://www.silhouetteamerica.com/silhouette.aspx"&gt;Silhouette machine&lt;/a&gt;.  Rhinestones, isn't it cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1jZ0xvyunM/Tkhz1QqP10I/AAAAAAAAEM0/TDVgkpXYGnQ/s1600/P1030126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1jZ0xvyunM/Tkhz1QqP10I/AAAAAAAAEM0/TDVgkpXYGnQ/s320/P1030126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640885892123973442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is there?  I am going to try and take more pictures with my new camera (can you tell, I love it?  Mike doesn't usually buy me presents, but when he does, they are great.  Silhouette, the camera, ice cream maker, robo grip).  I really want to post more.  I think of stuff to say, like why I was able to potty train Charley at an early age - we didn't give up, despite any messes.  Or, a picture of my favorite things (the yellow sandals I had on Thursday).  I feel like I am not posting all the stuff I want to remember.    Cross my fingers I will be better.  Of course, every morning I say I will be a better parent, then before my second cup of tea is done, I am yelling at someone to finally put on their shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-249863575961325687?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/249863575961325687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=249863575961325687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/249863575961325687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/249863575961325687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-300th-post.html' title='My 300th Post!'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pyUnooqNe-E/Tkhz1GfDMpI/AAAAAAAAEMs/F69nuSVatqE/s72-c/P1030119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-3118440166777766500</id><published>2011-07-22T16:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T09:55:16.895-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Where, Oh Where, Has July Gone?</title><content type='html'>Seriously,  my last post was the 26th of June!  Where have I been, and why haven't I  been taking pictures?  What has happened since then?  Well, we had  Swedish Days in our town with a parade. Went to Brookfield Zoo.   Celebrated my sister's 50th (oh my) birthday.  Sewed some.  Celebrated  the 4th of July.  Friday night movies while Mike is playing soft ball.   Pools, Not doing to much, but busy at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley is  seeing a speech therapist and saying more things.  Up, down, turtle, I,  eyes, in, out, good, girl, good girl, hi, bye, turtle, cut, cook, help,  open, door, car.  Some are clearer than others.  Sometimes, she says it once, then won't repeat it for awhile (like today, she spontaneously said "thank you".)  Last week, we started seeing  Miss Janna twice a week.  She gets more out of Charley than I do, so  hopefully she will progress even faster.  Charley is also doing better  in school.    Now, she just cries when I leave (or if I am late picking  up).  She loves music, loves puzzles, and loves the playground.  She  doesn't eat much there.  Knock on wood, her potty training (are we still  training?  When does it stop?) is going well.   There is the occasional  hiccup, and we had a couple of nights were she wet the (I mean, my,)  bed.  But she went to bed early.  She can hold it a looong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's  see, what is up with B?  She is a smarty.  Starting to read more,  sounding out words, and trying to spell and write them.  Swimming like a  fish.  B says she cannot swim, and I guess, in the conventional way she  can't, but she swims under water like a champ.  She really tries at  Swim with Bill, so hopefully soon, she will be really swimming.  B also  likes summer school and spending time up at Camp Lee with her cousins.   They watched the girls while Mike and I saw the last Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, if you are still with me, here is what you've been waiting for....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We haven't been doing as much art as I would like.&lt;br /&gt;We changed around our bedroom situation,&lt;br /&gt;so we no longer have a dedicated art room/sewing room.&lt;br /&gt;But, B has her own room which she loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ix4C46IPUG0/TiTLKVL8WDI/AAAAAAAAEIA/8nHUd963OcI/s1600/IMG_6344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ix4C46IPUG0/TiTLKVL8WDI/AAAAAAAAEIA/8nHUd963OcI/s320/IMG_6344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630848812466329650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2tR7aoLUlE/TiTLI4eYjKI/AAAAAAAAEH4/0j_G6EZtj2o/s1600/IMG_6345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2tR7aoLUlE/TiTLI4eYjKI/AAAAAAAAEH4/0j_G6EZtj2o/s320/IMG_6345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630848787579178146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uW4eWFfQa2s/TiTLGqCEu_I/AAAAAAAAEHw/q2eGfZWmYPw/s1600/IMG_0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gc5jOr1mKOE/TiTLLYXf1AI/AAAAAAAAEII/nmtyjTErs_c/s1600/IMG_6343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gc5jOr1mKOE/TiTLLYXf1AI/AAAAAAAAEII/nmtyjTErs_c/s320/IMG_6343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630848830499968002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are from one of our zoo trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_t5hfoDtegI/TiR9vRHVonI/AAAAAAAAEHg/Ds7iZG_wN_8/s1600/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_t5hfoDtegI/TiR9vRHVonI/AAAAAAAAEHg/Ds7iZG_wN_8/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630763685121466994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hVVJitdZRe4/TiR9vxo75rI/AAAAAAAAEHo/XLoyWMZvFl8/s1600/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hVVJitdZRe4/TiR9vxo75rI/AAAAAAAAEHo/XLoyWMZvFl8/s320/IMG_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630763693852321458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our town's Swedish Days Parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PSRxVD2FB7Y/TiR9u_xt2VI/AAAAAAAAEHY/tV56qNr3Ylg/s1600/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PSRxVD2FB7Y/TiR9u_xt2VI/AAAAAAAAEHY/tV56qNr3Ylg/s320/IMG_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630763680467376466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jwUXoGpoUTM/TiR9uSNO7BI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/ZRq1tjzHNyc/s1600/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jwUXoGpoUTM/TiR9uSNO7BI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/ZRq1tjzHNyc/s320/IMG_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630763668234759186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttMDUMi28gg/TiR9tj0PC1I/AAAAAAAAEHI/KpMfL-1lCsw/s1600/IMG_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttMDUMi28gg/TiR9tj0PC1I/AAAAAAAAEHI/KpMfL-1lCsw/s320/IMG_0102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630763655781878610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Should this one be a model or what?&lt;br /&gt;She has the pose down!&lt;br /&gt;The model-y attitude too.  It's all&lt;br /&gt;Charley, Charley, Charley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oguLHUHSjjA/TiR8bwG5wkI/AAAAAAAAEG8/6C5fUKqAjPo/s1600/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oguLHUHSjjA/TiR8bwG5wkI/AAAAAAAAEG8/6C5fUKqAjPo/s320/IMG_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630762250332127810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this dress for Lee's birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;I made one for Charley too, just never finished them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxQfEvh3SY8/TiR8bghuzfI/AAAAAAAAEG0/guS152wygHE/s1600/IMG_6376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxQfEvh3SY8/TiR8bghuzfI/AAAAAAAAEG0/guS152wygHE/s320/IMG_6376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630762246149688818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oguLHUHSjjA/TiR8bwG5wkI/AAAAAAAAEG8/6C5fUKqAjPo/s1600/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Lee's for Lee's birthday.  I think Lee had a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v1qE49UlFso/TiR8a5qNjaI/AAAAAAAAEGo/EWvYuxmLbvw/s1600/IMG_6381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v1qE49UlFso/TiR8a5qNjaI/AAAAAAAAEGo/EWvYuxmLbvw/s320/IMG_6381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630762235716275618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this cake.  That is "50" spelled out with candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wmYMTnyAyLU/TiR8aX42dMI/AAAAAAAAEGY/jzQqIkno-uk/s1600/IMG_6383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wmYMTnyAyLU/TiR8aX42dMI/AAAAAAAAEGY/jzQqIkno-uk/s320/IMG_6383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630762226650870978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the cake from the party Dick threw for Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YUqzHj1d3oU/TiR8ZlNDnzI/AAAAAAAAEGM/PwHplvkI_lU/s1600/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YUqzHj1d3oU/TiR8ZlNDnzI/AAAAAAAAEGM/PwHplvkI_lU/s320/IMG_0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630762213045411634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picutes on our way to the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVq6Xk32Vhw/TiR56La8CUI/AAAAAAAAEAc/HSvpx6dAYHk/s1600/IMG_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVq6Xk32Vhw/TiR56La8CUI/AAAAAAAAEAc/HSvpx6dAYHk/s320/IMG_0148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630759474525112642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ergV8hLhwfQ/TiR5565xB-I/AAAAAAAAEAU/QmYkBZai-6o/s1600/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ergV8hLhwfQ/TiR5565xB-I/AAAAAAAAEAU/QmYkBZai-6o/s320/IMG_0151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630759470091012066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vgJPc0YKaYA/TiR55Ts_A0I/AAAAAAAAEAM/Wy65PSHlIBI/s1600/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vgJPc0YKaYA/TiR55Ts_A0I/AAAAAAAAEAM/Wy65PSHlIBI/s320/IMG_0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630759459568419650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eo5LJrjmX0I/TiR55I5gVpI/AAAAAAAAEAE/ekJ-P2p9K84/s1600/IMG_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eo5LJrjmX0I/TiR55I5gVpI/AAAAAAAAEAE/ekJ-P2p9K84/s320/IMG_0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630759456668145298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H97h-DTgxH0/TiR56uIHLVI/AAAAAAAAEAk/SV4g93-Y0PI/s1600/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going to school one morning.  My back pack girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeRoSAjmJsU/TiR4Dcra1rI/AAAAAAAAD_0/RmWj26yyKEE/s1600/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aeRoSAjmJsU/TiR4Dcra1rI/AAAAAAAAD_0/RmWj26yyKEE/s320/IMG_0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630757434753210034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vi2K2_DaVUI/TiR4CyVbTRI/AAAAAAAAD_s/ieJuWhxXuTE/s1600/IMG_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vi2K2_DaVUI/TiR4CyVbTRI/AAAAAAAAD_s/ieJuWhxXuTE/s320/IMG_0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630757423386676498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CNrLw0Zk5uo/TiR4CTdhYbI/AAAAAAAAD_k/T6hi_LgTosI/s1600/IMG_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iy4MserSV28/TiR4B_V9wWI/AAAAAAAAD_c/sVti4NfzTFg/s1600/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HVvPSbN3pgw/TiR4Dx_5RII/AAAAAAAAD_8/IB7uO8ViaT0/s1600/IMG_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HVvPSbN3pgw/TiR4Dx_5RII/AAAAAAAAD_8/IB7uO8ViaT0/s320/IMG_0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630757440476234882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;B had a school trip to Cosley Zoo.&lt;br /&gt;She got to pet a snake, and a chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iy4MserSV28/TiR4B_V9wWI/AAAAAAAAD_c/sVti4NfzTFg/s1600/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iy4MserSV28/TiR4B_V9wWI/AAAAAAAAD_c/sVti4NfzTFg/s320/IMG_0191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630757409698726242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK, here is another kid with model attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CD6Jy6esGpM/TinEPZyCTOI/AAAAAAAAEJk/hrMYUA5bnNU/s1600/IMG_6414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CD6Jy6esGpM/TinEPZyCTOI/AAAAAAAAEJk/hrMYUA5bnNU/s320/IMG_6414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632248577901350114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pmy4jUvstjg/TinEQvOTgWI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/bnooy6oO8xM/s1600/IMG_6420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pmy4jUvstjg/TinEQvOTgWI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/bnooy6oO8xM/s320/IMG_6420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632248600836931938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cogksXCFDWo/TinDum4N9jI/AAAAAAAAEJc/EJaz5osI6zY/s1600/IMG_6411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cogksXCFDWo/TinDum4N9jI/AAAAAAAAEJc/EJaz5osI6zY/s320/IMG_6411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632248014481258034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie night with the girls.  I think we watched&lt;br /&gt;Princess and the frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are helping with the popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-093OjQ1Tpyg/TinDsBf29JI/AAAAAAAAEI8/PU0s5s4gCRM/s1600/IMG_6388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-093OjQ1Tpyg/TinDsBf29JI/AAAAAAAAEI8/PU0s5s4gCRM/s320/IMG_6388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632247970087236754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My kids love popcorn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_VZHA4CLqDc/TinDtRAJNGI/AAAAAAAAEJM/T_PxTZuqKBU/s1600/IMG_6391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_VZHA4CLqDc/TinDtRAJNGI/AAAAAAAAEJM/T_PxTZuqKBU/s320/IMG_6391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632247991429051490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dhUUxL_MU2c/TinDsxD200I/AAAAAAAAEJE/_jmYkMVteTI/s1600/IMG_6390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dhUUxL_MU2c/TinDsxD200I/AAAAAAAAEJE/_jmYkMVteTI/s320/IMG_6390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632247982854689602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-093OjQ1Tpyg/TinDsBf29JI/AAAAAAAAEI8/PU0s5s4gCRM/s1600/IMG_6388.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is for all you people who think Charley&lt;br /&gt;is so cute and sweet.  Here is a little tantrum she had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sm56ltWjZBk/TinEP3_EzFI/AAAAAAAAEJs/T7yUkDUlT64/s1600/IMG_6417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sm56ltWjZBk/TinEP3_EzFI/AAAAAAAAEJs/T7yUkDUlT64/s320/IMG_6417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632248586009103442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this post over a week ago.  I have been a terrible blogger lately.   I guess there is other stuff going on.  It doesn't help that we got a new computer, but all the important stuff was on the old one and we had trouble switching stuff over.  The old computer ran out of memory,  so I couldn't load new software to make the transition easier.  I still have some more pictures I would like to post.  My bedroom was painted, it looks so nice.  We had some landscaping done, and what Layla hasn't ran over looks good.  You would think I have more time not that both kids are in school!  I feel like I never sit down while they are gone.  It's all get stuff done!  OK, Charley needs me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-3118440166777766500?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3118440166777766500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=3118440166777766500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/3118440166777766500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/3118440166777766500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/07/where-oh-where-has-july-gone.html' title='Where, Oh Where, Has July Gone?'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ix4C46IPUG0/TiTLKVL8WDI/AAAAAAAAEIA/8nHUd963OcI/s72-c/IMG_6344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-5732676862238263648</id><published>2011-06-26T15:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T15:48:29.996-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charley&apos;s clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I made this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B&apos;s Clothes'/><title type='text'>I Made This!!  Dixie Dress for Charley</title><content type='html'>Since Mike is home on Saturdays, I have a little time to sew.  Last  week, I did a ruffle dress for B (I get a picture up sometime).  This  week, I made the &lt;a href="http://sugarnspicecreations.blogspot.com/2010/05/dixie-dress.html"&gt;Dixie Dress&lt;/a&gt;, which is an adaptation of Leila and Ben's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.leilaandben.com/sweetdress.htm"&gt;The Sweet Little Dress&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;    I didn't make it exactly as the Dixie.  For one, the dress isn't  reversible, because I just didn't have the right fabric to use as the  reverse pattern.  I used the bias tape I made for the butterfly dress.    I am marginally happy about how it came out.  I used both the serger  and my sewing machine.  (Next project is going to be stretchy knit, so I  can expand my serger skills.)  The are holes are a little deep.   Charley did not want to try it on, so I had to estimate everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIsAnAsKI9I/TgeZtzFx8sI/AAAAAAAADnw/7bTKI3w3M5c/s1600/IMG_6359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIsAnAsKI9I/TgeZtzFx8sI/AAAAAAAADnw/7bTKI3w3M5c/s320/IMG_6359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622631671882969794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uNOgYvHh8Mw/TgeZtp5u8WI/AAAAAAAADno/9B4CXslTUrA/s1600/IMG_6357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uNOgYvHh8Mw/TgeZtp5u8WI/AAAAAAAADno/9B4CXslTUrA/s320/IMG_6357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622631669416522082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pvrW11IcL0g/TgeZtExs5LI/AAAAAAAADng/gi-7q0GHVMg/s1600/IMG_6351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pvrW11IcL0g/TgeZtExs5LI/AAAAAAAADng/gi-7q0GHVMg/s320/IMG_6351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622631659450721458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KrHtYxTEp_w/TgeZuWSYdiI/AAAAAAAADn4/hkCeHE9ZyAE/s1600/IMG_6350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KrHtYxTEp_w/TgeZuWSYdiI/AAAAAAAADn4/hkCeHE9ZyAE/s320/IMG_6350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622631681331066402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't B's dress cute?  It is Calypso from Target. &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/5240020312570269525-5732676862238263648?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/5732676862238263648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=5732676862238263648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/5732676862238263648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/5732676862238263648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-made-this-dixie-dress-for-charley.html' title='I Made This!!  Dixie Dress for Charley'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIsAnAsKI9I/TgeZtzFx8sI/AAAAAAAADnw/7bTKI3w3M5c/s72-c/IMG_6359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-6895112879904162038</id><published>2011-06-23T10:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T10:27:42.052-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charley&apos;s Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charley swimming'/><title type='text'>Just A Few New Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What has  been happening on James Street you want to know?  They are redoing to  sewers.  Dust and gravel everywhere!  Big holes, big machines, oh and  lots of bad weather.  Why is that?  Summer?  I think summer has started  at least by the calender.  Here on James Street?  65 and rainy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What  else? Charley has started her speech therapy.  Of course, she  only  wants to work with B and Mike.  Perhaps Mommy exerts to much  pressure?   Speak already!  Charley has also been through two weeks of  Montessori.   She is doing better.  Now she only cries when I leave -  this is  opposed to last week when she started crying when I pulled in  the  school driveway and turned the car off.  I wish I were taking  pictures  of her each day as she leaves, but truly, we are lucky to get  out the  door.  One, promptness is not my strong suit and two, I have to  wake  Charley up every day, and some days, like this morning, she is a  grump.   It took 10 minutes just to get her out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Young Beatrix has turned into a swimming fool.   Three weeks ago, she   wouldn't put her head under the water.  Now, we couldn't get her to stop   if we tried.  OK, and we've tried.  She wants to put her head under  and  swim in the bath.  No, our bathtub isn't big enough, especially  when  Charley is in the tub with B.  Our outside time has been hindered  by the weather (see above) so, maybe we've watched a bit too much of  Danny Phantom and B's new favorite, &lt;a href="http://pbskids.org/wildkratts/"&gt;The Wild Kratts&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a neat photo I did of Charley and me using the Photobooth&lt;br /&gt;program on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mD6VIN1XpsY/TgKIzJMUWhI/AAAAAAAADmw/04uDb99-3fE/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-06-22%2Bat%2B19.28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mD6VIN1XpsY/TgKIzJMUWhI/AAAAAAAADmw/04uDb99-3fE/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-06-22%2Bat%2B19.28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621205697134090770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to watch Charley draw.  Circles are her big thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8c36m9OcZrU/TgJEuQOdQMI/AAAAAAAADmg/oFbbd3RSN2U/s1600/IMG_6293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8c36m9OcZrU/TgJEuQOdQMI/AAAAAAAADmg/oFbbd3RSN2U/s320/IMG_6293.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621130846332076226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father's Day at Camp Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2fuYjpL-dTo/TgJEtmkDwoI/AAAAAAAADmY/PxBJb1Fr288/s1600/IMG_6303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2fuYjpL-dTo/TgJEtmkDwoI/AAAAAAAADmY/PxBJb1Fr288/s320/IMG_6303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621130835148391042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girls love their cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PRum4Ghrcys/TgJEs6XAMeI/AAAAAAAADmQ/LQNwM-iKs2w/s1600/IMG_6304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PRum4Ghrcys/TgJEs6XAMeI/AAAAAAAADmQ/LQNwM-iKs2w/s320/IMG_6304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621130823282471394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the J's (Jeana, Jess and Jordan) are so&lt;br /&gt;good with B and Charley.  They get B to do things she&lt;br /&gt;normally wouldn't.  And the food at Camp Lee&lt;br /&gt;is pretty good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6YXzGvP5zjI/TgJEsUPjQpI/AAAAAAAADmI/wciVcV-c2hg/s1600/IMG_6307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6YXzGvP5zjI/TgJEsUPjQpI/AAAAAAAADmI/wciVcV-c2hg/s320/IMG_6307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621130813050667666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made &lt;a href="http://www.joythebaker.com/blog/2010/12/chocolate-peanut-butter-pretzel-brownies/"&gt;Chocolate Peanut Butter Pretzel Brownies&lt;/a&gt;.  They were OK.  I think next time I will bake them a bit less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still sewing a bit.  I am going to start a &lt;a href="http://www.tumblr.com/about"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;  to keep track of project ideas.  I have a decent stash of fabric, lots  of old shirts of Mike's and some of mine and my Mom's (those are  earmarked for Charley, there wasn't too much meat on my Mom's bones).   As I am waiting for the &lt;a href="http://www.att.com/u-verse/shop/index.jsp?WT.SRCH=1&amp;amp;GUID=3FA98926-4A95-4294-89E9-2C2C6FC20F2E#fbid=VgmMuwMjHJK"&gt;Uverse&lt;/a&gt;  guy AGAIN (!),  I thought I would go through my fabric and think of  some projects to have on deck for the quiet times (HA) in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-6895112879904162038?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/6895112879904162038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=6895112879904162038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/6895112879904162038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/6895112879904162038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-few-new-pictures.html' title='Just A Few New Pictures'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mD6VIN1XpsY/TgKIzJMUWhI/AAAAAAAADmw/04uDb99-3fE/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-06-22%2Bat%2B19.28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-7808832223993574014</id><published>2011-06-13T14:06:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T15:36:12.227-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Front Porch Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B&apos;s Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charley&apos;s bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Where O Where Has the Nice Weather Gone?</title><content type='html'>Before I start, this is my 296th blog post.  Yes, 300 is coming  soon, I figure at the rate I am going, 300 will be in August (wait,  should I time it with another milestone?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, what has been  going on since the last post?  Both girls have started summer school,  gymnastics and swim lessons.  The weather has been crappy, but we are  still out and about in the yard.  YUCK!  It has been humid and cold, all  on the same day.  What else?  Today is niece Jeana's 16th Birthday!  Happy Birthday!!!!  Yesterday, we went to visit Jeana after we went to Rick Bayless's Farm Foundation Festival.  We've also been working around the house.  De-cluttering (have I mentioned that I am never buying anything else?), spring cleaning, LAUNDRY, WEEDING!  YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to what you've all been waiting for.....PICTURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;B took the following photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadow and Layla-Belle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F_ENmztD4mQ/TfZks2e4udI/AAAAAAAADkI/gbjFndEkqoE/s1600/IMG_6252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F_ENmztD4mQ/TfZks2e4udI/AAAAAAAADkI/gbjFndEkqoE/s320/IMG_6252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617788306893355474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charley hating her bike.  Is it because it isn't pink?&lt;br /&gt;I suspect that is the reason.  'Cause she sure&lt;br /&gt;wants to ride B's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHVd1uj8BnU/TfZkOym9BkI/AAAAAAAADjo/tUG2BGu0J9g/s1600/IMG_6203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHVd1uj8BnU/TfZkOym9BkI/AAAAAAAADjo/tUG2BGu0J9g/s320/IMG_6203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617787790457374274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self Portrait entitled,&lt;br /&gt;"Here's My Mug."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLf374rHR3A/TfZksS-273I/AAAAAAAADkA/-oX8kzSiuk0/s1600/IMG_6257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLf374rHR3A/TfZksS-273I/AAAAAAAADkA/-oX8kzSiuk0/s320/IMG_6257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617788297363779442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B's wings.  I finally finished them.&lt;br /&gt;Good news. she likes them.&lt;br /&gt;Bad news, they need to be washed.&lt;br /&gt;Will they survive?  I did make them you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-WnUYhlHgM/TfZkriSaSFI/AAAAAAAADj4/mN5A9ni-BOA/s1600/IMG_6280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-WnUYhlHgM/TfZkriSaSFI/AAAAAAAADj4/mN5A9ni-BOA/s320/IMG_6280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617788284292450386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress up time from yesterday.  See, the wings are a winner.&lt;br /&gt;So is the tutu Lee gave Charley for Easter.&lt;br /&gt;The wings and crown were left by Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t4gbgKlJUzE/TfZkrJUUHyI/AAAAAAAADjw/Td-_m_aqfs0/s1600/IMG_6282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t4gbgKlJUzE/TfZkrJUUHyI/AAAAAAAADjw/Td-_m_aqfs0/s320/IMG_6282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617788277589548834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yW-CXfZhm3E/TfZhZJeQoJI/AAAAAAAADi4/T7gLItpSQDY/s1600/IMG_6284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yW-CXfZhm3E/TfZhZJeQoJI/AAAAAAAADi4/T7gLItpSQDY/s320/IMG_6284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617784669858734226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thinks she is all that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;a bag of chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOHJR9szwa4/TfZhYqmKqEI/AAAAAAAADiw/2DnCJXM0hz4/s1600/IMG_6285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOHJR9szwa4/TfZhYqmKqEI/AAAAAAAADiw/2DnCJXM0hz4/s320/IMG_6285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617784661570398274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1aIucQsFh_k/TfZhYE6QiVI/AAAAAAAADio/JZIGJbZLJcI/s1600/IMG_6287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1aIucQsFh_k/TfZhYE6QiVI/AAAAAAAADio/JZIGJbZLJcI/s320/IMG_6287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617784651454122322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is flying everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqix6ZUqgSo/TfZhXpAbjNI/AAAAAAAADig/5Frv6eDrdVM/s1600/IMG_6288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqix6ZUqgSo/TfZhXpAbjNI/AAAAAAAADig/5Frv6eDrdVM/s320/IMG_6288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617784643963817170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been playing together more and more.&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BU3HFoqI8UY/TfZhXC90zXI/AAAAAAAADiY/7uh9klXNVZA/s1600/IMG_6290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BU3HFoqI8UY/TfZhXC90zXI/AAAAAAAADiY/7uh9klXNVZA/s320/IMG_6290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617784633752341874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all, things are going OK.  I want to sew more and I want to get the art room re-organized (for the 5th time this year).  We all take stuff out (some may dump things on the floor) and don't put it back.  The room is so small, that it only takes a couple of days and it is CHAOS!  (I do love the CAPS today, don't I?)  OK, Mike is de-cluttering without me, I better go toe the line.  TTFN  and Happy Birthday Jeana!&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/5240020312570269525-7808832223993574014?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/7808832223993574014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=7808832223993574014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/7808832223993574014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/7808832223993574014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/where-o-where-has-nice-weather-gone.html' title='Where O Where Has the Nice Weather Gone?'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F_ENmztD4mQ/TfZks2e4udI/AAAAAAAADkI/gbjFndEkqoE/s72-c/IMG_6252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-4239168977933228261</id><published>2011-06-07T14:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T21:09:36.991-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charley&apos;s Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B&apos;s artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charley swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b&apos;s bike'/><title type='text'>It's June and What's Been Happening on James Street?</title><content type='html'>Lots, but nothing to recordable.  We released butterflies.  We've done  art (yes, big shocker).  Here's another shocker, we've played outside.   Rain, sun, clouds.  We've been out in it.  We have been swimming at  Lee's (Memorial Day and last Friday).  Late spring  cleaning (seriously,  no more clothes, shoes or anything else - where did all this stuff come  from?).  I have been working FOREVER trying to make &lt;a href="http://sewingin-nomansland.blogspot.com/2011/03/butterfly-dress-and-headband.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;  dress for Charley (and I finished today.  She is sleeping right now and  probably going to tinkle it it).  What else?  B has been riding her  bike (hurray for peer pressure  - let's hope that is the last time I say  that).  I ordered Charley a Strider bike and gave her B's old helmet.   That kid is hell bent on riding. We walked up town today (by the time  this gets published it will be yesterday) and she whined  the whole way, wanting to get down and tackled B off her bike, then sit  on it, because, you know, she can't reach the wheels.  I have called a  speech therapist for Charley, maybe we can find out why she isn't  talking.  I know, I shouldn't be so worried.  I believe she will cry  less if she talks more.   Really, I would much rather hear the annoying  chatter than the constant whining and crying.  You all think I am  exaggerating.  I am not.  The kid needs to talk.  Otherwise things are  fine.   Should I zip it and show you what you really want?  Here are the  pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first photos are from the butterfly  release party at Peck Farm.&lt;br /&gt;We have gone every year since B was one.  Mike usually meets us there.&lt;br /&gt;This is Charley's first year getting her own butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6Dn0zvR6-lM/Te2RlKgWWNI/AAAAAAAADiQ/-7DKevS7sBI/s1600/IMG_6109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6Dn0zvR6-lM/Te2RlKgWWNI/AAAAAAAADiQ/-7DKevS7sBI/s320/IMG_6109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615304378062100690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing with butterflies is you cannot touch their wings.&lt;br /&gt;This year the kids got two butterflies and some help from&lt;br /&gt;a butterfly expert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FXUe_cp4mOo/Te2Rkr9Oi9I/AAAAAAAADiI/5BT2-9O5IV4/s1600/IMG_6113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FXUe_cp4mOo/Te2Rkr9Oi9I/AAAAAAAADiI/5BT2-9O5IV4/s320/IMG_6113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615304369861725138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How cool are B's braids?  B got her  hair done that morning and Roxanne&lt;br /&gt;braided B's hair instead of drying it.&lt;br /&gt;I am practicing so I can braid B's hair.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4ts9Gf-Jw0/Te2RkDkEzlI/AAAAAAAADiA/rAlWoog7yNA/s1600/IMG_6115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4ts9Gf-Jw0/Te2RkDkEzlI/AAAAAAAADiA/rAlWoog7yNA/s320/IMG_6115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615304359018810962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;B is seriously cute sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Much better than with the mop she usually sports.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOBJsPU-OXw/Te2RjmVBw0I/AAAAAAAADh4/5iNjyVD5nkA/s1600/IMG_6123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOBJsPU-OXw/Te2RjmVBw0I/AAAAAAAADh4/5iNjyVD5nkA/s320/IMG_6123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615304351171068738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I really love butterfly houses.  They are very peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;We don't have a lot of butterflies in our yard.  No sun, so not&lt;br /&gt;a lot of flowers.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nm3OvdgrrYY/Te2Or9Hy1tI/AAAAAAAADhw/mJLSQoRJSpw/s1600/IMG_6120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nm3OvdgrrYY/Te2Or9Hy1tI/AAAAAAAADhw/mJLSQoRJSpw/s320/IMG_6120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615301196193650386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;OK, the little one is cute too. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vmuFF64VAPE/Te2OrdGbGMI/AAAAAAAADho/P-8BgeyOqAs/s1600/IMG_6124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vmuFF64VAPE/Te2OrdGbGMI/AAAAAAAADho/P-8BgeyOqAs/s320/IMG_6124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615301187597965506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BbPbVBjb_1c/Te2FBdszQEI/AAAAAAAADhg/K9x-tZh2u0s/s1600/IMG_6130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BbPbVBjb_1c/Te2FBdszQEI/AAAAAAAADhg/K9x-tZh2u0s/s320/IMG_6130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615290570599776322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BfrUeHChQnk/Te2EG68ARII/AAAAAAAADg0/9Rbw-stXIA8/s1600/IMG_6134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BfrUeHChQnk/Te2EG68ARII/AAAAAAAADg0/9Rbw-stXIA8/s320/IMG_6134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615289564835890306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;B got this from somewhere.  I think it is a stripeasaurus.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uy4eqJ4fzd8/Te1qSWVmdOI/AAAAAAAADgc/GD9toVoMC1A/s1600/IMG_6135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uy4eqJ4fzd8/Te1qSWVmdOI/AAAAAAAADgc/GD9toVoMC1A/s320/IMG_6135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261173867246818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Serious art face.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gS3qjaYijOU/Te1qRkTasYI/AAAAAAAADgU/3n7Oq8x_NQs/s1600/IMG_6136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gS3qjaYijOU/Te1qRkTasYI/AAAAAAAADgU/3n7Oq8x_NQs/s320/IMG_6136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261160436314498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More serious art face.  Charley is painting a dog.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a3v7hjtmDDo/Te1qREAKnxI/AAAAAAAADgM/FhJQAAOGsZY/s1600/IMG_6137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a3v7hjtmDDo/Te1qREAKnxI/AAAAAAAADgM/FhJQAAOGsZY/s320/IMG_6137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261151765634834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This was rainy day play.  Bath night followed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BvprO704MNs/Te1qQasnDyI/AAAAAAAADgE/w_Vnqou6TMM/s1600/IMG_6144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BvprO704MNs/Te1qQasnDyI/AAAAAAAADgE/w_Vnqou6TMM/s320/IMG_6144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261140677758754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2l5synfdfo/Te1qPn9ifVI/AAAAAAAADf8/RoSvAAPNZ8I/s1600/IMG_6141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2l5synfdfo/Te1qPn9ifVI/AAAAAAAADf8/RoSvAAPNZ8I/s320/IMG_6141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615261127058554194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Memorial Day at Camp Lee.  Charley is a swimming fool.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wyVTSstUsI0/Te1bU1fc55I/AAAAAAAADf0/gfbuTOL8F20/s1600/IMG_6153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wyVTSstUsI0/Te1bU1fc55I/AAAAAAAADf0/gfbuTOL8F20/s320/IMG_6153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615244723915384722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So, Mike and I were burned.  B and Charley were tan.&lt;br /&gt;How does that work?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AXX-Fk2SOTU/Te1bUukXNBI/AAAAAAAADfs/bIdgt8GV8Wo/s1600/IMG_6158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AXX-Fk2SOTU/Te1bUukXNBI/AAAAAAAADfs/bIdgt8GV8Wo/s320/IMG_6158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615244722056934418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That hat ended up in the pool about a minute after I too the photo.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WQ7TELbc9f4/Te1bT7cn4RI/AAAAAAAADfk/osjqIaOfOp0/s1600/IMG_6159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WQ7TELbc9f4/Te1bT7cn4RI/AAAAAAAADfk/osjqIaOfOp0/s320/IMG_6159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615244708334264594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Isabel did not help with the spring cleaning.  She laid around&lt;br /&gt;in  this bag all day.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P6sUQV6-7fo/Te1bTZLuU3I/AAAAAAAADfc/dFjTOiIRzF8/s1600/IMG_6165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P6sUQV6-7fo/Te1bTZLuU3I/AAAAAAAADfc/dFjTOiIRzF8/s320/IMG_6165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615244699136578418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nice thing about spring cleaning?   I found this old dress&lt;br /&gt;of B's (the the black boots) and Charley loves them.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H01OHhymEFk/Te1bSy-xbDI/AAAAAAAADfU/4zkjstRlNtY/s1600/IMG_6168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H01OHhymEFk/Te1bSy-xbDI/AAAAAAAADfU/4zkjstRlNtY/s320/IMG_6168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615244688881708082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't these pjs cute? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iuALQIjG24I/Te1EbtfZgNI/AAAAAAAADfE/MAxMKnUk24U/s1600/IMG_6170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iuALQIjG24I/Te1EbtfZgNI/AAAAAAAADfE/MAxMKnUk24U/s320/IMG_6170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615219553259323602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;These girls love books.  (that is Shadow's new bed.  Layla&lt;br /&gt;has not chewed it, but a cat thought it was the new litter box.&lt;br /&gt;I am washing it now.)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rbsVIne0OGY/Te1EbKIp31I/AAAAAAAADe8/nPnGw7jcVro/s1600/IMG_6172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rbsVIne0OGY/Te1EbKIp31I/AAAAAAAADe8/nPnGw7jcVro/s320/IMG_6172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615219543768686418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked up town to get Charley a bike helmet.&lt;br /&gt;None were small enough, so B got a new helmet and&lt;br /&gt;Charley got her old one.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u2Jirue1g8I/Te1EaoMwFxI/AAAAAAAADe0/kpcLuWb_5_A/s1600/IMG_6175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u2Jirue1g8I/Te1EaoMwFxI/AAAAAAAADe0/kpcLuWb_5_A/s320/IMG_6175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615219534659065618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is a biking fool.  It is all thanks to the kids&lt;br /&gt;down the street.  They rode by this past week.&lt;br /&gt;That evening, B asked for her bike (the one we've had since 2009).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5CTgqFexGJE/Te1EZ6fUIeI/AAAAAAAADes/Z6fq3Bea8rg/s1600/IMG_6177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5CTgqFexGJE/Te1EZ6fUIeI/AAAAAAAADes/Z6fq3Bea8rg/s320/IMG_6177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615219522388894178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is the dress I made for Charley.&lt;br /&gt;It took me more than a week.  But I made my own&lt;br /&gt;bias tape.   And I used the serger my cousin&lt;br /&gt;Barb gave me.  I am using it more and more.  (I put a&lt;br /&gt;rolled hem on the wings I am making B.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EkImflth0RA/Te0_WEG_fII/AAAAAAAADek/uOsLuR8BfOI/s1600/IMG_6183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EkImflth0RA/Te0_WEG_fII/AAAAAAAADek/uOsLuR8BfOI/s320/IMG_6183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615213958693616770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks a little bit like a hospital gown. &lt;br /&gt;But I made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e)  {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kVWvZapJ0wI/Te0_VB2rqZI/AAAAAAAADec/LTnsUDDbPzI/s1600/IMG_6184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kVWvZapJ0wI/Te0_VB2rqZI/AAAAAAAADec/LTnsUDDbPzI/s320/IMG_6184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615213940908468626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the bike drama.  Charley loves B's bike.&lt;br /&gt;Her &lt;a href="http://www.mystriderbike.com/?gclid=CK3_sp6PpakCFcW8KgodIhWnwQ"&gt;Strider &lt;/a&gt;came yesterday.  I'll have photos soon.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly she stands there and whines.  She wants us to push her on it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have photos soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e)  {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oiIkpVBSlPc/Te0_T0Cs7xI/AAAAAAAADeM/DVM1KrHfegw/s1600/IMG_6185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oiIkpVBSlPc/Te0_T0Cs7xI/AAAAAAAADeM/DVM1KrHfegw/s320/IMG_6185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615213920020918034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a little fish pond in town.  The girls love&lt;br /&gt;to visit it.  We were sweaty when we got home.  Especially B.&lt;br /&gt;She rode to town and back.  I am so proud of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e)  {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jBB5n2i5-iw/Te0_TTeVBWI/AAAAAAAADeE/ugWzWkk3Yb4/s1600/IMG_6187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jBB5n2i5-iw/Te0_TTeVBWI/AAAAAAAADeE/ugWzWkk3Yb4/s320/IMG_6187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615213911278421346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, not much else her.  It is now Tuesday and Charley had her first gymnastics class.  Her and B have class at the same time.  Charley did OK.  She is youngest by at least four months.  Charley just wants to do what B is doing.  We may be in trouble......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-4239168977933228261?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/4239168977933228261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=4239168977933228261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/4239168977933228261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/4239168977933228261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-june-and-whats-been-happening-on.html' title='It&apos;s June and What&apos;s Been Happening on James Street?'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6Dn0zvR6-lM/Te2RlKgWWNI/AAAAAAAADiQ/-7DKevS7sBI/s72-c/IMG_6109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-930020265234427992</id><published>2011-05-27T14:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T14:24:44.136-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B'/><title type='text'>Mother Knows Best</title><content type='html'>This morning, B insisted it was warm enough (because it was sunny) to wear shorts and a short sleeve tee (though it was only 50 degrees). I suggested she wear jeans and a tee. When we went to her haircut at 10:30, she asked for a sweatshirt.  I told her she should listen to me because Mother knows best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, she was asking about the spider crawling up the wall.  I said I didn't know what kind it was.  So she says to me, " but you said Mother knows best." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-930020265234427992?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/930020265234427992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=930020265234427992&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/930020265234427992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/930020265234427992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/05/mother-knows-best.html' title='Mother Knows Best'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-3825026103831954668</id><published>2011-05-25T12:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T12:22:53.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Late May Photo Update</title><content type='html'>May is coming to a close.  Of course, it is cold and rainy today,  more like April.  I am sure June will come in with 100% humidity and 100  degree weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is new on James Street?  Not much.   Sewing more.  Kids outside whenever possible.  Layla ate Charley's Keens  (well, one shoe anyway).  See, not much has changed.  I am sleepy  today.  Must have something to do with it being pitch black when I woke  up at 7 am.  Seriously, B thought it was the middle of the night.  But  now the sun is shining......  So, I will need eye shades for my nap.   HA!  Like I will get a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On with the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some photos of Charley in the dress I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LVP8-zLwxtc/Td04G5kMQRI/AAAAAAAADd4/RP6svb7owHk/s1600/IMG_6067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LVP8-zLwxtc/Td04G5kMQRI/AAAAAAAADd4/RP6svb7owHk/s320/IMG_6067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610702401956495634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6OCfMYWhfFo/Td04GgzQK0I/AAAAAAAADdw/4OtWmSjzIrI/s1600/IMG_6074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6OCfMYWhfFo/Td04GgzQK0I/AAAAAAAADdw/4OtWmSjzIrI/s320/IMG_6074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610702395308780354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see how well I made the dress.  I now have to wash it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HpO3uW11Qoo/Td04F3amLlI/AAAAAAAADdo/e9aSLsF5dR4/s1600/IMG_6079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HpO3uW11Qoo/Td04F3amLlI/AAAAAAAADdo/e9aSLsF5dR4/s320/IMG_6079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610702384199511634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from Sunday.  Building with blocks while Mike mowed&lt;br /&gt;thew lawn.  Like B?  She wanted to sleep "like" Mike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R6f8_8Xt_Ls/Td03oPqoubI/AAAAAAAADdg/Ae2SP_2fiCk/s1600/IMG_6084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R6f8_8Xt_Ls/Td03oPqoubI/AAAAAAAADdg/Ae2SP_2fiCk/s320/IMG_6084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610701875313162674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B built a dolphin show.   A ramp with a pool at the end.&lt;br /&gt;There is even a place for the dolphin to dive through a hoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lMrdeuR55Ak/Td022POVrWI/AAAAAAAADdY/hkVgBH3sqGk/s1600/IMG_6088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lMrdeuR55Ak/Td022POVrWI/AAAAAAAADdY/hkVgBH3sqGk/s320/IMG_6088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610701016201014626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Smp3io2a3ys/Td021Z8-uNI/AAAAAAAADdQ/9NVD2NcG37Y/s1600/IMG_6092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Smp3io2a3ys/Td021Z8-uNI/AAAAAAAADdQ/9NVD2NcG37Y/s320/IMG_6092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610701001901127890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oKjUV5xtxiM/Td0202QZNiI/AAAAAAAADdI/oQXZMlfA7No/s1600/IMG_6094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oKjUV5xtxiM/Td0202QZNiI/AAAAAAAADdI/oQXZMlfA7No/s320/IMG_6094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610700992318879266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the dress I made B out of Mike's old shirt.&lt;br /&gt;(Those lovely shoes are her new "blue and green mixed together" Keens.)&lt;br /&gt;You should know I was injured making this dress.  I sewed through (yes, out the back)&lt;br /&gt;of my finger, the yanked it and split the tip.  So lovely.&lt;br /&gt;I am dedicated to my craft.  HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WY-ptJFkSdk/Td020TahljI/AAAAAAAADdA/3gkiVK9oVQY/s1600/IMG_6099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WY-ptJFkSdk/Td020TahljI/AAAAAAAADdA/3gkiVK9oVQY/s320/IMG_6099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610700982966130226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the pose B really wants you to see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G6-sObrrd5s/Td02z2gwn8I/AAAAAAAADc4/eWmmU2DinEQ/s1600/IMG_6100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G6-sObrrd5s/Td02z2gwn8I/AAAAAAAADc4/eWmmU2DinEQ/s320/IMG_6100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610700975207653314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day B wants to be like Fancy Nancy, the next day, a weird faced, mud covered worm whisperer.  Yes, she actually calls herself a whisperer.  Bug Whisperer, Toad Whisperer.  Oh, Mike took her to Fermi Saturday morning to hunt for toads, frogs , snakes you name it.  She got to hold a toad, but they saw frogs and snakes and buffalo.  She had a blast.  She hasn't wanted to go to school, but wants to go with Mike to work.  She is my nature lover.  OK, laundry and cutting out fabric for a new dress await.  Oh, and my kids too.  I won't forget about them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-3825026103831954668?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/3825026103831954668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=3825026103831954668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/3825026103831954668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/3825026103831954668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/05/late-may-photo-update.html' title='Late May Photo Update'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LVP8-zLwxtc/Td04G5kMQRI/AAAAAAAADd4/RP6svb7owHk/s72-c/IMG_6067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-2681793764240185441</id><published>2011-05-20T17:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T17:33:04.946-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charley&apos;s clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing'/><title type='text'>I Made This!  Shirred Sundress for Charley</title><content type='html'>OK, I hit publish before I added text.  I made this cute little dress for Charley.  I worked on it a bit each day.  I lucked out on Tuesday and Wednesday because she took long naps.  Isn't it cute?  I really like my new machine.  It is a Singer, which I said I would never buy, but IO like that it sews by itself, without using a pedal.  This is perfect for me because it sews very slowly.  That way, my lines are straight and I can see what I am doing.  So, hopefully, I will be posting new stuff, sewn by me, on a semi-regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9kRjl9aGKig/TdbqCwiZVYI/AAAAAAAADb4/5gN5aiCPoik/s1600/IMG_6061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9kRjl9aGKig/TdbqCwiZVYI/AAAAAAAADb4/5gN5aiCPoik/s320/IMG_6061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608927719046337922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I don't like about sewing.  I get ahead of myself with all the things I want to make.  I bought this fabric for a top I wanted to make B 3 years ago.   I am trying to stop myself from ordering fabric until I use up my stash.  Though, I really want to order &lt;a href="http://www.rufflefabric.com/"&gt;this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5240020312570269525-2681793764240185441?l=lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/feeds/2681793764240185441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5240020312570269525&amp;postID=2681793764240185441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/2681793764240185441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5240020312570269525/posts/default/2681793764240185441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeonjamesstreet.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-made-this.html' title='I Made This!  Shirred Sundress for Charley'/><author><name>Georgine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01700118666406927147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIeQ4gUEPU/TrwHVW2_49I/AAAAAAAAE50/2sGDGiojd-g/s220/P1030783.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9kRjl9aGKig/TdbqCwiZVYI/AAAAAAAADb4/5gN5aiCPoik/s72-c/IMG_6061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5240020312570269525.post-8093728420889870081</id><published>2011-05-16T19:18:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:20:36.632-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing outside'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B&apos;s artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie'/><title type='text'>Mid-May Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not too much going on here.  The kids are making me crazy as usual.  B is signed up for skating, gymnastics and tennis, so that takes up some time.  Charley is going to swimming, which she LOVES!  She is also going to B's Montessori on Mondays as in introduction to the class she is starting this summer.  This she does NOT love.  Today she make it a little over an hour before they called me to come get her.  Much better than the 2o minutes last week.  What else? I may be jinxing it, but she has rocked with her potty training.  She goes days without an accident.  Of course, on the fifth day, she may only use the potty once and the floor the other 6 times......  But, she is really good.  She was good at school too.  Shadow fell down the basement stairs, so she is laid up and on some serious pain medication.  I am not happy (imagine that) about the weather.  We went to the zoo Friday and it dropped 20 degrees while we were there.  And imagine, I actually brought sweat shirts.  YEAH for being prepared.  Charley, my non-sleeper, took a good nap today, so I practiced a bit on my sewing machine.  I may actually have something to post by the weekend.  You know, it takes some other bloggy person 20 minutes what it takes me a week to make.  OK, on with what everyone ( and I mean Lee) wants, pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley took a nap, so B and I broke out the&lt;br /&gt;colored sand and glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tRfNNLcQuNo/TdHCm-lpJcI/AAAAAAAADbk/iovEMlLtLNI/s1600/IMG_6012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tRfNNLcQuNo/TdHCm-lpJcI/AAAAAAAADbk/iovEMlLtLNI/s320/IMG_6012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607476985944679874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel joined us for a little love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0f3lLectlJg/TdHCmeBB9BI/AAAAAAAADbc/vTFbR95MW6Y/s1600/IMG_6014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0f3lLectlJg/TdHCmeBB9BI/AAAAAAAADbc/vTFbR95MW6Y/s320/IMG_6014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607476977201181714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day must have been warm.  Shirtless Chuck, short sleeves&lt;br /&gt;on B and cantaloupe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wgp1lVUwuaA/TdHCmHc3qCI/AAAAAAAADbU/I3u_8IJlX9s/s1600/IMG_6019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wgp1lVUwuaA/TdHCmHc3qCI/AAAAAAAADbU/I3u_8IJlX9s/s320/IMG_6019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607476971143931938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they ate the whole thing within two days.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure on the third day it was 30 degrees and&lt;br /&gt;decidedly not cantaloupe weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fEqsv9nzaOU/TdHBs60VA-I/AAAAAAAADak/ESVsdriDRqI/s1600/IMG_6018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fEqsv9nzaOU/TdHBs60VA-I/AAAAAAAADak/ESVsdriDRqI/s320/IMG_6018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607475988500120546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B started ice skating a couple of Saturdays ago.&lt;br /&gt;Lee, Jeana and Jordan came for the first lesson.&lt;br /&gt;They provided lots of cheers for our first time skater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hlTK3eg4H4I/TdHBse51pDI/AAAAAAAADac/99eXU9bgzJE/s1600/IMG_6021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hlTK3eg4H4I/TdHBse51pDI/AAAAAAAADac/99eXU9bgzJE/s320/IMG_6021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607475981007037490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did pretty well.  She listened to the instructors, and&lt;br /&gt;only fell a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vn04t7Rb4o8/TdHBsKuB-VI/AAAAAAAADaU/z8t_QFltd_w/s1600/IMG_6033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vn04t7Rb4o8/TdHBsKuB-VI/AAAAAAAADaU/z8t_QFltd_w/s320/IMG_6033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607475975588804946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, she had a lot of fun and wanted to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1GW6LzsB3gs/TdHBrn0uVCI/AAAAAAAADaM/tY6-UifZHkQ/s1600/IMG_6035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1GW6LzsB3gs/TdHBrn0uVCI/AAAAAAAADaM/tY6-UifZHkQ/s320/IMG_6035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607475966221636642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls made cardboard cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxEsf0jVHzA/TdHBrML9bOI/AAAAAAAADaE/6Vy_e3ZFMAM/s1600/IMG_6037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxEsf0jVHzA/TdHBrML9bOI/AAAAAAAADaE/6Vy_e3ZFMAM/s320/IMG_6037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607475958802902242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxes make the best toys.  Mike, if you are reading this,&lt;br /&gt;remind me of this next Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5r8ZFQoBl74/TdHA4uYS1NI/AAAAAAAADZ8/a6Awmtuapak/s1600/IMG_6038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5r8ZFQoBl74/TdHA4uYS1NI/AAAAAAAADZ8/a6Awmtuapak/s320/IMG_6038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607475091808113874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millipede?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JdL8OmY5tNE/TdHA3iMSbfI/AAAAAAAADZs/YSJVY6WYpyI/s1600/IMG_6040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JdL8OmY5tNE/TdHA3iMSbfI/AAAAAAAADZs/YSJVY6WYpyI/s320/IMG_6040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607475071356661234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley's Mother's Day gift to me was a long nap.&lt;br /&gt;B gave me a necklace and bracelet she made and Mike gave&lt;br /&gt;me a beautiful necklace and a mug with my initial.&lt;br /&gt;(B and I also had a Mother's Day tea at her school.)&lt;br /&gt;Mike worked on the heap in the garage while B and I did&lt;br /&gt;chalk drawing.  And hopscotch.  Mike eventually joined us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jkgil4tNKLA/TdHA4PoiD6I/AAAAAAAADZ0/9jhmx4mtwa8/s1600/IMG_6043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jkgil4tNKLA/TdHA4PoiD6I/AAAAAAAADZ0/9jhmx4mtwa8/s320/IMG_6043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607475083554721698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes B is so cute. &lt;br /&gt;OK, OK, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aAh0OuLBMjg/TdG_yXtJIzI/AAAAAAAADZk/umJwIc6qTp8/s1600/IMG_6044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aAh0OuLBMjg/TdG_yXtJIzI/AAAAAAAADZk/umJwIc6qTp8/s320/IMG_6044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607473883130700594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike taking over hopscotching was part of my Mother's Day gift too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xRmIGMnYeJQ/TdG_xwWHpQI/AAAAAAAADZc/OkibJxzAaKU/s1600/IMG_6045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xRmIGMnYeJQ/TdG_xwWHpQI/AAAAAAAADZc/OkibJxzAaKU/s320/IMG_6045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607473872565150978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike cleaned out the sand and water table and just filled&lt;br /&gt; it with water.  The girls favorite.  They can't tear themselves away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qw3A9_JJ20/TdG_xRhjfRI/AAAAAAAADZU/xhy5nKakjs8/s1600/IMG_6055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qw3A9_JJ20/TdG_xRhjfRI/AAAAAAAADZU/xhy5nKakjs8/s320/IMG_6055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607473864291613970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even to go to the bathroom.  Both of them.  I hate laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center
