tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44780138583396288232024-02-19T02:37:28.285-08:00Fulton Family FunJoyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.comBlogger89125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-51599842281993765842010-04-30T17:57:00.001-07:002010-04-30T18:54:39.182-07:00Beach Trip<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSKRUhLPRKmc_VvsQx-flOb2OluWrIkUZ6YU_Rr9U-eeupySFgLui7nL7dyMJV1gfpWXdV_uEoPS_7gdkP2Gt-LA2lIjdT55bLxTMgkbFu1dRHASzAjMu5tfLCsepph8QGsOOi0pBzegom/s1600/025.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSKRUhLPRKmc_VvsQx-flOb2OluWrIkUZ6YU_Rr9U-eeupySFgLui7nL7dyMJV1gfpWXdV_uEoPS_7gdkP2Gt-LA2lIjdT55bLxTMgkbFu1dRHASzAjMu5tfLCsepph8QGsOOi0pBzegom/s200/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466106610749169442" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinooKNuBVbxcdoYanEm40qkvUEs6FSYEaIA005jsJMaUXb2PRAD1saAf5uloahIKZLry4hyphenhyphenAZ8xyZ9jInpNG6wL38NOgqbaY8oIUQlsthV6heyzj0oPzr6IffTHOvmQhj4vf3YkOdH1Azc/s1600/032.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinooKNuBVbxcdoYanEm40qkvUEs6FSYEaIA005jsJMaUXb2PRAD1saAf5uloahIKZLry4hyphenhyphenAZ8xyZ9jInpNG6wL38NOgqbaY8oIUQlsthV6heyzj0oPzr6IffTHOvmQhj4vf3YkOdH1Azc/s200/032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466106607018437410" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvaYgEiO-5ZFLfgjZWk_dv3G3l6AxHqTZFHIIKndEa4Z1yIbbOs79idRszXFTAWVdNZXnqL6EfQd1wpb1JmrWLWTqfPMZX8C18d2XL4fU8zBYK2tSV6h_VGyxu_bKXLM1CI5M3noQ7kKz5/s1600/033.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvaYgEiO-5ZFLfgjZWk_dv3G3l6AxHqTZFHIIKndEa4Z1yIbbOs79idRszXFTAWVdNZXnqL6EfQd1wpb1JmrWLWTqfPMZX8C18d2XL4fU8zBYK2tSV6h_VGyxu_bKXLM1CI5M3noQ7kKz5/s200/033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466100917141539218" border="0" /></a>We were blessed by a trip to the beach a few weekends ago. I had been yearning to go and told Coleman that maybe we'd get to go someday, so we said a prayer to ask God to provide a way to visit the beach, and God did bless us with an amazing condo to stay in right near one of the nicest beaches on the Gulf, as well as perfect weather. You can see Coleman and Eliza having fun on the lounger in the master bedroom. That morning we took a walk, and Coleman biked, to explore the local 'town'.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNhMlzkJsRh5IlW5RYCIv783B70GpLbYryb-V8vJjQaF3ox3JwZzhk8FJsFdHRH6fPF_EIYtlsewGbTWmXPmSr9c51RHRZfx9A16NlAJxmR5mvittmnY2n_r9X38V_I_7eLL6nee-7jgvQ/s1600/054.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNhMlzkJsRh5IlW5RYCIv783B70GpLbYryb-V8vJjQaF3ox3JwZzhk8FJsFdHRH6fPF_EIYtlsewGbTWmXPmSr9c51RHRZfx9A16NlAJxmR5mvittmnY2n_r9X38V_I_7eLL6nee-7jgvQ/s200/054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466105915578801778" border="0" /></a>After a long nap we all made our way to the beach. I forgot how that sand gets everywhere! Digging a hole is what Jared loves to do, and then he and Forrest got busy designing a city of sand castles. Jared never stops working. Eliza and Coleman loved the sand, but not the water. I'm with them...the ocean is intimidating. Coleman had to learn the important lesson of not destroying other people's sand castles. It was a hard lesson for him.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXscEgfoQKEO4wpbduWY8KRXO1qld9uZ01ww5ksv_cm9mZ2X5t0YK0picNddel_HqNnW7L4eg4TzOZNDDXV8Q-fikqiZkLRCU-AiMh78_KnLV7zb1HEvYV50OzGkzsl7NBMcW0_-isXkf5/s1600/058.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXscEgfoQKEO4wpbduWY8KRXO1qld9uZ01ww5ksv_cm9mZ2X5t0YK0picNddel_HqNnW7L4eg4TzOZNDDXV8Q-fikqiZkLRCU-AiMh78_KnLV7zb1HEvYV50OzGkzsl7NBMcW0_-isXkf5/s200/058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466105910429714050" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKL1FP3MuyXN9XG9Qk4KXy_nWSvTMomasYId4gM5y0BaXExQ9JVaYFylaBZCxB-C_IollQudd7zwFCSvyRKIxO90buivpKfECDs8yIHJZ9xRxt7M0F6_xnKU3msKjsFTHuy3ivdz_WbKm3/s1600/152.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKL1FP3MuyXN9XG9Qk4KXy_nWSvTMomasYId4gM5y0BaXExQ9JVaYFylaBZCxB-C_IollQudd7zwFCSvyRKIxO90buivpKfECDs8yIHJZ9xRxt7M0F6_xnKU3msKjsFTHuy3ivdz_WbKm3/s200/152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466103805760907138" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The next day: same thing. Beach time! I braved the water and discovered its not that cold. I'm used to swimming in the ocean off Rhode Island where you would get in up to your ankles, then when they were numb you'd wade into your knees and wait for them to numb, then wade in..and so on. This was like bathwater compared to that. I even got to see two dolphins swimming by, or maybe one dolphin jumping out twice.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZdb-tVKbsUNk-CA_VA0c_r_1LjB0kNDhqcV4e_UG27Du1nMfLtI9o9Qj8rthdvTGkcd-0lVuH_HA1MGp6WdwndwMFuFN5XI5AWBOXafWUXKqji_UzIX7I8wZGddvfUvB3Zkt1q4LrGSCH/s1600/071.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZdb-tVKbsUNk-CA_VA0c_r_1LjB0kNDhqcV4e_UG27Du1nMfLtI9o9Qj8rthdvTGkcd-0lVuH_HA1MGp6WdwndwMFuFN5XI5AWBOXafWUXKqji_UzIX7I8wZGddvfUvB3Zkt1q4LrGSCH/s200/071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466105070818235042" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA0C8YapIq-zSSI4DIWvmPwj_dBi5-kAie4KdFmpwrLpvrsjeeJbaplTO_2KCWl3rK05pFde7ClS7eC4mtgDWMsYm9eZLnrvBFbPZ8LIE7KI9T4ERW9H6Z3dSKVV0-2Ez_Ac5xLmo3mdWM/s1600/059.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA0C8YapIq-zSSI4DIWvmPwj_dBi5-kAie4KdFmpwrLpvrsjeeJbaplTO_2KCWl3rK05pFde7ClS7eC4mtgDWMsYm9eZLnrvBFbPZ8LIE7KI9T4ERW9H6Z3dSKVV0-2Ez_Ac5xLmo3mdWM/s200/059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466105902347628786" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMpEOHqYZMpVvXMf2ygInv4J2cUL5ECpQQFR4GjpfW9Inzor585j-TbWjKSJqa82ZnCJr1R06yfIjd8vcbT0RIiUs8CalUSRojBGjjSPPZn6pECKjEsoXqr_BjOXEuQ06SRs7XVa3xXTNp/s1600/068.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMpEOHqYZMpVvXMf2ygInv4J2cUL5ECpQQFR4GjpfW9Inzor585j-TbWjKSJqa82ZnCJr1R06yfIjd8vcbT0RIiUs8CalUSRojBGjjSPPZn6pECKjEsoXqr_BjOXEuQ06SRs7XVa3xXTNp/s200/068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466105073716781202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />At the condo we had a deck and were on the third floor so we'd often eat our meals out there. Here Coleman is eating his dinner and talking non-stop about where the ocean is and the pool, and the sand, and, and, and....He was very excited!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrH4beXOu-A8HYT8lCnwpSMLDrG-rQK2EQRd2PTw7wlNzMGQ_YHPstROGBYOYY4P3MrmdbYcD6CBVbTsykpQSXBHK-i47K61WdDDRVt2qEyeL0psOfbXRXshqcSdvKeYom8X7l1VWzozdi/s1600/101.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrH4beXOu-A8HYT8lCnwpSMLDrG-rQK2EQRd2PTw7wlNzMGQ_YHPstROGBYOYY4P3MrmdbYcD6CBVbTsykpQSXBHK-i47K61WdDDRVt2qEyeL0psOfbXRXshqcSdvKeYom8X7l1VWzozdi/s200/101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466105059646715266" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXyVEJRJRCFpRXEUlydoMOZb16BsAT7KGPqMtHL3hqVeyRTI2UXgmZfz2_NJ_4Xt33fsIBjjqMnN4ZHUv0bMPiqASOQif9pNydSsA4-k-O0633KKzak5QcGJiCxnc7QwFZCRBGkUTuL6Gq/s1600/133.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXyVEJRJRCFpRXEUlydoMOZb16BsAT7KGPqMtHL3hqVeyRTI2UXgmZfz2_NJ_4Xt33fsIBjjqMnN4ZHUv0bMPiqASOQif9pNydSsA4-k-O0633KKzak5QcGJiCxnc7QwFZCRBGkUTuL6Gq/s200/133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466103814218337010" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The next morning I took a 25 mile bike ride while Jared, Forrest and the kids explored a nearby town. Coleman had fun on his bike too! That afternoon we went, for the last time to the beach. All was good and fun until Jared and I decided to go in the water together. We were having fun, jumping over waves, laughing, ha, ha, until we decided to go back in. We started swimming and I realized I'd used up most of my energy on the bikeride, because I wasn't moving any closer to the shore. Jared was having a difficult time as well. We both started to panic and started flailing around, bumping into each other. Jared started to lose his glasses and I started to really panic to see him not calm. He told me to swim sideways. I started praying and somehow we finally got in close enough to where we could both stand. I have never been a fan of swimming and being under water, but this experience just reinforced my fear of water. Ahhh, what's a vacation without a near-death experience?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRwlFzx598BOoQWUPJ0ivoBEznBRVAi7ohbgyfTMaNcCcub7wsvZDkVwwBys4tcTAiOTFR1W-DdYSDz_cOfndb2V2omUeziq6ntLa_bdU6hAwT55UpeVhRkUyfX2K5cKfGVTk1ZuIeQN8g/s1600/140.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRwlFzx598BOoQWUPJ0ivoBEznBRVAi7ohbgyfTMaNcCcub7wsvZDkVwwBys4tcTAiOTFR1W-DdYSDz_cOfndb2V2omUeziq6ntLa_bdU6hAwT55UpeVhRkUyfX2K5cKfGVTk1ZuIeQN8g/s200/140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466103811294743282" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKjY6iLDnSpBaJciT4yGOoPwtXmIJeigI5dok5el0OtigS5P04ugvlyqCBIxnavrzLDQB2nbT_zmlcPikMCiVtMDrjBQrqrE95TctPS_szGQqhsSOTI-KVCESZ6zSgsG8kL-QLtvQ8uSGB/s1600/162.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKjY6iLDnSpBaJciT4yGOoPwtXmIJeigI5dok5el0OtigS5P04ugvlyqCBIxnavrzLDQB2nbT_zmlcPikMCiVtMDrjBQrqrE95TctPS_szGQqhsSOTI-KVCESZ6zSgsG8kL-QLtvQ8uSGB/s200/162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466102223124839074" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia7TdiTn0eJd8lfDuIIvfPoZpqpenEu2PJCxSzfQlzG77FavVBfkD9GU3G_Uy6OckvwhoQHlRHMCxe8XaIPR87AwujAPBeUiBn6BbA8IBxb1vpFycxZdOH8ztSMZE_RgdZC0lPPLlWggPL/s1600/036.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia7TdiTn0eJd8lfDuIIvfPoZpqpenEu2PJCxSzfQlzG77FavVBfkD9GU3G_Uy6OckvwhoQHlRHMCxe8XaIPR87AwujAPBeUiBn6BbA8IBxb1vpFycxZdOH8ztSMZE_RgdZC0lPPLlWggPL/s200/036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466100924245918754" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The final day we left in the morning and met Dad and Cheryl at the Montgomery Zoo for a break from driving. Coleman got on his bike and zoomed all over the zoo. Eliza apparently had not drank any water in days because she spent most of our time guzzling water. And pointing at everything she saw. It was a great way to end our vacation.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPbMVXsXpxO9uWMVmBE20q1RF4TVI66TKxYSgqhZXAWlIu5IXZbCVBV8DG8_8qEmPb-3hRY1a4zokj4uZhBpVJnOyHfe4XNwh-GeRjfR0HDQahhD8nYUKVaeTmxp3sUy1ZUE2vHN49yPi_/s1600/209.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPbMVXsXpxO9uWMVmBE20q1RF4TVI66TKxYSgqhZXAWlIu5IXZbCVBV8DG8_8qEmPb-3hRY1a4zokj4uZhBpVJnOyHfe4XNwh-GeRjfR0HDQahhD8nYUKVaeTmxp3sUy1ZUE2vHN49yPi_/s200/209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466102209766547554" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMiCKIT_jBxAwcZ719mT68613ls3q66ZMumPn9DUMT1_q9VWIFY9Pz38DpWmgIFNZckBDFTLYZV8GzAXNmWJz79UjbdKh26UkabY2FZvkXgAz6dyhSqzQ_1GioJyRIn78DspYDmf0mnQup/s1600/200.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMiCKIT_jBxAwcZ719mT68613ls3q66ZMumPn9DUMT1_q9VWIFY9Pz38DpWmgIFNZckBDFTLYZV8GzAXNmWJz79UjbdKh26UkabY2FZvkXgAz6dyhSqzQ_1GioJyRIn78DspYDmf0mnQup/s200/200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466102215056161138" border="0" /></a>Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-72751569025861152252010-04-30T12:11:00.001-07:002010-04-30T17:55:31.762-07:00Thomas Comes to Town!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTRhT2iMGA_G2m-x0ysBhgVUM7hhcI45Y4sgFLLrdahV58u-ZpYEgHFAHzedzsLRm7KicjOpxcgovP55qJvyKlcmWiCvmR8XBzpe2ePbeOWwbU2reBDybnBC0tyKionKEU5xdjmUuZFW5f/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTRhT2iMGA_G2m-x0ysBhgVUM7hhcI45Y4sgFLLrdahV58u-ZpYEgHFAHzedzsLRm7KicjOpxcgovP55qJvyKlcmWiCvmR8XBzpe2ePbeOWwbU2reBDybnBC0tyKionKEU5xdjmUuZFW5f/s200/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466014678981583890" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhylKUlzvCQNCKN9gvpC8bmdO1z6zFxf3kvklGLAkewSlzd8aiTtf4vegW48TH8KhF9B0pf7-KSCnAVa6jLOsW42kKIVHPJGneeJdiohRknCdAX0RVKPLTLR-1lpNzF5wt2WZvoZAboPLEA/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhylKUlzvCQNCKN9gvpC8bmdO1z6zFxf3kvklGLAkewSlzd8aiTtf4vegW48TH8KhF9B0pf7-KSCnAVa6jLOsW42kKIVHPJGneeJdiohRknCdAX0RVKPLTLR-1lpNzF5wt2WZvoZAboPLEA/s200/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466014669936262946" border="0" /></a>We took a trip to Calera several weeks ago to see Thomas the Tank Engine. Coleman was so excited he couldn't stop talking about it all week. Every day he'd say "Today we see Thomas!" and I'd have to tell him "Not today, but..." Finally, Saturday arrived and I could say "Yes, today we see Thomas!"<br /><br />Dad and Cheryl met us there, as well as Ashley and little Naomi. Coleman was so excited to see them all.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmkLHOkF6y_DfLq7zaGZu5hhOIbKQE1hXSspl6tvmhPqhX8cdDOfkiJ1WVE6BW6XFfAyoKRh8AL7uC4OKqh_yeJQRC-QPQgfDqlHKo0HNwIJRJ0DxLjRBi2xLCgbHUtgCO4KyWqmoTYAdq/s1600/012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmkLHOkF6y_DfLq7zaGZu5hhOIbKQE1hXSspl6tvmhPqhX8cdDOfkiJ1WVE6BW6XFfAyoKRh8AL7uC4OKqh_yeJQRC-QPQgfDqlHKo0HNwIJRJ0DxLjRBi2xLCgbHUtgCO4KyWqmoTYAdq/s200/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466014244599145122" border="0" /></a>Here Coleman is watching the newest Thomas tecnology...very intriguing. A whole tent filled with toy trains and tracks.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />These photos were taken in the sand box where Eliza had a blast. She loves exploring anything new and the sandbox kept her entertained. Naomi showed up looking so hip, as did Ashley :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPmU5HY9vSVvk8Wia0g-g_dhs4cjBVofzVbjM2O5p8vhXlTLOBy69JPEmeDZPA5qU9RCj70rodF4YwlwfLXcyvxu5Cz_TzdEP7SLrloZ1N5dCfeh8IW3nVUaBZNt-xbeHlHkvV9DddxcYK/s1600/025.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPmU5HY9vSVvk8Wia0g-g_dhs4cjBVofzVbjM2O5p8vhXlTLOBy69JPEmeDZPA5qU9RCj70rodF4YwlwfLXcyvxu5Cz_TzdEP7SLrloZ1N5dCfeh8IW3nVUaBZNt-xbeHlHkvV9DddxcYK/s200/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466014234760900866" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCAbtXOmVPwel5bEXVeLkMfJTgxTTOconYBdMKaO7yTHGIRxKLD3eo8bEMNwzjMD1XDvKo860u7a-M2n3O411wAqm1m8NewSowv4oE7uTf_lviNxUyoIaCN1OnLL74hRmwF0c6zxc6dpW8/s1600/037.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCAbtXOmVPwel5bEXVeLkMfJTgxTTOconYBdMKaO7yTHGIRxKLD3eo8bEMNwzjMD1XDvKo860u7a-M2n3O411wAqm1m8NewSowv4oE7uTf_lviNxUyoIaCN1OnLL74hRmwF0c6zxc6dpW8/s200/037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466013818173482930" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmiBsTUGRbrbpkq5vdD8d09S4hTY4Rw0-7JMNzsMQKtupAH2G2K_YgOpmJ47XfmAnSUOo2E8RYvm-aTonJFO800XPxKH7MrYrwOWyqfh_ka25kMvCMOvBlkyB2J2aZk7tCNQTvMqbqyHdb/s1600/041.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmiBsTUGRbrbpkq5vdD8d09S4hTY4Rw0-7JMNzsMQKtupAH2G2K_YgOpmJ47XfmAnSUOo2E8RYvm-aTonJFO800XPxKH7MrYrwOWyqfh_ka25kMvCMOvBlkyB2J2aZk7tCNQTvMqbqyHdb/s200/041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466013810060259234" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After seeing Thomas we went to have lunch together and open Eliza's birthday present and both girls Easter presents from Dad and Cheryl. I could have stayed in those rocking chairs at Cracker Barrel all day! It was very relaxing.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0YvhMT2MafF-iG207ScuOkd06iNFr24iFNM2uA_cJOh6uovIFHCp_jgGDrG1e6QMHHAxOrh3bgnNXup96AcxOHgF6WIr3R65FiDbRrwWk_UYd7Bz2s6fay_y1_ehR7zYS3zJ5Jx2zsuJb/s1600/059.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0YvhMT2MafF-iG207ScuOkd06iNFr24iFNM2uA_cJOh6uovIFHCp_jgGDrG1e6QMHHAxOrh3bgnNXup96AcxOHgF6WIr3R65FiDbRrwWk_UYd7Bz2s6fay_y1_ehR7zYS3zJ5Jx2zsuJb/s200/059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466011009444877186" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCc1_rnb7QFfeReKHIVQ1aH-84gRQqRoW874sklY7mXvwA0aYJXtNYqEZQ8g2CNC-joIGVxuHvDsMbxN-PgxwtTcrG9SkfpTSYneq-1BpPH0NHzNm-rvhPWMNu8PV5YQYOFd4e9AuXGZmc/s1600/049.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCc1_rnb7QFfeReKHIVQ1aH-84gRQqRoW874sklY7mXvwA0aYJXtNYqEZQ8g2CNC-joIGVxuHvDsMbxN-PgxwtTcrG9SkfpTSYneq-1BpPH0NHzNm-rvhPWMNu8PV5YQYOFd4e9AuXGZmc/s200/049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466011017694828738" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Yet another family picture, with Thomas, of course!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKByd9AaxZSUdoe6TF4N3fXqs59Y8KtgCRe0ecl5cYWHkQQUd6TOksBnAxPPdkfaaBUmPox5p9zW20_vT71HJrw8HWN4zvZaiC5bccw3uLMEGNjkEZYd_D84FBgLwJMq5sEehZBZtGjKEE/s1600/042.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKByd9AaxZSUdoe6TF4N3fXqs59Y8KtgCRe0ecl5cYWHkQQUd6TOksBnAxPPdkfaaBUmPox5p9zW20_vT71HJrw8HWN4zvZaiC5bccw3uLMEGNjkEZYd_D84FBgLwJMq5sEehZBZtGjKEE/s200/042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466011036791801810" border="0" /></a>Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-44801500065246854982010-04-07T17:26:00.000-07:002010-04-08T12:13:36.355-07:00Spring!Making Easter Eggs<br /><br />This is always a fun time for me, but is especially fun with a 3 year old. Coleman thinks it is fun to mix all the colors together, but I know that will only make brown eggs, so I had to curb his fun of mixing. What do you do with the dyed Easter eggs after they are done? Ours were hard-boiled so we couldn't leave them out in a basket...Suggestions welcome.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfte8OUulOcX797Tr-2XQjF4uTooiD6gzhHeSzW3twheZNxQF4Q-PNYrIDONUQhzUbXWnlGFnOkd2ivqcEvb3RARSB7iA9hLnqnaEYED1CHCnkC6pt77yYj5dPI5Lrj9Zvhf6hWc86Mfpe/s1600/008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfte8OUulOcX797Tr-2XQjF4uTooiD6gzhHeSzW3twheZNxQF4Q-PNYrIDONUQhzUbXWnlGFnOkd2ivqcEvb3RARSB7iA9hLnqnaEYED1CHCnkC6pt77yYj5dPI5Lrj9Zvhf6hWc86Mfpe/s200/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457566199412785234" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTCSbtSDauOb7xGVDFHBabhuShTBye29_UQ9kZgXG4ncPK_9cJ7hiPloy91YpZzmbgRAe2s_dP-AsIthf9wWC3eTAVSLySJ77O0ODmL4sT0QcwRCSIsSNvA3Drnwt4UC1Cy7HE8omfG7e9/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTCSbtSDauOb7xGVDFHBabhuShTBye29_UQ9kZgXG4ncPK_9cJ7hiPloy91YpZzmbgRAe2s_dP-AsIthf9wWC3eTAVSLySJ77O0ODmL4sT0QcwRCSIsSNvA3Drnwt4UC1Cy7HE8omfG7e9/s200/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457566202977955762" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Eliza's Birthday<br /><br />Sadly Coleman woke up on Eliza's birthday party day with a fever and feeling extremely sick. Eliza was on the mend herself from a flu and earache. So we had to cancel with everyone except the great-grandmas. They are truly "great" because they traveled 3 hours one way just to see Eliza open her presents, poke her cupcake and then take a nap. But we still had a good visit and Eliza is still loving her new toys. She especially loves her shape-box and when she pushes a shape through the right hole (with my help of course) she looks up for everyone to praise her and clap because she is so pleased with herself.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC7HZFtjDAL8Kv8Ksq8EzmgK6HreXf1huY8LR8DF4S6_Jg14VbZ-epZW831s5vxtFhBYkB3EMWODkzT6B0KaKNhdr4Cr6rvW5-9nyNX4Vqq6y9y_bqi1FzIGT3KNVTmXJBYaiT8TiHmSwf/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC7HZFtjDAL8Kv8Ksq8EzmgK6HreXf1huY8LR8DF4S6_Jg14VbZ-epZW831s5vxtFhBYkB3EMWODkzT6B0KaKNhdr4Cr6rvW5-9nyNX4Vqq6y9y_bqi1FzIGT3KNVTmXJBYaiT8TiHmSwf/s200/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457564960586321682" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirVoZUPG3pmtlk3saa0Yue97avEVYXCfZds4IqpS-h95vGM4MlXQvNkhxDulbWiK2mrYhJ1g3N_-FE_6ud8VQzKDK1MXJ67kt4Hsh2B9fJMbtmVwwTKhIIgYC1i2KgDV2-tA0YJdj8Ao1p/s1600/024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirVoZUPG3pmtlk3saa0Yue97avEVYXCfZds4IqpS-h95vGM4MlXQvNkhxDulbWiK2mrYhJ1g3N_-FE_6ud8VQzKDK1MXJ67kt4Hsh2B9fJMbtmVwwTKhIIgYC1i2KgDV2-tA0YJdj8Ao1p/s200/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457564949168837426" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCyWjHbd4NUpb1yYUVgM56yJkSwh-ZVO35szdjAf5pUsSZUILF5FpQTxsWY7RncFtc0yGRtTr1T3Hn8HHZgopaJHamKhLdaL7Y_Qxku7M1mhPbe0PYgT73CeoTU3c0RQk_H6EsikvI3tBZ/s1600/016.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCyWjHbd4NUpb1yYUVgM56yJkSwh-ZVO35szdjAf5pUsSZUILF5FpQTxsWY7RncFtc0yGRtTr1T3Hn8HHZgopaJHamKhLdaL7Y_Qxku7M1mhPbe0PYgT73CeoTU3c0RQk_H6EsikvI3tBZ/s200/016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457564957242738994" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Crestwood Spring Fest:<br /><br />A local church sponsored a fun Saturday get-together of hotdogs, music, bouncy castles and lots of local people. We saw more people we recognized than we had expected. The photographer from our wedding was there and remembered us, our wedding date and that its almost been 5 years. I was impressed he remembered us so well. Coleman had a blast running around playing with his balloon sword and eating more than his fair share of 'treats'. Eliza nearly broke down when a clown came to say hello to her. She was terrified, and rightly so I think. The music was great, the weather started to cooperate and all-in-all it was a great day. Oh yeah, the best part was our kids napped until 4 p.m. that day!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzmL5X9BQpXCKTvXZbs5A4M2iUQV_hePsuhJtFO-6KIazTKMoDHn9Ux7SOef39HdX50MKX5rRLhVgQrp1ZxPmOxmN-VVMMRWqQaImuIM1ds-Q02erY2J6Gc0Ws1YFreg-rHfOmMhHlIxIW/s1600/049.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzmL5X9BQpXCKTvXZbs5A4M2iUQV_hePsuhJtFO-6KIazTKMoDHn9Ux7SOef39HdX50MKX5rRLhVgQrp1ZxPmOxmN-VVMMRWqQaImuIM1ds-Q02erY2J6Gc0Ws1YFreg-rHfOmMhHlIxIW/s200/049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457562252002099282" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiCAwtANmXizgHoPbnjnn_AmuaGVWQ-ccSDvuPgPPzBo7rje8QB6qYcE_eGrexgSQaM2A9_iV192CQAlXye_jHLgOavZOBsIXwH2ypg0hcf0MEQUXMeejF3xw6UsUsOgVE9moPZdCeITWB/s1600/044.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiCAwtANmXizgHoPbnjnn_AmuaGVWQ-ccSDvuPgPPzBo7rje8QB6qYcE_eGrexgSQaM2A9_iV192CQAlXye_jHLgOavZOBsIXwH2ypg0hcf0MEQUXMeejF3xw6UsUsOgVE9moPZdCeITWB/s200/044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457562241330277474" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-pYyZEj78Z_FHDmaQSG6Qsj6GGaiyx5uGU5xKqZAWBtszjkjKLPiEm787I8UOv4Jlb_KnY-rcCDm-NRQ27KTzAG77Iq7H_gMRTfwfg7llc_Z2ZNkzy8mjX1dqUbMu0WL4bC-Bfyd9-q_S/s1600/054.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-pYyZEj78Z_FHDmaQSG6Qsj6GGaiyx5uGU5xKqZAWBtszjkjKLPiEm787I8UOv4Jlb_KnY-rcCDm-NRQ27KTzAG77Iq7H_gMRTfwfg7llc_Z2ZNkzy8mjX1dqUbMu0WL4bC-Bfyd9-q_S/s200/054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457560632714744450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Easter:<br /><br />We couldn't help ourselves: we sold out the true meaning of Easter and hid Easter eggs this year. Next year we'll still hide the eggs, but will include the true meaning of Easter. I told Coleman a little about Jesus dying and coming back to life, but I'm pretty sure he didn't get it. Its still hard for me to understand! I guess that's why I call it faith.<br /><br />Anyway, Coleman had a great time finding eggs, and then eating the treats inside. Not all at once, of course. Here you can see his green sugar goatee from a marshmallow treat and his sugar-stupor. Our sweet neighbor Brownie made sure he got Coleman and Eliza peeps for Easter. They were a big hit with all of us. I remember the days of my Dad giving us peeps for Easter and they tasted so good. They still do for me.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRc2-MSlYqVRZARz4755dyMX3MWQmc3btpz4H-ObJ88GVqiSGxlg6fZgEOj027XWQdVwWkISmYpDUCffk_KLqr-FFIpMzfK9JwzhZlcKhznvz5aaSEQMaM-ns8aNhhX51Um-ovGevFxwNA/s1600/061.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRc2-MSlYqVRZARz4755dyMX3MWQmc3btpz4H-ObJ88GVqiSGxlg6fZgEOj027XWQdVwWkISmYpDUCffk_KLqr-FFIpMzfK9JwzhZlcKhznvz5aaSEQMaM-ns8aNhhX51Um-ovGevFxwNA/s200/061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457560622897588626" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1SkBT_DCnja81rE0nqGLurzZfW-yzOSSO4wYiC4xsY04pxiBPgnbdVktquosmD7GbG3qHY-u9JXJevBf9WdJWa44Atk3fWkS1srA-3L0kzWBJRgjLY0MKe0-WQ9ziQ28WXfq7vINDAas9/s1600/070.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1SkBT_DCnja81rE0nqGLurzZfW-yzOSSO4wYiC4xsY04pxiBPgnbdVktquosmD7GbG3qHY-u9JXJevBf9WdJWa44Atk3fWkS1srA-3L0kzWBJRgjLY0MKe0-WQ9ziQ28WXfq7vINDAas9/s200/070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457560618110933602" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Splashing Fun<br /><br />Eliza loves to splash in the water even though its cold and gets in her eyes and takes her breath away. She'll just pause, take a deep breath and go right back to it. Coleman, on the other hand, does not enjoy being splashed and preferred riding his bike. He is really getting into riding bikes lately. I am so glad spring is finally here. We get outside every chance we get. Eliza crawls straight towards the open door as soon as I open it and Coleman is forever asking me to go out back, or to Triangle Park. Now we finally can do all of that with the nice weather.Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-54631575806622556032010-03-22T17:37:00.000-07:002010-03-23T14:12:54.746-07:00Our Spontaneous Roanoke TripLast Sunday evening Jared and I were discussing the level of stress in our lives lately, and I was desiring to take a vacation to visit my cousins in Roanoke, since it would be a low-cost vacation, and we'd have time with much-missed family. It was my spring break this past week, so we decided, if Julie and Mark were up for company last minute, we were up for traveling last minute. Sure enough, they were. So, at 3:15 p.m. Monday we left Birmingham and arrived in Roanoke at midnight.<br /><br />Here is Coleman passing the time by making silly faces. He was so excited about our spontaneous adventure that he was unable to sleep. Finally at 10:30 he fell asleep. The<br />next day we all needing long naps to recover. Elise, Coleman and Evan all<br />loved playing trains together. After naps we went with Elise to her swim lesson and Coleman got to play in the shallow end of the pool. I tried to take him into the hot tub but was reprimanded for that. Oooops!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAlPCxzztGeBvTKyyWq-8KlgUeoWz4GqFPmzHZWiXqOPpMkV59WrVyF1ng0-Ib1kWbcRyGu15ac6rEgM0oAQ5XtsEl7RM8-XRrKDyOPIjOpH7n2FshkhyVFtDOXGpeOPtcmvJ9Yt2jHoCt/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAlPCxzztGeBvTKyyWq-8KlgUeoWz4GqFPmzHZWiXqOPpMkV59WrVyF1ng0-Ib1kWbcRyGu15ac6rEgM0oAQ5XtsEl7RM8-XRrKDyOPIjOpH7n2FshkhyVFtDOXGpeOPtcmvJ9Yt2jHoCt/s200/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451624328806690242" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibAnuY_5N-LqlZtxfZRAxRaUs0nF4XdLy62VCImw9GzHNi1aPhlTBV0gyw8-RmmOZUeEKPkHum0K092y1dH7EuFN_6LbJKuc4mVzc0-StwIcbkzIKgBm5tTdA7oPgW6mefrJr4Q7apWNNi/s1600-h/022.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibAnuY_5N-LqlZtxfZRAxRaUs0nF4XdLy62VCImw9GzHNi1aPhlTBV0gyw8-RmmOZUeEKPkHum0K092y1dH7EuFN_6LbJKuc4mVzc0-StwIcbkzIKgBm5tTdA7oPgW6mefrJr4Q7apWNNi/s200/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451625631646478642" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp3Lfhoibb-8f8iYhVRi_J_ifIXKl0iRKnzQgZjs3X2ijX5iSY1Czr0YfwVPoGA0Ci9W9STe9n2bv5f1wPnULLQQzh89twY_sr0g-5E3FKnFYztA8AOMCOrqSVYmUsnxSqHAc5EtK9cwze/s1600-h/063.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp3Lfhoibb-8f8iYhVRi_J_ifIXKl0iRKnzQgZjs3X2ijX5iSY1Czr0YfwVPoGA0Ci9W9STe9n2bv5f1wPnULLQQzh89twY_sr0g-5E3FKnFYztA8AOMCOrqSVYmUsnxSqHAc5EtK9cwze/s200/063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451630664269249154" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSv0dWnQKNdsaWX0ZuFmBefoVYZc28sgPCwpW1qbWb3nRtoiiBWJELjKh8VPYLl3WU2gj7nyDCD9txu3kML9ES_NzDXiFmQMowwUZFn0S2mMXZbjGh5rKedZ5js_xskqrPRP04f9wMb997/s1600-h/026.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSv0dWnQKNdsaWX0ZuFmBefoVYZc28sgPCwpW1qbWb3nRtoiiBWJELjKh8VPYLl3WU2gj7nyDCD9txu3kML9ES_NzDXiFmQMowwUZFn0S2mMXZbjGh5rKedZ5js_xskqrPRP04f9wMb997/s200/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451625634575325522" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRrJuinFSvCo0tcQjujBvAJKjLNNAO_RUhJ4PvbuuRWcor5lrW0Xzu-gxW9rJFDMScYU_qfUqo9w7WSy5W75TV93g6r-IdMgvwi9YyjsHiqZsGzWpEOuda_SmrWG7DmMeREpmcHaKy2bZL/s1600-h/029.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRrJuinFSvCo0tcQjujBvAJKjLNNAO_RUhJ4PvbuuRWcor5lrW0Xzu-gxW9rJFDMScYU_qfUqo9w7WSy5W75TV93g6r-IdMgvwi9YyjsHiqZsGzWpEOuda_SmrWG7DmMeREpmcHaKy2bZL/s200/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451625644764092402" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The day ended with a fun bath for all the kids except baby Kiersten.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgufLlyIOf9zhA4av93CJQll9ic3qOnoC1Q9vti9iAH22zcWXbwZKiCnYzeNVrRW3lHD6Jvx0YMMuzJ0QqqacDUqf_7-VeKpzS3DG5aFmOgsZHJdd8FZKy45BMlexgKWKIPaFu6KgI-Ub6i/s1600-h/041.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgufLlyIOf9zhA4av93CJQll9ic3qOnoC1Q9vti9iAH22zcWXbwZKiCnYzeNVrRW3lHD6Jvx0YMMuzJ0QqqacDUqf_7-VeKpzS3DG5aFmOgsZHJdd8FZKy45BMlexgKWKIPaFu6KgI-Ub6i/s200/041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451627697182143890" border="0" /></a><br />Evan is a very shy boy, and was a little sick that week, so it took<br />some convincing before he got in the bath. Elise loves the water and <br />is almost able to swim by herself. She loves to wear her swim goggles in the pool and in the bath.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiqDd3J3z5mT35O7wAiHrPR8eWQapMcfEtHeiTUY4eRcozQOwliuRFbfDVAwoH0BEwDd19VubEEPHZDIEmXLZefnIrUC8KDazYTncqz55FPQ1_VHQ8-nCNObIwhi8HR-Q2XhMo06joxqBN/s1600-h/074.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiqDd3J3z5mT35O7wAiHrPR8eWQapMcfEtHeiTUY4eRcozQOwliuRFbfDVAwoH0BEwDd19VubEEPHZDIEmXLZefnIrUC8KDazYTncqz55FPQ1_VHQ8-nCNObIwhi8HR-Q2XhMo06joxqBN/s200/074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451631540034862658" border="0" /></a><br />One day we went to the local zoo which sits on t<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhywPDKEuuP6kZYXL0El4dItnVpN02oKQCLAEi462Alq7UO9BjRQ4Lg_TEnZyEb6fhVkfVtNCiXws5KHW6uJ9nzjVh5evEfetbbNyJteVmodAJpbaxUAw86AQ279bm8dydRNqpj7wPzeg-A/s1600-h/070.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhywPDKEuuP6kZYXL0El4dItnVpN02oKQCLAEi462Alq7UO9BjRQ4Lg_TEnZyEb6fhVkfVtNCiXws5KHW6uJ9nzjVh5evEfetbbNyJteVmodAJpbaxUAw86AQ279bm8dydRNqpj7wPzeg-A/s200/070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451630671359340642" border="0" /></a>op of a small mountain with hiking trails. The zoo was lots of fun, and Shauna met us there with her kids. Later Eliza and I went back to hike...I miss hiking on the Trail soooo much. I get what hiking I can in when I can. When I got back to the house Uncle Paul and Aunt Laurel were there visiting for dinner. Eliza took to Uncle Paul right away, which says a lot since usually no one will do except Mama for her. As you can see we had perfect weather for the week!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgPlF5HkTs2LFr8HrIw2ceO_xlSc2CHeT7_3tWEF25woEYJawAArHuTtque84fkGtWMmFji3eovHPyqidG1hVbtE7wDKosD9qm7IB5vUbxYqx00cPuFjfl2qy3uC1thORGUNehOPxHUYrv/s1600-h/076.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgPlF5HkTs2LFr8HrIw2ceO_xlSc2CHeT7_3tWEF25woEYJawAArHuTtque84fkGtWMmFji3eovHPyqidG1hVbtE7wDKosD9qm7IB5vUbxYqx00cPuFjfl2qy3uC1thORGUNehOPxHUYrv/s200/076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451632855385835602" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Our last day we all (Julie and her kids, me, Jared and our kids, and Shauna and her kids!) went to the Transportation Museum to see all the trains. Coleman was content to watch the model train go around and around. It was a huge model train set of Roanoke which was very impressive. That evening we had a cook-out at Adam and Shauna's. I walked the short mile over with Elise, Coleman and Eliza. Then Julie and I walked it back with our t<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrCpGGjrqrtow7tA7hyphenhyphencXxZOU3RzqBmMNB5FFawS-8j6Jws74f4USMH0_k3cgmG4RzRzdJfl19ijGhfUbqzWgQT13pH1NGFQYECM28m2LcijimNo6xbGRKp09lIqp4MFB9T6zE2corLzDi/s1600-h/080.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrCpGGjrqrtow7tA7hyphenhyphencXxZOU3RzqBmMNB5FFawS-8j6Jws74f4USMH0_k3cgmG4RzRzdJfl19ijGhfUbqzWgQT13pH1NGFQYECM28m2LcijimNo6xbGRKp09lIqp4MFB9T6zE2corLzDi/s200/080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451632864459555010" border="0" /></a>wo quiet kids: Coleman and Kiers<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlxZmHKsDehAvbXetVX6EBcnn-4BnsqIHrQfSm-Lb6Jqbs50-P8t71ckt7ez9ajO8_g5__DrbC6sYaPSDydeVYyJtRmeAN95-3RepxL0eN4N2NLnqsWF7p8qFWLXvIaMONqZCvNhKfEqN4/s1600-h/061.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlxZmHKsDehAvbXetVX6EBcnn-4BnsqIHrQfSm-Lb6Jqbs50-P8t71ckt7ez9ajO8_g5__DrbC6sYaPSDydeVYyJtRmeAN95-3RepxL0eN4N2NLnqsWF7p8qFWLXvIaMONqZCvNhKfEqN4/s200/061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451631548557518930" border="0" /></a>ten , so we could chat :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0LbZjlU5BMeaBw28AMsA2Z-PsCy9xU0WS4GlAx8aZ8xklLQJcITwAsn3H2wKmmbMmRfGmqIFkP6R9kB6Du6M4R5i3oq6ZEK12BC3gjqHvEaePGK_ArjI-MvyRkOHbB1NyOresxH9noN_c/s1600-h/102.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0LbZjlU5BMeaBw28AMsA2Z-PsCy9xU0WS4GlAx8aZ8xklLQJcITwAsn3H2wKmmbMmRfGmqIFkP6R9kB6Du6M4R5i3oq6ZEK12BC3gjqHvEaePGK_ArjI-MvyRkOHbB1NyOresxH9noN_c/s200/102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451634454775312626" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQunzkm_a962KuypOP0Uw-GqKWjnXCQnWXPSRsmCTlltxQZpRcvkFZCG-YWGS5d028r3KfGtGyFyjsCI4pp_voPlqjAlM15fvcswB1-Q1WYFek09XDtCWaoZLoJvuDJWg-Y4j0ldLo7H4E/s1600-h/091.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQunzkm_a962KuypOP0Uw-GqKWjnXCQnWXPSRsmCTlltxQZpRcvkFZCG-YWGS5d028r3KfGtGyFyjsCI4pp_voPlqjAlM15fvcswB1-Q1WYFek09XDtCWaoZLoJvuDJWg-Y4j0ldLo7H4E/s200/091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451633923700932034" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Zn1xwPemX4DmgalwF71Zdp5zFvlcGjhDDoDXG0ZWPRbVFC5ZtMuWpwak6vVzIanx7tZXo0XXxF7IjuUTmD3hleFwhts61G6BT_vAcMxii5QDLLFu_5xGXeRs67l7dAG7-9lsuLhth5eR/s1600-h/152.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Zn1xwPemX4DmgalwF71Zdp5zFvlcGjhDDoDXG0ZWPRbVFC5ZtMuWpwak6vVzIanx7tZXo0XXxF7IjuUTmD3hleFwhts61G6BT_vAcMxii5QDLLFu_5xGXeRs67l7dAG7-9lsuLhth5eR/s200/152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451635927004949282" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjauI7uCGbBW2VuocKRu5DI4bwTLSkW1rwvIdimRThlU4LZRHhy01XyafkjVJ7I1b2WgILDUGL4svIyHTY3WGsmn_mO_eRRvxxL_21C85rD05UFhlQV2oq-70Z14x9WOxmHLXEu081foDo4/s1600-h/132.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjauI7uCGbBW2VuocKRu5DI4bwTLSkW1rwvIdimRThlU4LZRHhy01XyafkjVJ7I1b2WgILDUGL4svIyHTY3WGsmn_mO_eRRvxxL_21C85rD05UFhlQV2oq-70Z14x9WOxmHLXEu081foDo4/s200/132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451635921919090450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Our last morning there we were surprised with a birthday ice-cream cake for Eliza's birthday. She didn't quite know what to make of it at first, but slowly started to get her fingers in the icing and then her fingers into her mouth. She was very cautious, especially since all eyes were on her. On our last morning there we finally got Evan smiling at us, hurray!<br /><br />We got on the road by 10:30 and made a nice stop-over in Knoxville visiting some Boston friends, Christy and Wyatt and their sweet dog Skylar, newly transplanted to the South. Some next-door neighbor kids were playing in the water fountain and Coleman decided he'd like to get in too, so he took off his pants and merely splashed in some of the puddles. That's a lot for cautious Coleman to try. One little boy was soaking wet and shaking and told me "You do NOT want to get in that fountain<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwahDNnWHNCMJ4zMwQq63TFD2rRV0du3hcSe6q_5N7GX9RhHaEug9wuVAsLfx9TSuUhhyphenhyphenNrn11SyfrAWT1QWSgyEaxNoc45-ik9le_5ayhMEdjxf_Ma6iN3KsMJc8nd_xD_vjhHcpv2H4S/s1600-h/160.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwahDNnWHNCMJ4zMwQq63TFD2rRV0du3hcSe6q_5N7GX9RhHaEug9wuVAsLfx9TSuUhhyphenhyphenNrn11SyfrAWT1QWSgyEaxNoc45-ik9le_5ayhMEdjxf_Ma6iN3KsMJc8nd_xD_vjhHcpv2H4S/s200/160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451635934427806274" border="0" /></a> because it is cold!" I told him maybe he could go home and get dry clothes on because I bet his M<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0dlQf0CH5TqvN10dMkEG3uEwYqfEfDjXMZHkNgjZl4JcslQiiKfYuhGsuJIVWux9G9uCQHsHsWHDD6fMM_ENoH9g-T6FwEa9DunTOrVMb2tK-PEAhcFWkdKyOzStjlJz6h0mTxATKL3Y6/s1600-h/162.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0dlQf0CH5TqvN10dMkEG3uEwYqfEfDjXMZHkNgjZl4JcslQiiKfYuhGsuJIVWux9G9uCQHsHsWHDD6fMM_ENoH9g-T6FwEa9DunTOrVMb2tK-PEAhcFWkdKyOzStjlJz6h0mTxATKL3Y6/s200/162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451635938462378242" border="0" /></a>om would be worried. He said "No, my Mom doesn't worry about me." It made me so sad.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We are finally recovered from the trip, and feeling refreshed. We were blessed in every possible way. It was a great trip that will continue to bless me for many months.Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-21795865503503090192010-03-04T11:44:00.001-08:002010-03-04T12:09:08.933-08:00Coleman's 3rd Birthday Party<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5sQtT8ePr-C46Arnb_go5Hf0Fow4SvfEpI_uRlBiY_zlMCJcIPO-W63f6TrsvjO42EMeESYsRSJXG5uwx3MFbUQ8MNpmpFyfIrNqp-iHbBB7KTUwacZs2WZFv1dWmJDsDlNPTMT699XQE/s1600-h/089.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5sQtT8ePr-C46Arnb_go5Hf0Fow4SvfEpI_uRlBiY_zlMCJcIPO-W63f6TrsvjO42EMeESYsRSJXG5uwx3MFbUQ8MNpmpFyfIrNqp-iHbBB7KTUwacZs2WZFv1dWmJDsDlNPTMT699XQE/s200/089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444870618061815458" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOyg7mdw1Z-O0j3OyuqPq753holvBoGzp59XGwYx7DsNWQ0l-UPKz_jnaovkDuzuVv7vYT_NVqtco7wsBydCiJSrO6PJeqwttaBVDljQ90RK9ir7lgA0L9FrmKuRUBnSh42AfYe4SNlSmq/s1600-h/039.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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Every time the doorbell rang and another friend of Coleman's showed up he'd get so excited. Not to mention the presents they would bring for him. It was so much excitement for one day. We got to borrow the blow up fire truck from a friend for the kids to play in. The train table was of course a hit. Coleman was given tons and tons of great presents. One of his favorites is his Thomas tent that he likes to get in with his blankies and books and trains and get "nice and cozy". Another favorite is his bag of simple blocks. He loves building houses with it, and Eliza's loves knocking them over. And another favorite is his Bugsby books that are helping him to read. He is starting to spell words out now and will say "I want to spell 'car'". Once I asked him to clean up and he looked at me and said "N-O spells 'No!'' I guess his spelling comes in handy for talking back now too.<br /><br /> Thanks everyone for coming and celebrating with us. I have yet to send out Thank-you notes...sorry! They will be coming this week, just before Eliza's birthday party.Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-85754831914348055002010-01-30T17:28:00.000-08:002010-01-30T18:27:21.840-08:00Christmas with the Kokotiuk's<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjukirKCD_BgNjQ81RU0SlbM1FugdP8DRsBz1Or9srlK0BoNcfLHh0nYnoN3JTTPzoIGQ2o-ZORHluGAXbTgX4lZfq6xcpgozC6s1F2bJXVh0cn546oaMb_Jcjm_rN-dBRkk4hUx1ABYRU1/s1600-h/IMG_0765.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjukirKCD_BgNjQ81RU0SlbM1FugdP8DRsBz1Or9srlK0BoNcfLHh0nYnoN3JTTPzoIGQ2o-ZORHluGAXbTgX4lZfq6xcpgozC6s1F2bJXVh0cn546oaMb_Jcjm_rN-dBRkk4hUx1ABYRU1/s200/IMG_0765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432714822329315122" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAXjikxzua7FzO9cTYhO0SjEv5Jg-nK3gxqZAQCrtnYH1bu9SVMOgHEhkrqYmd0r-H61BNARmE0LXHwBozSOdtLUoI12FJiK5g0O5TN6alvYH2TV0q4YjVfhnYtwxbrr3oYpmB2p282K9R/s1600-h/IMG_0752.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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It was a really great 4 days. Here are the pictures, long, long overdue, but finally posted :) Both Eliza and Coleman got a piano to play. Eliza loves her Alligator chimes and plays them all the time for me. She's also starting to dance when she's standing up and a I play some fun music for her. We all got to go swimming once in the pool at Mom and Dad's hotel. Poor Eliza was a bit overwhelmed by the cold, the water, the new place and was clinging to my neck. Turns out the poor baby had an ear infection. But Coleman loved playing in the water. Eliza bonded with her Grandpa this week. My Mom, Coleman and I would go off to do something fun and leave Eliza to nap with my Dad. He'd read to her, and pat her until her little eyelids would close. He took the picture of her on the bed with the books around her. Coleman loved his time with both Grandma and Grandpa playing with his new Christmas gifts and his trains. He'll say to me once in a while "Maybe Grandma and Grandpa can come visit us and that will be fun."<br /><br />Yesterday Coleman and I were looking out the living room window and saw a little fly on the outside. He started to tell me about the fly trying to catch Coleman when he went outside but it couldn't because the fly would trip, but the fly wouldn't cry because bees don't cry. (Bees and flies are the same thing to Coleman right now). He then went on to say that Daddy doesn't cry either because he's a man.<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw0Dp9wTm-L6Imcv6UcVmAbVl7DOjxn25bJ2IJQ5VDojegvByu1jpUtBbmng-oG32e-3UMRMM6fL9_sYohd0w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-50799460912294844872009-12-27T16:13:00.000-08:002009-12-27T17:25:18.948-08:00Holly Jolly Christmas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGQoYz6mMU7aqRe2pIg6zkm00MyKQ45n_yQZjroSO7Bu_9gbERN0APD9sE0cglf8qrJW2xuHO5ivv0km_cYnnMYPFfhL8eVICqzPI24qFawDt-Zhzr0YGWK0HYN12xqfNwUGB8Qp6J64KA/s1600-h/069.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; 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Our first Christmas was with Dad and Cheryl here at our house. Coleman received more trains and tracks as well as his favorite movie Polar Express. We then drove down to Sue's to celebrate with her a couple days later. Eliza and Naomi bonded while trying to play with the same toy. Poor Coleman had a fever the whole day so was in my lap watching his new Cars movie most of the day. On Christmas day we had our own celebration, and finally tomorrow we will celebrate with my parents who are here for a few days. Four Christmases!! After we opened all our gifts Christmas morning Coleman went and laid down in his bed he was so worn out and it was only 8:30 in the morning, ha, ha!<br /><br />Eliza is working so hard at crawling, but she prefers to stand at a table and play instead. I think she may get her first tooth before the new year. I'm hoping there are teeth in there. She loves her brother and Daddy. Coleman makes her laugh a lot, especially while she eats. When Jared gets home from work she is all smiles for him. She discovered that she does not like banana. When I feed it to her she'll stick out her tongue so the banana will fall off. She doesn't cry, she just refuses it. She also loves to clap her hands now.<br /><br />Coleman is enjoying his time off from school not having to rush anywhere. The first day after our busy school week he spent all morning in his pajamas. He spent almost an hour under my chair with a blanket over the chair like a tent, looking at books. I guess everyone needs to unwind, even a 2 year old. He is always asking me to play with him, and at the end of the day sometimes he'll tell me "But, I need more "mommy-time"'. Just like I need more Mommy-guilt. He'll also ask if we can leave Eliza home so he and I can go out together without her, ha, ha.<br /><br />For the holidays I took him to see the lights at the Zoo one evening. The zoo is decorated with tons of Christmas lights and is open after dark every weekend. It is very magical. We also got to ride the zoo train with Katie and Josiah, a very special treat for Coleman. The next day Coleman and I went to see Polar Express at the IMAX theater. He was so cute to watch because he was so intent on the movie. That's a pretty amazing first movie to see in a theater.<br /><br />I'm hoping for a new job in the new year. I am hoping I can work part-time and that God will provide Jared with more work. Architects are not finding much work these days. However, we are doing well in spite of it. We both have peace and faith that it will all be fine.Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-19908985611372577702009-11-30T17:06:00.000-08:002009-11-30T17:45:06.462-08:00Thanksgiving, etc<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzeZZ7tdFY7RADbwjh8V2VS5rV54UUmYzQ4O5ydTQsA8n5IuRIG0c9EmwvoHbu9iLcWzkxNyFtyQaQCqv-ncHek3W47n72uqiaadfY2faLktCBMON1gR6F4ehKlmo0vN-L41z0UC_TFEq9/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzeZZ7tdFY7RADbwjh8V2VS5rV54UUmYzQ4O5ydTQsA8n5IuRIG0c9EmwvoHbu9iLcWzkxNyFtyQaQCqv-ncHek3W47n72uqiaadfY2faLktCBMON1gR6F4ehKlmo0vN-L41z0UC_TFEq9/s200/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410070291911824546" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6-jic1FVEch_umFPcJvhTPMRy_jN0SMUICT6b_9SbzEbud4-N2AzpoSNDAbjPTBc_xeGM1qYL_s_Kixvg8nQyAHuvxpT_DaKvExA5OncA5Fbv8yOjIeM_f9VTTKQkbBswL2vnagD5FljT/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6-jic1FVEch_umFPcJvhTPMRy_jN0SMUICT6b_9SbzEbud4-N2AzpoSNDAbjPTBc_xeGM1qYL_s_Kixvg8nQyAHuvxpT_DaKvExA5OncA5Fbv8yOjIeM_f9VTTKQkbBswL2vnagD5FljT/s200/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410070286745450674" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR03VwByR2YSm7EQzXO8IMDb1gYVmTk0dw9CdNeXCAc36rknwTvSWyRwUWs9LgXOMEDusBKlVTSr687ImSSjLKYngRNwFBYAovfd-qQulpaMaiYoolt1t61tQG4SRwmuYsi6S2Nzxe_ToK/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR03VwByR2YSm7EQzXO8IMDb1gYVmTk0dw9CdNeXCAc36rknwTvSWyRwUWs9LgXOMEDusBKlVTSr687ImSSjLKYngRNwFBYAovfd-qQulpaMaiYoolt1t61tQG4SRwmuYsi6S2Nzxe_ToK/s200/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410069428011350898" border="0" /></a>Coleman and Eliza are starting to play together more and more as you can see in the<br />above picture. It can get frustrating when Coleman keeps taking her toys/paci, and she keeps taking his toys/paci. For the most part though, they really enjoy each others' company. He will crack her up by running around the dinner table and saying 'hello' to her each time he passes by. He also keeps her happy in her car seat while we're driving by laughing or singing to her.<br /><br />Coleman and I helped Jared clean up our yard by raking huge leaf piles that Coleman could lay down in as his 'bed'. Notice his Indian hat that he made at school. I get such a kick out of him when he willingly wears silly things like that. He and I had a fun afternoon while Eliza slept.<br /><br />I've noticed that Coleman picks up things I say and incorporates them into his vocabulary. One morning I was feeding Eliza and got out two spoons so she could hold one while I used the other one. Coleman observed this and said "That's so sweet Mama to get a spoon for Eliza." Ha, ha! I guess I say "That's so sweet" a lot. Recently he's begun saying "Mmm-hmmm" for 'yes.' He sounds so grown-up. Another thing he'll say is "Holy Moly that is huge!" because I said that when we were eating huge grapes. Now he'll say about it anything huge he sees. He will tell Jared he's a "different daddy" after Jared cuts his hair, or shaves, because he looks so different.<br /><br />Sadie-boo got a bath a week ago and she looks and feels like a new dog. As you can see here, she is completely humiliated by the bath. Poor girl. I just had to take a picture though.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUIM8nSn72Jc046Hv4O5_1gGrW0aa0r_U5bLt6hRkwzL9Le-CZqJE560plSLRuxbJ9oWy8I8aJpsSJpk0Jpvn4RHur1fha_YLOlMtwEzu4j2stm4Lgr-35hMdPFl_l3bRd6PAhjehhwMLx/s1600/011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUIM8nSn72Jc046Hv4O5_1gGrW0aa0r_U5bLt6hRkwzL9Le-CZqJE560plSLRuxbJ9oWy8I8aJpsSJpk0Jpvn4RHur1fha_YLOlMtwEzu4j2stm4Lgr-35hMdPFl_l3bRd6PAhjehhwMLx/s200/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410071072434441298" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Thanksgiving was a whirlwind tour of family, but we managed to see the entire family! On Thursday we stayed at Dad and Cheryl's, where Grandad and Marcy came by in the afternoon to visit with everyone. Coleman's new friend is Cheryl. He followed her everywhere and wanted her to feed him, bathe him, play trains with him. It was very sweet. Then Friday we drove up to Sue's to visit with Grammie and Grandma. We were supposed to shoot some skeet but everyone was exhausted and Eliza and I got sick, so hopefully it will be postponed for a better day.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY4qMygvzYJ9ED4qWtIl9qDROUa7agFJUFwOcKAPnA6ptBie7uZUkiJSP2jScaLuOrdy7a9nVzPBmonQkOzEXqj2CNxiPny891dguARAbDmqUQCw2tq5Wok-wb-M6Dc_kAwf1JgsjJJRNh/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY4qMygvzYJ9ED4qWtIl9qDROUa7agFJUFwOcKAPnA6ptBie7uZUkiJSP2jScaLuOrdy7a9nVzPBmonQkOzEXqj2CNxiPny891dguARAbDmqUQCw2tq5Wok-wb-M6Dc_kAwf1JgsjJJRNh/s200/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410069419450326722" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg579VnD6qIFzeaBA2x6_Nfu_IYyY9VNK3zJntq8PcV5Oa2eioZUika492DGMZbAG8JBmhcs-eDvDrM8A6t1WGUCg4o9rmSHgJmHmF_hhFN_7-G-W_XRgkWN_4_ePdVYQanzXz-zFWAglrI/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg579VnD6qIFzeaBA2x6_Nfu_IYyY9VNK3zJntq8PcV5Oa2eioZUika492DGMZbAG8JBmhcs-eDvDrM8A6t1WGUCg4o9rmSHgJmHmF_hhFN_7-G-W_XRgkWN_4_ePdVYQanzXz-zFWAglrI/s200/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410068819469569730" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9auYUb6p2awESv_0fRvkMs5CDhn4bDmr11Qp_qH9ngQCr4qMAoAHwSzPxcxUBBwJ2Jzf5_qj6AkFDCVSFJSuiWPEzCs5qcu8Svqgiaa6BUZWeSd0k676wd4eYnFZpueGmGsjVxi-ww9wT/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9auYUb6p2awESv_0fRvkMs5CDhn4bDmr11Qp_qH9ngQCr4qMAoAHwSzPxcxUBBwJ2Jzf5_qj6AkFDCVSFJSuiWPEzCs5qcu8Svqgiaa6BUZWeSd0k676wd4eYnFZpueGmGsjVxi-ww9wT/s200/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410068810964198562" border="0" /></a>Sunday night Coleman 'sang' Jingle Bells at a church service where they decorate the church in preparation for Christmas. He really only rang his bell as did the rest of his class instead of sing. Next to him is Walton (in plaid), and CC, his favorite girl friend. For a while he was saying CC was in his heart.<br /><br />The one thing I hear more out of Coleman's mouth these days is "Mama/Daddy/Grammie/______ will you play choo-choo's with me?" How can I resist? It is my goal to get down on the floor and play with him for 20-30 minutes every day and get into his world. It is lots of fun, once I do it!<br /><br />We are going to get our tree on Saturday. Coleman is very excited about Christmas this year, which gets me very excited! :)Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-20609840355303944822009-10-18T16:59:00.000-07:002009-10-18T17:35:44.290-07:00October<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt9hJLiIR32IDt7QUkvY1MlEVvonkP-2_ms6zY_LhK-CDHcDFGeJQLaOtC0kQFH567fHM1FMWFTdqtGhjyW_QNIhBAFTsmkbfnJI4-afA6Di5ovOTXW_0umHlQoJKnDbabcGgbzc6Fs9E5/s1600-h/024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt9hJLiIR32IDt7QUkvY1MlEVvonkP-2_ms6zY_LhK-CDHcDFGeJQLaOtC0kQFH567fHM1FMWFTdqtGhjyW_QNIhBAFTsmkbfnJI4-afA6Di5ovOTXW_0umHlQoJKnDbabcGgbzc6Fs9E5/s200/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394097670383281538" border="0" /></a>October has already been a busy month. Last week we celebrated<br />Forrest's birthday with Dad, Cheryl, Brian, Ashley and Naomi. It was a success, though I think Coleman got more presents than Forrest! He got 5 new trains and new track. He'll wake up and say "Wanna play choo-choo's with me Mama? After you get your coffee. Wanna say O.K.?" We went out to eat and Coleman got the grilled cheese. When it came out he said "Oooo!" and started wiggling in his seat with excitement.<br /><br />Jared got Naomi not only to smile, but to laugh as well. Not me. She almost started to cry with me. I take care of babies 3 mornings a week, I should know how to do this! Oh well. I'm sure she and I will bond eventually. :)<br /><br />Coleman thought the cake was for him, so he helped Forrest blow out the candles...sort of. He only knows how to stick out his bottom lip and blow air up, so he blows his hair up.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYeiUGepurbnZxQ3gQpeOF2kElv_Ws6MciUncS0OWE2S17DVNefA1NQwYWu2CZo2BC4-x9tk4svs2RlJyZsHyNRXiML7EqBaLfyx-GjJx5gixvxogWjxqRt1sV6lPwC1ARrSxLiaeFtJU8/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYeiUGepurbnZxQ3gQpeOF2kElv_Ws6MciUncS0OWE2S17DVNefA1NQwYWu2CZo2BC4-x9tk4svs2RlJyZsHyNRXiML7EqBaLfyx-GjJx5gixvxogWjxqRt1sV6lPwC1ARrSxLiaeFtJU8/s200/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394097662513434946" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqS1O3ydXwFJfBPt0T42-GSG-eJPXediQzw29qIfvj8rQSD0W6BmH2a-Hi-hpnRyyThXuwQrajSpUzmp9t1N4CwIUmPWr7S0zaHBz6o0om3poGFjzWdidMvoLlJXrGL8-sZ-FvE_LpE1DH/s1600-h/014.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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The boys are 9 months old and very cute, as you can see in the pictures. It was great to get a backpack on again and tramp through the woods. It makes me miss my hiking days a lot! Eliza loves the backpack. When I lift her up onto my shoulders she just grins as being up so high. Coleman loved being on Jared's shoulders, and then later Andrew's shoulders. At one point we paused at huge rocks that you could crawl under. Coleman asked Andrew to hold his hand so he could go under to explore.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1vY_AK3PqcS9gj4Q6y_vdpr3geKMNkNTmkTFMmukAC6vbb8qycQWZRZDeRQkgV5YF_ugwae6NwfvQ810-C8DWafHUu8Olt2whwkosryyJzPtyi6KVcct5ai3Yho0FDvDQ1B_rZ23QjgIN/s1600-h/085.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1vY_AK3PqcS9gj4Q6y_vdpr3geKMNkNTmkTFMmukAC6vbb8qycQWZRZDeRQkgV5YF_ugwae6NwfvQ810-C8DWafHUu8Olt2whwkosryyJzPtyi6KVcct5ai3Yho0FDvDQ1B_rZ23QjgIN/s200/085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394095723122130706" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHsfKBA_CStpQGkEICY0YnSEjCO4AXDAB8femdvbibRfWH5MGDKiERo6NGddehGBnFK7RvPYKoBkGKPS9TZlbb3i1bd-IrbKrEE94IllTta_cAU2XiaswqtGgTgjbTtS3LW2He7YVlNg3E/s1600-h/086.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHsfKBA_CStpQGkEICY0YnSEjCO4AXDAB8femdvbibRfWH5MGDKiERo6NGddehGBnFK7RvPYKoBkGKPS9TZlbb3i1bd-IrbKrEE94IllTta_cAU2XiaswqtGgTgjbTtS3LW2He7YVlNg3E/s200/086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394095714250437122" border="0" /></a><br />Today after naps we went to Park Place downtown, a housing development that our church is ministering to. It was a beautiful day to be outdoors. Coleman loved the big slide. He went down all by himself as long as Jared was on the other side to meet him. The kids loved playing with Coleman. One girl was having fun tickling and wrestling with him, and Coleman loved it too. On our drive home Coleman asked if I would play choo-choo's with him, and Daddy too. I said that someone had to feed Eliza. So he said Daddy should and Mommy will play with him. Then he said "Coleman loves mommy, and Eliza loves Daddy." He has some very definite ideas about the world.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdpRInBgIU1iTHmTS_A7pw68LhdmlT6usZGHnMvtxWaSRqDpImwPXALmuMtp92lUWxLLxeD9q2z1xmUpyp74BnD_qSzB_apRRVR3X9DzPxIFx744_4mbc-0WrD5S5BtOKh07dKimQ6CGz/s1600-h/097.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdpRInBgIU1iTHmTS_A7pw68LhdmlT6usZGHnMvtxWaSRqDpImwPXALmuMtp92lUWxLLxeD9q2z1xmUpyp74BnD_qSzB_apRRVR3X9DzPxIFx744_4mbc-0WrD5S5BtOKh07dKimQ6CGz/s200/097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394094672672003026" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdRVK7UpbWv5gNXA1Zc0zAFaj6yZCIPGH4th3eUBYIeLYdCn0FHDiLtKhyFg2mb83cfDfYEZrZy1DOPaioPGqE4BZsi2cw9jG0aMTp0Os8NvGdcYWmg6dZgP-Pgh4DtZNvJPJgKKHRgIYl/s1600-h/101.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdRVK7UpbWv5gNXA1Zc0zAFaj6yZCIPGH4th3eUBYIeLYdCn0FHDiLtKhyFg2mb83cfDfYEZrZy1DOPaioPGqE4BZsi2cw9jG0aMTp0Os8NvGdcYWmg6dZgP-Pgh4DtZNvJPJgKKHRgIYl/s200/101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394094665677403234" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIRgY6vNui10qaKsjtSqMVcEVk0-QfFh5a5wFNxbU1q4Tuy0NsxiZLFuYPCOBNRGjw9lJniPaSqZLfoHUtJKVocqDxuBGdqcQm47dFmYzd2gqnFnAI2FZWqg4JqG9ryWtMO-G9TYi09TZM/s1600-h/121.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIRgY6vNui10qaKsjtSqMVcEVk0-QfFh5a5wFNxbU1q4Tuy0NsxiZLFuYPCOBNRGjw9lJniPaSqZLfoHUtJKVocqDxuBGdqcQm47dFmYzd2gqnFnAI2FZWqg4JqG9ryWtMO-G9TYi09TZM/s200/121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394094657768587218" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Since school has started for me days have been really busy, thus less free time to blog. I'm starting to think about next steps for me to take towards a career. I'm asking around, and praying for the right timing and opportunities to arise. School has been tough for Coleman because he and I get less time to play trains together. That leads to more behavior problems. At school he's had to be in time-out for biting, spitting and not listening.<br /><br />Jared is doing a lot of great work in Woodlawn, along with the guys he works alongside of. They are trying to revitalize the area. I get really excited about for Jared when he tells me all the things he's working on. I love his new office too, AND you can watch trains going by from the window. Its meant to be!Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-57228615495179155912009-09-16T06:31:00.000-07:002009-09-16T06:51:18.073-07:00Family Visit<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3vJfDysJGfedAdGFSoF8zWjRksc1cYPG6eqz8UgFvRzcSGPkVcJaXkRJwjgxE-enzndFvw7Xbgk1zk08gZMOMPWSQeDfYepGU0thCZKEPmmM5u_LGiC4RoUtkjemhTANuk2FegBkXbr6R/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3vJfDysJGfedAdGFSoF8zWjRksc1cYPG6eqz8UgFvRzcSGPkVcJaXkRJwjgxE-enzndFvw7Xbgk1zk08gZMOMPWSQeDfYepGU0thCZKEPmmM5u_LGiC4RoUtkjemhTANuk2FegBkXbr6R/s200/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382060965740303298" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZU3GdZnsHc1M411cmOmlUA2rUCu7VSlTDMin-4N89Jyi-U2HZk3eLaZzsLLR3_53aLvJo8pmeVrUDDpqCRIt2ht4ab-wPoPDM5yDJcSpBcSg9yaq77OKhIvRqNI_Lufk-zHpdVT3q4bM1/s1600-h/013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZU3GdZnsHc1M411cmOmlUA2rUCu7VSlTDMin-4N89Jyi-U2HZk3eLaZzsLLR3_53aLvJo8pmeVrUDDpqCRIt2ht4ab-wPoPDM5yDJcSpBcSg9yaq77OKhIvRqNI_Lufk-zHpdVT3q4bM1/s200/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382060121430934002" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDvZeWKgODAbU2l9Kza0uZJ8ndAKK3gPHum9-MdsziwEKZltAWRkX7yi02r9-o3ujkVwxba_1RzVucFr0_3kN-QF21oVvLl3AcftbZvETjkJfiAsmugQ7d6IqVDz7RYcp7M8jLMBvFR0Ze/s1600-h/009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDvZeWKgODAbU2l9Kza0uZJ8ndAKK3gPHum9-MdsziwEKZltAWRkX7yi02r9-o3ujkVwxba_1RzVucFr0_3kN-QF21oVvLl3AcftbZvETjkJfiAsmugQ7d6IqVDz7RYcp7M8jLMBvFR0Ze/s200/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382059664622918978" border="0" /></a><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz3FcGmfO5ap_tpIGEif8DZcXMhnmzE2dbVg29hjAaXngwix3tjjrSc-Wxv7N4IDAszBwBA51zkwRdcQ5pO3g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />We had a visit from Jared's Dad recently, known as 'Grandaddy' to Coleman. He brought some great books for Coleman one of which is a puzzle book that he loves. Who doesn't love books?<br /><br />Then we had Sue, Forrest, Brian, Ashley and baby Naomi visit. Coleman loves to kiss his sister and cousin. Eliza's new talent is shown above in the video.<br /><br />Coleman's vocabulary is growing by leaps and bounds. He cracks me up with things he'll say. This morning he said that Sadie will grow bigger and bigger and then she'll say "Excuse me" when she farts. I love hearing his perception of the world.Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-75080131213680231722009-09-03T16:36:00.000-07:002009-09-03T16:41:44.769-07:00Happy Birthday Christen<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwVhpV4VvXSpB-SAJlu_cNy_0qzsErnrAfUF8YQpRMC6zoiU3gD0WKwQocf_RiiM0Ai4CRG6b1scT75RfnDqQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Happy Birthday to my sister Christen. Coleman an d I decided to sing to you so you can imagine we are there with you. Now you can blow out the candles on your cake! Wish we could be there to celebrate with you.Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-12519557741898731372009-09-01T11:30:00.000-07:002009-09-01T12:31:31.549-07:00Learning How To Be a Big Brother<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNvATZuk7iEFZJpfqPuj7z2j1-z8GCyFR4eQa1Yoq5TvKxhjrk3OVrebED0qPmWTb4IeuS38v152HkrednF1O__Jki8BZkBsG6ZX_MBa9Hpib8Marc1RS3A9Z3az8g17iI3hBIXKPu5G2e/s1600-h/015.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNvATZuk7iEFZJpfqPuj7z2j1-z8GCyFR4eQa1Yoq5TvKxhjrk3OVrebED0qPmWTb4IeuS38v152HkrednF1O__Jki8BZkBsG6ZX_MBa9Hpib8Marc1RS3A9Z3az8g17iI3hBIXKPu5G2e/s200/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376583836534840258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyixcJdEc5OnwEqON135n5Qj_NiM1d4jYSby0PP6ixXk5H-Iv5_Y3uq015efkgBi2bGJbqfkFVDxJzKitRAfAuT0y-odb3N7NJ6s4FfH3rKwyqkVvNzq8YC5WAgFRCiaf9ofMIvotVrQE7/s1600-h/012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyixcJdEc5OnwEqON135n5Qj_NiM1d4jYSby0PP6ixXk5H-Iv5_Y3uq015efkgBi2bGJbqfkFVDxJzKitRAfAuT0y-odb3N7NJ6s4FfH3rKwyqkVvNzq8YC5WAgFRCiaf9ofMIvotVrQE7/s200/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376583825486152642" border="0" /></a><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyu5gsffSMFIf2QhPRYK1HMpKOzg9h4RPBDh2dG6x5MhsdMBlekNiIsfkMaDUTxbmUHFCqmo23B41SATejgpA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Coleman is learning what it means to be a big brother and how very important that role is. He loves to pat and kiss Eliza's head, take a bath with her, show her his trains and share them with her, and of course sing to her. He also likes to boss her around "don't bite that Eliza". Or boss me around "Baby's frying (crying) Mama."<br /><br />Coleman has a list of words that he chooses to say his way even though he can say them the correct way:<br /><br />Frain = train<br />fruck = truck<br />canana = banana<br />flease = please<br />forn = corn<br />Casiah = Josiah<br />finkle = Twinkle<br />wittle = little<br />fry = cry<br />Fwatamala = Guatamala<br /><br />I find myself saying them his way to him because they are so cute. Jared told me I need to stop so he doesn't keep saying them incorrectly.Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-76518334278239846922009-08-23T17:11:00.000-07:002009-08-23T17:28:40.237-07:00Happy ElizaI'm <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN134C1M1iUbeifo9_N35fYJ_AlIpA6v_n87q3crQvXVGvJg99aktTkkTPQ_Ls02SgSW59ji_TkxHVAC0rtQ8dxTNlITdWu2UJTu739poKEH85yyfodQuFjjTTDJXFiZqrKbr-an1Nw7AK/s1600-h/044.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN134C1M1iUbeifo9_N35fYJ_AlIpA6v_n87q3crQvXVGvJg99aktTkkTPQ_Ls02SgSW59ji_TkxHVAC0rtQ8dxTNlITdWu2UJTu739poKEH85yyfodQuFjjTTDJXFiZqrKbr-an1Nw7AK/s200/044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373318668064472530" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4f_VqNBiYM1lFou3lbBMnNc_FJX_dePqteBEDLBOe3QuF4wrj7QSmNmJVW2X7C8aM228z4qqwt6FBkTplhvEPaBjMpvGCS4Ubj7TwJl0Q6lCWP7NXI1iFIEHr188KZdwNpcAz8QA6KuEd/s1600-h/021.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4f_VqNBiYM1lFou3lbBMnNc_FJX_dePqteBEDLBOe3QuF4wrj7QSmNmJVW2X7C8aM228z4qqwt6FBkTplhvEPaBjMpvGCS4Ubj7TwJl0Q6lCWP7NXI1iFIEHr188KZdwNpcAz8QA6KuEd/s200/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373318667628714434" border="0" /></a><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzgpPmYZLTsejERG1R5mlJC5EbXvoh57l2vAkIF3UfSnWqKcS4ylwI5xaEGJSNpKbKOF7fEdEcy0tzrMI4Ddg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Eliza is starting to really laugh these days. She loves it when I say silly things and make silly faces as I pop out from hiding. She's also discovered her feet and that they are fun to put into her mouth. She is sleeping 11-12 hours at night now! Hurray! She is also taking really good naps. I moved her into her own room recently and it is great to have our room back to ourselves. I think she really likes her big crib too. She will often be on the other end and laying in the opposite direction that I laid her down in. As you can see in these pictures she is a very happy girl.<br /><br />Coleman is loving using the potty these days. I am able to take him for a walk wearing his underwear and he will stay dry the whole time. Today we had to run home for him to use the potty. We got home just in time! Coleman is learning how to interact with Eliza in a gentler, more helpful way. He's starting to say things, and state observations that crack me up. For example, "Coleman will push his ear in and then Coleman will be a handsome boy", or "Coleman is a tough guy" as he pushes the stroller up a steep hill. In church nursery I'm told he is a great helper and pat-pats all the babies.<br /><br />Jared and I have been busy painting our kitchen. We still have a long way to go, but it already looks so much better.Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-49439932482817273622009-08-12T17:13:00.000-07:002009-08-12T18:29:52.786-07:00Playing is hard work<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9utyLei-H8kboN-6En1R84giC7QPaCKR2GzENGQJ-JCgEW80pVNfZcuGvq7Ln-xaQ3HGqpGB9K4XX3iDy4Vv7XdRqNcdDomBvwdxgT9pkItPT5LVBzCDz1ZCyBPjaz5hPl80ULuE57ApI/s1600-h/031.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9utyLei-H8kboN-6En1R84giC7QPaCKR2GzENGQJ-JCgEW80pVNfZcuGvq7Ln-xaQ3HGqpGB9K4XX3iDy4Vv7XdRqNcdDomBvwdxgT9pkItPT5LVBzCDz1ZCyBPjaz5hPl80ULuE57ApI/s200/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369236778366657522" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyaI20YIMwySql-GgMV3IIAwB0yp59QNYgWhc4rfY2EfB6KW7-PdRQdMKd8MA5boE6P38637OuVM3K5s990Zg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Coleman is still very excited about trains. We went to the Train Museum on Saturday with Jared's Dad and his girlfriend Cheryl. Coleman had so much fun! He was so overwhelmed with all the trains, and a train table to play with in the gift shop. Cheryl bought him a new train, Duck, from the Thomas series. That sent him over the moon with excitement. When he plays trains he narrates all that he is doing. He usually will give me a train to play with, and Daddy and baby. He's very generous with sharing. Coleman's potty training is going so well I think we may be saying good-bye to diapers soon.<br /><br />Eliza is starting to 'talk' more in her own way. She is sleeping better at night now too. Hurray!<br /><br />I'm busy painting our kitchen white. It looks so much better already than the salmon pink it was before. I can get a lot done in just 2 hours without the kids around!Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-74851926691888993942009-07-30T19:18:00.000-07:002009-07-30T19:44:38.549-07:00July Update<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwQWxRK_ofUYYMxP7i-STUdhrjBZ5FvS3_jPM59izW7x0TtKTadwpo6X7umpsxZAg0Ygt49EF7y09YzGWHE1A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Facebook has dominated most of my time lately, but I'm back on blogger!<br /><br />We have officially lived in Birmingham over a year now. I love it here. The summers are not that hot after all. We've been having many days with weather in the high 80's, low 90's...in other words perfect for me. I'll start "teaching" three mornings a week in September at the Parents Day Out program at the Methodist Church near us. I'll have the 0-1 year old class with Eliza in it and Coleman's class is next door to my room.<br /><br />I have decided to rediscover my pre-pregnancy figure with the help of Jillian Michaels from "The Biggest Loser". I work-out 20 minutes a day and she kicks my butt, but I feel great for the rest of the day. I have so much energy in fact that I often don't need a nap, and feel up to painting the kitchen at night. Thanks Jillian, ha, ha.<br /><br />Coleman has been growing up over the last few months, and it has been painful at times. He is very jealous of Eliza and when Jared gets home he'll make it very clear that he doesn't want Daddy around: 'No Daddy, just Mama and Coleman'. He'll often say very loudly to Jared "NO, Mama do it!!" Jared often has to put him in time-out for being so rude. He's learning. He is learning how to be gentle with Eliza and loves to help with her bath, loves to give her kisses, and make her laugh. Sometimes he'll just start singing a song to her with his face inches from her face. It is so funny.<br /><br />Tonight I was making dinner and cleaning up and Coleman entertained himself happily for an hour. He decided that he wanted to wash dishes, one of his favorite things to do. So he pushed the chair up to the sink as I was leaving the kitchen to take care of Eliza. I was with Eliza for about 5 minutes and I came out and found Coleman amidst a ton of bubbles. He loves to clean!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx0dfgtjcdYLdUaCbbQ_HMobxOeWL1-mXfjRdjvfCf96v6yBk9Co-x2b64BMUsjs6J6ajK62my14vta-ypoJg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Lastly, our little Eliza bug is growing up! She is no longer content to just lay on a mat and look at a picture. She wants to be grabbing things and pulling them into her mouth. She is also interested in eating. One day I was eating a sandwich and saw her looking at my mouth so longingly as if she wanted to try eating too. So we've started giving her rice cereal and she loves it! She is starting to sleep better at night with 1 or 2 feedings on a good night. Hurray! She almost always wakes up happy and starts talking and cooing. When she sees me looking in at her she'll grin so happily. I love seeing her personality starting to come out now.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyXLP7tFaR0M4thAS_Kzuv1Cs-L_DoL6AZFlklnOqSO9WI1CMM4m32oDTSzPkDwMr3xRfkrIA8Vz50shquDGw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Oh yeah, for those of you (Elizabeth) interested in the update on Tikka, our cat, here it is: She is growing up too. She is now an outdoor cat and no longer sits on Jared's head at night. What a good girl. :PJoyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-29835498486576422642009-06-16T08:01:00.000-07:002009-06-16T08:12:22.444-07:00Grandma and Grandpa Visit<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaTuKu25XWJAW0dyAZa8eXHr0uMvhOgBr6LHZFNjuYOYAXCQJP4-TG0rV5-yT08La7qOcTYMAl3su5AUKsCLkVA5L9nDPhmV_hBf_xpVA59q8k9QdJIBSifs5BvkK2U00G8PZH1Ekys26r/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaTuKu25XWJAW0dyAZa8eXHr0uMvhOgBr6LHZFNjuYOYAXCQJP4-TG0rV5-yT08La7qOcTYMAl3su5AUKsCLkVA5L9nDPhmV_hBf_xpVA59q8k9QdJIBSifs5BvkK2U00G8PZH1Ekys26r/s200/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347942572933371938" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiusSbnD9lyb7Q8qnFtfw2uyYtzZhjaWnuLzqBbIlyrpSepxbRJrqJhjInzdddjTHtuRbKehUrcHH_eLjkzoI4jrtUKuN590j4QxVrAeEhXl-WsjNc5idVoETS1kVDcwc61OudhMaqKP83X/s1600-h/066.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiusSbnD9lyb7Q8qnFtfw2uyYtzZhjaWnuLzqBbIlyrpSepxbRJrqJhjInzdddjTHtuRbKehUrcHH_eLjkzoI4jrtUKuN590j4QxVrAeEhXl-WsjNc5idVoETS1kVDcwc61OudhMaqKP83X/s200/066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347942215117433634" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNDUjhhtH2C5W1BiJMhs4rSeCyq9rm9bWKxCsk2-4Ca943rpG82XjFThasMKcyW1TZ4SrCWBC6m3WNPpZ1fT1hATQnYwwP2DPRTX-k9o0rEahuzsl2YO2Q0mnOYE6UtUmnpMXyy-9JiN_o/s1600-h/042.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNDUjhhtH2C5W1BiJMhs4rSeCyq9rm9bWKxCsk2-4Ca943rpG82XjFThasMKcyW1TZ4SrCWBC6m3WNPpZ1fT1hATQnYwwP2DPRTX-k9o0rEahuzsl2YO2Q0mnOYE6UtUmnpMXyy-9JiN_o/s200/042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347942212774049426" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrUhTzPpv-n_NaU1SX2fn5cGQAanvWv6O5kFNBXto612_iQ6Qffxc_6vBOU8dG5tP7UzQ976bIg7At4kBQKqZLFwj1FB0eCTXq1NA_D-j107mQVFJ0Xu2vGmjyEtU8oQ7MzSEf5sMSStZu/s1600-h/028.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrUhTzPpv-n_NaU1SX2fn5cGQAanvWv6O5kFNBXto612_iQ6Qffxc_6vBOU8dG5tP7UzQ976bIg7At4kBQKqZLFwj1FB0eCTXq1NA_D-j107mQVFJ0Xu2vGmjyEtU8oQ7MzSEf5sMSStZu/s200/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347941639013604498" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv41PEf74b5M7PRWc_olfM7QAs02vtVbotP6F2APdnvpiLEllamEmb3lR244FemYVChav9VVFQBUETFhlt-gTru9eRtSs7WkMpVR08SH-wnRatPMa74-EVgaKSIMHxg-Lm-5b9DHTlm5rj/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv41PEf74b5M7PRWc_olfM7QAs02vtVbotP6F2APdnvpiLEllamEmb3lR244FemYVChav9VVFQBUETFhlt-gTru9eRtSs7WkMpVR08SH-wnRatPMa74-EVgaKSIMHxg-Lm-5b9DHTlm5rj/s200/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347941636963290354" border="0" /></a>Mom and Dad visited us last week. We had a great time at the pool, eating and relaxing. I got some good naps in, and even a bike-ride. One week goes by so quickly.<br /><br />Coleman is already asking to call Grandma and Grandpa. I think he misses them already. Eliza just loves to be held and talked to, so she was a happy girl all week.Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-27925577966043791612009-06-02T17:42:00.000-07:002009-06-02T18:52:23.087-07:00Summer Fun<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzUZRDFSy12s9VpHRIelTu-_2XBGPQP4Dg1Rmn127Oeoji--pf3M5mQAp8PvlXd4C9spi2813dwiG-nnYq3_w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Summer's here at last! We had a lot of fun outside today playing in the sandbox, in the pool, and in the swing. Coleman likes to order me around, especially when I am paying attention to Eliza. He's still very jealous of the attention I give her.Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-27984183157986486192009-05-30T05:28:00.000-07:002009-05-30T05:43:08.075-07:00Its Time To Clean Up<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxejx5myo4IM0MNLgN6_Six-AidaOc5xYBPI_0_WwgcE5S1cKba5SFMaqynmhAUkUem_OYJWJKccJ8kVW4waw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Coleman is such a great "cleaner-upper". He will ask for the "wipe-cloth" all the time so he can wipe the table, his face, hands and anything else that needs wiping. Yesterday I made pizza dough and he helped by pushing flour onto the floor. I told him he'd need to clean it up so he happily got the broom and started sweeping. Then I gave him a washcloth and he went to town, even wiping the flour off my feet. He laughed and said "It feels nice!' as he wiped my toes.<br /><br />Coleman is very creative with his eating. He likes to have jam on his banana, peanuts with his cantaloupe, raisins with his chocolate graham cracker fish. He is also adventurous with his eating: he loves cheese like his mama. He asked for goat cheese yesterday, and loves the sheep's milk feta cheese we have. Perhaps he'll be a chef?Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-32316159363777790532009-05-15T17:10:00.000-07:002009-05-15T17:24:21.125-07:00Eliza's Bath<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKvOpvnpv4nrkJY_4a5euLCuZ0deUBE8K7cX2yqCyLAaZ59_E9KQG2dBceIXXWLJnEihggfAKWzBBopowED5aSf86JAvOpd33f2M4BmQT40ZVYV-Hh6jELI3F3tJC2ujGyFi8lFtSzPqU/s1600-h/011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKvOpvnpv4nrkJY_4a5euLCuZ0deUBE8K7cX2yqCyLAaZ59_E9KQG2dBceIXXWLJnEihggfAKWzBBopowED5aSf86JAvOpd33f2M4BmQT40ZVYV-Hh6jELI3F3tJC2ujGyFi8lFtSzPqU/s200/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336210106675675410" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF3g-IQtL3kEMKl_-TCRfYdTaSEPy-FUQYwhDuZvXdgM0_BWjFoVqRYWSjD2ur89_D64hKxPR1pqhu1de9xqvGrWfn2QulwIJFXB_I6LRa7tSJlScgXKYxPrxCXXYd_jBEKjrmPRsapZ03/s1600-h/003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF3g-IQtL3kEMKl_-TCRfYdTaSEPy-FUQYwhDuZvXdgM0_BWjFoVqRYWSjD2ur89_D64hKxPR1pqhu1de9xqvGrWfn2QulwIJFXB_I6LRa7tSJlScgXKYxPrxCXXYd_jBEKjrmPRsapZ03/s200/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336210100046448770" border="0" /></a><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyP_QM5Kez-_jwUoFp_R81demMOqDmXdyJBPUg_iAaJdlqDRDDgjfH9AzhEWXmVMjDrwfdXzLgMBoAQUNXYQg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />I posted this video on my Facebook page, so forgot to post it here. Eliza loves her bath time so much right before we put her down for the night. She is getting more and more expressive these days as well.<br /><br />Coleman is learning that we pick up after ourselves before we move onto the next thing. Today we were going to go outside and play in the pool, but Coleman had been playing with colored pencils. He ran over to the colored pencils, grabbed a bunch and put them back in the box, and continued until they were all put away. I didn't even tell him! I rewarded him with two jellybeans.<br /><br />Life is beginning to have some order to it 9 weeks after Eliza arrived. She and Coleman both go to bed at 6 each night. She is getting better and better about putting herself to sleep so often I lay her down at 6 and then I'm done! Praise God for an easy going baby. :)Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-16083387174467483712009-05-11T10:10:00.000-07:002009-05-11T10:32:23.709-07:00Eliza<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1ASQ_RrdDr02ChmDZ_a-hK22-zqkkWGtk96vA45xXuTEC4VbBv4mfCHezJrRg65uM_iZqGWeYXjXfdNFPRvQ0wm7uyrzWqUd2RrERojuwip7VliQc0qxvxMRwePjYxpX7bXUuFFykUGcQ/s1600-h/010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1ASQ_RrdDr02ChmDZ_a-hK22-zqkkWGtk96vA45xXuTEC4VbBv4mfCHezJrRg65uM_iZqGWeYXjXfdNFPRvQ0wm7uyrzWqUd2RrERojuwip7VliQc0qxvxMRwePjYxpX7bXUuFFykUGcQ/s200/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334620244645829218" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsqjXPfucCapY72Tx1VzteEYJtIUS0F2KfyfzmOcc6Qtd11sXWlwicnVn4wQiOoAiDiqCFl1TZ8Wovq35g9f1GezMsCQbx-WMg-FgrOy_Nb-85fiPmmfSSoLH6LpuQ7p3HBc06AeGyNHVM/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieBsUlsBEfEPz6HpC5hyKdwOUnH9GPg03ZVIR8EP0HU3cdPdznaOYXnvEm12Nks8ggCBP6rcG-ZQwWxepHRJwaYhzIg6wQiA5F9y99AsaoBayfXxtb7J4gGtV8V4lRN-gCTr8YeHi5yOYG/s200/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334615684120592130" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCerw13NN2nvvumotzlTHbNf4GUjhJ4wPmoQcWb6jjlOhptRUyZPYh_cRx8OrzMEq5_cVvp_WOKvk05BOjc99wYCdhMeb1EKrvs6hF0X9Y18zl0l28EvniS5Q9YJLLUZS3jeJXJXBzQcsq/s1600-h/012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCerw13NN2nvvumotzlTHbNf4GUjhJ4wPmoQcWb6jjlOhptRUyZPYh_cRx8OrzMEq5_cVvp_WOKvk05BOjc99wYCdhMeb1EKrvs6hF0X9Y18zl0l28EvniS5Q9YJLLUZS3jeJXJXBzQcsq/s200/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334615681081688194" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Some pictures of Eliza, my little sweet-pea. She's smiling more and sleeping better and better these days. Coleman is learning how to interact gently with her. Although today he did say he wanted to wrestle with her.Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-78966423633211966332009-04-27T11:28:00.000-07:002009-04-27T15:32:56.712-07:00Holding handsColeman is learning how to hold hands and shake hands, so he's practicing with Eliza. I also showed him how she'll grasp his finger, and he really liked that too. He loves to bring her her pacis too.<br /><br />Coleman has had two successful visits to the potty in the last 3 days! I'm so proud of him. I'm hoping to move him to his toddler bed in the next month or two.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz9O1LzLUrwP3x9feWTEpPWcPqjkRHbGPjjmJln7wvoGkLs1sQ2rvowqV-0bQRke6bsJxCJiAvB6F8v2kk40w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-57794265563192434332009-04-24T08:25:00.000-07:002009-04-24T09:33:31.509-07:00Snotty NoseI found this old video and found it so gross I laughed out loud. Enjoy!<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxEboT-qKEmV2NrfCv3GEhvTp01cAhe4RYDbZGwkm-F6GAFdC6Cr1KNZ2LuiOqWTErdJVK6qxMzghHj-8e4lA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-637123714796053092009-04-20T06:26:00.000-07:002009-04-20T06:49:09.297-07:00Big Brother<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dygUacQ_hqndQW-51SnyJjUceHGSYUQ9s2QwdRUsn3pRsTSTnplt6FVHCYpLFSMBYcUYn1V7qWqaY0IfmIu3g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Coleman is learning h0w to be a Big Brother. He's wanting to be very hands-on with her. He's also learning how to be competitive to get my attention.Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-28183755609874659782009-04-14T16:00:00.000-07:002009-04-14T16:13:56.671-07:00Chasing Sadie<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyKk_w3aFI8eaae1JAJZlfCsuGvxWrpyVvTpWfWZO5QVZJGVxZVfXXbI75pmjBM9jflD4yLvNxP20NmWI7oww' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Coleman enjoys chasing Sadie around the house with his lawnmower. Sounds like a horror film for dogs. This is her exercise in lieu of her walks lately. She's a good sport, and I don't let him chase her for too long. I love how he pauses in his chasing to pat-pat Eliza. Coleman has been hugging a little too aggressively at school, but putting his head and whole weight on the other kids. I'm not sure if he understands he's being too rough, or if he is just wanting to hug the other kids. He does this too with Eliza.<br /><br />Today was my first hard day. Eliza did not want to sleep much, and while she was awake, she wanted me to hold her the whole time. I wish I had 8 arms!Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4478013858339628823.post-26809973661650504282009-04-10T08:51:00.001-07:002009-04-10T10:20:48.329-07:00Grandma Visits<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHucZB_6y62ViXmtIP4eUzz88IdlzoGOut7EK_hXt5L7Wx-P3xIwDaFGc-6bJALUm-FO6LlPoHgEbM8FDFEKL_0lImFiSxBg_VKJt9hAs11BzxfX6Nrs290cdXiAIfitnhLXKxPkH_caX1/s1600-h/019.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHucZB_6y62ViXmtIP4eUzz88IdlzoGOut7EK_hXt5L7Wx-P3xIwDaFGc-6bJALUm-FO6LlPoHgEbM8FDFEKL_0lImFiSxBg_VKJt9hAs11BzxfX6Nrs290cdXiAIfitnhLXKxPkH_caX1/s200/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323091578735528850" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPig7nCWbSPWjG40F-Kjhy7otU5NQX7bu9LP-XoJgPGWqp_Qn0eNyytZ9K8pyqJREmIKphWzP7arsQ3OXx0bq1MX1W7uD-mmqfS5GJHNFP-BUnUmmEIGbWxq7LdUk5quMv5VcTB7SAFVtc/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPig7nCWbSPWjG40F-Kjhy7otU5NQX7bu9LP-XoJgPGWqp_Qn0eNyytZ9K8pyqJREmIKphWzP7arsQ3OXx0bq1MX1W7uD-mmqfS5GJHNFP-BUnUmmEIGbWxq7LdUk5quMv5VcTB7SAFVtc/s200/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323091574061706690" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwzOSwyAhlk9dlTpYE35PwDDkkebDG9xb5fp41-AC7PYSfBJ5JBkXFWDbm9GLCK070bhGRnXr3vmYW9Ro3wgg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>We had a wonderful week with my Mom in town. Coleman took right to her. I think he remembers her from her last visit in October. Mom was able to bond with both of her grandbabies this past week, and I got to rest and eat well. :)<br /><br />Coleman loves the little monkey stuffed animals Mom brought, and decided to make them walk. Anytime he sees stripes he'll call them "choo-choo tracks". He is having a hard time adjusting to Eliza and sharing me. He tells me "Mama and Coleman sit down and talk" if he hasn't seen me for most of the day. It is so cute! His favorite thing about Eliza is her eyes. He'll say over and over again "See her eyes" as he gets dangerously close to her fragile little head.Joyfultonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16521694118316792494noreply@blogger.com0