<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333</id><updated>2011-08-02T22:06:34.022-05:00</updated><category term='good deal'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='names'/><category term='personal'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='military'/><category term='school'/><category term='parks'/><category term='toys'/><category term='explanations'/><category term='learning disability'/><category term='trials'/><category term='memories'/><category term='baby'/><category term='survey'/><category term='food'/><category term='family'/><category term='remodeling'/><category term='house'/><category term='lessons learned'/><category term='cars'/><category term='sicknesses'/><category term='kids'/><title type='text'>Farrah's leaky Faucet</title><subtitle type='html'>Hear me drip!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-5444890433129020085</id><published>2010-10-11T23:05:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T00:03:44.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Mom! Sorry-I couldn't decide which ones to send you, so you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can choose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Morning on the farm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe this can help dad feel at home, or maybe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just more homesick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPql__pYTI/AAAAAAAAATQ/-GPR09GwTZU/s1600/062+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527019106268176690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPql__pYTI/AAAAAAAAATQ/-GPR09GwTZU/s320/062+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPqH6imcxI/AAAAAAAAATI/Wk2yHesKwiM/s1600/058+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527018589408097042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPqH6imcxI/AAAAAAAAATI/Wk2yHesKwiM/s320/058+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmsLYMK2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/UW_jcZI49A0/s1600/hpqscan0001+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527014814356613986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmsLYMK2I/AAAAAAAAAS4/UW_jcZI49A0/s320/hpqscan0001+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmrukbN4I/AAAAAAAAASw/ezTajA3vadw/s1600/280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527014806623303554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmrukbN4I/AAAAAAAAASw/ezTajA3vadw/s320/280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmrVvBJ6I/AAAAAAAAASo/6n5mIwiESxU/s1600/216+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527014799956846498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmrVvBJ6I/AAAAAAAAASo/6n5mIwiESxU/s320/216+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmrJIDkoI/AAAAAAAAASg/HR5IuWF5HmY/s1600/184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527014796572201602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmrJIDkoI/AAAAAAAAASg/HR5IuWF5HmY/s320/184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmI0sOShI/AAAAAAAAASY/6Z8zXmMJmN8/s1600/143+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527014206971202066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmI0sOShI/AAAAAAAAASY/6Z8zXmMJmN8/s320/143+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman never looked so tough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmIrhxGzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/KLi40KvR7cA/s1600/104+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527014204511427378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmIrhxGzI/AAAAAAAAASQ/KLi40KvR7cA/s320/104+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Farmer Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmILhtDZI/AAAAAAAAASI/rPTrtsTTPDM/s1600/089+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527014195921227154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmILhtDZI/AAAAAAAAASI/rPTrtsTTPDM/s320/089+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmHgM8ONI/AAAAAAAAASA/ttBcqC3_-hs/s1600/103+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527014184291416274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPmHgM8ONI/AAAAAAAAASA/ttBcqC3_-hs/s320/103+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPkjXOSiyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/BjERKu7u7-c/s1600/088+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527012463894235938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPkjXOSiyI/AAAAAAAAAR4/BjERKu7u7-c/s320/088+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPkjDytjEI/AAAAAAAAARw/CJKNcJwlukU/s1600/086+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527012458678291522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPkjDytjEI/AAAAAAAAARw/CJKNcJwlukU/s320/086+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPkivXpCEI/AAAAAAAAARo/cm4hvE-sezw/s1600/082+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527012453196040258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPkivXpCEI/AAAAAAAAARo/cm4hvE-sezw/s320/082+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haybarn in May 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPkiQYsmTI/AAAAAAAAARg/NQuJA04ErW0/s1600/075+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527012444878969138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPkiQYsmTI/AAAAAAAAARg/NQuJA04ErW0/s320/075+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did make it up the hill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPkh08k6eI/AAAAAAAAARY/M69HW4yS7F0/s1600/074+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527012437513267682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPkh08k6eI/AAAAAAAAARY/M69HW4yS7F0/s320/074+(4).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPihQXeclI/AAAAAAAAARQ/gg75bfRrekE/s1600/074+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527010228670722642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPihQXeclI/AAAAAAAAARQ/gg75bfRrekE/s320/074+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPihCgMevI/AAAAAAAAARI/ZUlVaR_U_KM/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527010224949197554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPihCgMevI/AAAAAAAAARI/ZUlVaR_U_KM/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiking at Taum Sauk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPif40xYII/AAAAAAAAAQw/gAFHdKjMAqo/s1600/025+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527010205171277954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPif40xYII/AAAAAAAAAQw/gAFHdKjMAqo/s320/025+(5).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPfz1NVVmI/AAAAAAAAAQo/VAV9qXCgXUY/s1600/023+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527007249263056482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPfz1NVVmI/AAAAAAAAAQo/VAV9qXCgXUY/s320/023+(7).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPfznGECHI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ivjhf0mjdlI/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527007245474465906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPfznGECHI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ivjhf0mjdlI/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPfzbaGMPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/UuUYAyTomiU/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527007242337267954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPfzbaGMPI/AAAAAAAAAQY/UuUYAyTomiU/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPfzFpejMI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Lp2mSZ-lT7w/s1600/002+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527007236496198850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPfzFpejMI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Lp2mSZ-lT7w/s320/002+(9).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPfyzubxwI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Pn_h7XyAxig/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527007231685150466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPfyzubxwI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Pn_h7XyAxig/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-5444890433129020085?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5444890433129020085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=5444890433129020085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/5444890433129020085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/5444890433129020085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-pics.html' title='Random Pics'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/TLPql__pYTI/AAAAAAAAATQ/-GPR09GwTZU/s72-c/062+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-4393374387669002687</id><published>2009-12-02T11:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:24:52.867-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>SHHH!</title><content type='html'>So RD and I had decided a few years ago to be honest with the kids about the big guy in the red suit. We decided to do the normal traditions for Christmas, but  if the kids came to us and asked a direct question, we would tell the truth. ID asked a couple of years ago. It was not easy but we of course told him . We also gave him strict instructions to not tell any of his friends because &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; parents may not want them to know. He still struggles to understand why parents would want to teach &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; kids about the big guy. (Of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt; he just recently put together that the tooth fairy is not real!) He tells us that it is very hard to not tell and has admitted to telling maybe a kid or two. But he has for the most part been very diligent in keeping quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Now AD is another story! (is it because she is a girl or just forgetful?)She has still believed in him--until yesterday. Apparently yesterday they had a bit of a discussion about SC in class . So she came home and asked the big question. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reluctantly&lt;/span&gt; broke her heart and stressed that we don't tell other kids. She must have stopped listening to me before I said the latter part. Today around 9:00am I received a call from her teacher. Mrs. S was very cordial and said that she just wanted to let me know what had happened. Apparently the conversation from yesterday continued and AD had some new info to share- "My mom says there is no such thing as SC!" Apparently &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mayhem&lt;/span&gt; broke out after that. Imagine 19 five year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; hearing that news all at once! I believe Mrs. S handled it appropriately. I'm not sure what she said to them, but she did reassure them. I'm not sure what kind of backlash this will create for me- I am the room mother and have just started planning the class Christmas party! I guess only time will tell. AD was very upset, I guess because kids weren't believing her. Mrs. S said she is doing better now. I must apologize to any parents who have explaining or patch up work to do! I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; sorry! Maybe now she will remember to keep secrets!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-4393374387669002687?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4393374387669002687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=4393374387669002687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/4393374387669002687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/4393374387669002687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/shhh.html' title='SHHH!'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-8082171734930057755</id><published>2009-06-17T00:45:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:44:56.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remodeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Irony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think it is quite ironic that the first post I publish since I renamed my blog to leaky faucet would be all about my leaky tub. I guess it was ment to be. We discovered a major leak in our tub/house a week ago while my sister was bathing her children. Remodeling the bathroom was actually the first project we wanted to tackle when we moved in 8 1/2 years ago-alas has never happened -till now. Since our wonderful brother-in-law Adam (master of remodeling) was in town we thought it was now or never. So this is our progress. I am excited to have it finished -somtime this decade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is the old leaky bathroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348176673976167858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SjiKWWBhLbI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Or6qS6aNLHY/s320/122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348176670460951090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SjiKWI7bOjI/AAAAAAAAAPo/H63NwDK5GEY/s320/123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Removing the old heavy tub. Demolishun was definately the funnest part! I wish I had more pics of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348176668438933954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SjiKWBZVscI/AAAAAAAAAPg/KWtNWyVESmY/s320/126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348176664757766274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SjiKVzrriII/AAAAAAAAAPY/1YWhkhfBBUU/s320/127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Foot through the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348176093169375410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SjiJ0iWY2LI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Nl3NutFLmKQ/s320/128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This was probalby the original wall paper. It was on wall that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;had been covered by another piece of dry wall. Can you say- hideous! I had hoped to find a million dollars stuck in the wall but this is all we found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348176089472420546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SjiJ0Uk9ysI/AAAAAAAAAPA/RgDb7W4ZBLw/s320/132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348176086220172354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SjiJ0IdkbEI/AAAAAAAAAOw/blXhNZGNf20/s320/146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348175093130213442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SjiI6U6eOEI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0Ra8kKc6Ohc/s320/151.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Before grout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348175087736971634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SjiI6A0n4XI/AAAAAAAAAOY/pSty6hMD6gk/s320/162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348175090110287586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SjiI6JqdzuI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/y1Hlzq4ZNN0/s320/165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348175087013230786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SjiI5-IEeMI/AAAAAAAAAOI/eWflV8zM2Lo/s320/167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                     I think Sam approves&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348182023440679506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SjiPNuVPwlI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TCiq1Urfhjg/s320/169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-8082171734930057755?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/8082171734930057755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=8082171734930057755' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/8082171734930057755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/8082171734930057755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2009/06/irony.html' title='Irony'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SjiKWWBhLbI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Or6qS6aNLHY/s72-c/122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-9084557634300033327</id><published>2009-04-04T20:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:49:31.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little unwanted vacation</title><content type='html'>Seems like I shouldn't have electronical devices. I will not be on the net for a while. We are having some issues with our computer and I don't know when we will be able to fix them. I am on my in-laws computer right now. Our DVD player in our basement is broken and the one in our room is trying to quit also. Oh well. Hope to be back soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-9084557634300033327?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/9084557634300033327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=9084557634300033327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/9084557634300033327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/9084557634300033327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2009/04/alert.html' title='A little unwanted vacation'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-82215466329395085</id><published>2009-04-03T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:03:03.318-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='explanations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='names'/><title type='text'>New Blog Title</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I would explain my new blog title. My name although uncommon is well known because of the movie star Farrah Fawcett. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I actually have a bit of anxiety when I have to introduce myself to someone new &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because I know it will be an explanation. I introduce myself and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always get one of two responses-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Oh like Farrah Fawcett!", which I politely smile and say "Yep!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or "Oh hi Sarah!" and I have to say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It's actually Farrah with an "F" like Frank (maybe I should start saying -like &lt;strong&gt;f&lt;/strong&gt;art!ha ha). It's just one of those lifelong annoyances I get to enjoy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I usually don't mind it. I actually prefer the Farrah Fawcett response. I once had a dream that a friend of mine whose name is Sarah was repeatedly being called Farrah. She was sooo annoyed and was complaining to me about it. I think I just laughed at her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I recently purchased a new stove. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The saleslady who I worked with did not disappoint me when I gave her my name, "Oh, like Farrah Fawcett".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's amazing to me how people say it exactly the same. I even got into a longer conversation with her and said that I share the same birthday as the said celebrity, Feb 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was all too excited to say that this is her b-day also- a fellow groundhog! I think I've actually met more people with my name than with the same b-day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This last introduction episode has inspired me to honor my name as &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the conversational piece that it seems to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tend to "spout" a lot of nonsense on occasion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes complain too much, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but mostly just share my thoughts and experiences on my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a faucet is said to be a valve and handle that controls the flow of liquid, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my blog is where I get to control my flow of thoughts, nonsense, complaints, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and experiences. So I will consider each of my posts to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;drips&lt;/em&gt;" not posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopefully I'm not or won't be as annoying as a real leaky faucet! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. I would love to meet another woman named Farrah and before I introduce myself exclaime-"Oh, just Farrah Fawcett!", or even call her Sarah- just to see her reaction! I know I can't be the only Farrah with this complex!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-82215466329395085?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/82215466329395085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=82215466329395085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/82215466329395085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/82215466329395085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-blog-title.html' title='New Blog Title'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-5928709869530282782</id><published>2009-03-15T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T14:52:32.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sicknesses'/><title type='text'>The last shall be first....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having three children one would think by the time you have the fourth you have experienced most of the baby experiences. SD is definitely our last child and ironically he is the first in a few experiences for us. Along time ago (actually just 5 months ago) when SD was 2 weeks old he was the first to completely poo all over daddy while daddy was so graciously changing his diaper. He has since then peed all over his own face at least twice while mommy was changing his diaper, &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; didn't enjoy either of those. Most recently he was the first of our kids to ever be hospitalized for pneumonia, actually the first to have pneumonia at all. We spent 4 days in the oh so comfy hospital. The worst part for me and him was probably the IV. We had pretty good nurses overall. I watched a lot of TV and did &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; feel guilty about just sitting still. RD was able to bring me food most of the time. Poor little SD didn't feel like eating too much so he actually lost over a pound (another first)! I am incredibly blessed to have many wonderful friends that helped us out with my other kids while I was away. I thank them all for their generosity, care, and concern!We have been home for a week and have survived the multitude of medications. He has been on steroids (another first), and how many antibiotics? The lovely antibiotics have the wonderful side effect of diarrhea. Which leads to the last first. I was just sitting at the computer on Face book and holding SD on one leg. I heard him grunt and then a splat. He actually pooed out of his diaper onto the floor. As I was changing his diaper I said "SD that was very gross!" He just looked at me and smiled. He is such a sweety. He can light up the room with his smile and can make anyone laugh with him. I realize most of our "first experiences" with him have been of the poopy nature, hopefully in the future we will have more pleasant, less messy and stinky, "firsts" with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313502918656760418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/Sb1awJuJmmI/AAAAAAAAANk/dFOPBMlUlP4/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313502920955140642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/Sb1awSSIGiI/AAAAAAAAANs/mxKfVdnAdZ0/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313502926292280466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/Sb1awmKmZJI/AAAAAAAAAN0/RBVyzGouPFI/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313502936150835538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/Sb1axK5EAVI/AAAAAAAAAN8/1hP2uCsaAuA/s320/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-5928709869530282782?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5928709869530282782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=5928709869530282782' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/5928709869530282782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/5928709869530282782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-shall-be-first.html' title='The last shall be first....'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/Sb1awJuJmmI/AAAAAAAAANk/dFOPBMlUlP4/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-1920576345091457327</id><published>2009-02-01T16:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T16:54:24.456-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Just some Pics</title><content type='html'>Just some random pics of the kids and the recent family get together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYe9cV53qI/AAAAAAAAANc/1dO571YpXjM/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297956052576886434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYe9cV53qI/AAAAAAAAANc/1dO571YpXjM/s320/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYeNIVhwaI/AAAAAAAAANU/o85mBvEuXlg/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297955222572876194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYeNIVhwaI/AAAAAAAAANU/o85mBvEuXlg/s320/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        AD playing on PBS kids.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYeNA55_nI/AAAAAAAAANM/c0N7B9szaw8/s1600-h/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297955220577975922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYeNA55_nI/AAAAAAAAANM/c0N7B9szaw8/s320/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYeNOZkqCI/AAAAAAAAANE/a3XYnVplCNY/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297955224200456226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYeNOZkqCI/AAAAAAAAANE/a3XYnVplCNY/s320/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   He will be 4 months on groundhog's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYeM3pg0pI/AAAAAAAAAM8/pcizQxXrXy4/s1600-h/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297955218093298322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYeM3pg0pI/AAAAAAAAAM8/pcizQxXrXy4/s320/086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Playing with Grandma D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYeMzWtFtI/AAAAAAAAAM0/eba75rO_T_M/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297955216940668626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYeMzWtFtI/AAAAAAAAAM0/eba75rO_T_M/s320/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Grandma M left a surprise in our freezer when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                 she left. JD, aka: soda-aholic, of course found it and this is what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                    happened when he opened it. Thank goodness he was at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                      the table!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdv3C00VI/AAAAAAAAAMs/65msD08nzU8/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297954719714824530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdv3C00VI/AAAAAAAAAMs/65msD08nzU8/s320/064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              Blessing day! Oh so cute-SD looks pretty cute too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdv-RxTvI/AAAAAAAAAMk/4q-EGc9uCHs/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297954721656557298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdv-RxTvI/AAAAAAAAAMk/4q-EGc9uCHs/s320/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdvgRP8KI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9lkWBmUOKqI/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297954713601306786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdvgRP8KI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9lkWBmUOKqI/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                I just love this pic-my brother the oh so happy husband oblivious to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                             family in chaos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdvra4qXI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YOSGXzP5bEw/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297954716594514290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdvra4qXI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YOSGXzP5bEw/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                    I can't decide which one of the following&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                I like the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdvlnDomI/AAAAAAAAAMM/lxFklANviIY/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297954715034952290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdvlnDomI/AAAAAAAAAMM/lxFklANviIY/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdJm3D2eI/AAAAAAAAAME/fixao0cWdLM/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297954062535481826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdJm3D2eI/AAAAAAAAAME/fixao0cWdLM/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdJlc1jmI/AAAAAAAAAL0/B0XQYtSdLtc/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297954062157057634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdJlc1jmI/AAAAAAAAAL0/B0XQYtSdLtc/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdJYooE5I/AAAAAAAAALs/KsClkQDRuHA/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297954058716844946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdJYooE5I/AAAAAAAAALs/KsClkQDRuHA/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdJP4W5ZI/AAAAAAAAALk/LkD-btWcArk/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297954056366908818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYdJP4W5ZI/AAAAAAAAALk/LkD-btWcArk/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-1920576345091457327?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1920576345091457327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=1920576345091457327' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/1920576345091457327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/1920576345091457327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-some-pics.html' title='Just some Pics'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SYYe9cV53qI/AAAAAAAAANc/1dO571YpXjM/s72-c/099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-3632233824749608144</id><published>2008-12-12T00:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:56:48.422-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>"Dish'n" it out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You know how you spend the first few years of your marriage gatheringhousehold items, particularly kitchen stuff? Why do we buy so many glass things, especially when we plan to have kids. The following image is a good example of why we should buy plastic. The boys have had the chore of unloading the dishwasher for a while now. They do a pretty good job, especially considering they're boys. But they do tend to put things away in the wrong place at times. (This is where patience on my part has to come in &lt;strong&gt;everyday!&lt;/strong&gt;) Many times my larger serving bowls (a bowl that is 3x the serving size of a regular cereal bowl) will be put away on top of the smaller cereal bowls, they are bowls after all. This is precisly what happened here. I opened the cabinet, got a plate, closed the cabinet, and a few short seconds later this serving bowl came flying out of the cabinet, bounced off the counter, hit the table, and finally shattered on the floor. It was the most impressive shattered glass I have yet to see! Of course I was standing right there bare foot. RD was across the kitchen and was hit by shards of the bowl. I was just observing today how few matching glasses I have in my cubburd since the kids have been using them! The pictures really do little justice to the actual scene.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278798063304797314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SUIO3sxNbII/AAAAAAAAAKk/oyDgA7PlCdo/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279316532863759266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SUPmamYw86I/AAAAAAAAALE/9d0TCYol0WU/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were finishing dinner the other day and JD exclaimed-"there's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a dinosaur in your cup!" Sure enough the left over foam from RD's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;root beer had a skeletal look of a T-Rex skull. The kids were super impressed. It was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sadly washed away seconds later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had to document it, no one would believe us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278798667422365058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SUIPa3SD9YI/AAAAAAAAAK8/OImZvYyo_-Y/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-3632233824749608144?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3632233824749608144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=3632233824749608144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/3632233824749608144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/3632233824749608144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/12/dishn-it-out.html' title='&quot;Dish&apos;n&quot; it out'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SUIO3sxNbII/AAAAAAAAAKk/oyDgA7PlCdo/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-5478216955521483029</id><published>2008-12-01T22:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:39:15.627-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Some things we've been do'in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have recently discovered a game the kids are crazy about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Niether RD or I can play it worth a darn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/STTB8XMdEnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/O7_pA6kAO1o/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275054306320257650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/STTB8XMdEnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/O7_pA6kAO1o/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JD with his incredible flexability wins every time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/STTBhu2JnVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/L1VYmDb3EcQ/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275053848812690770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/STTBhu2JnVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/L1VYmDb3EcQ/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A recent trip to Lone Elk Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/STTBhqljHtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Qq-_4KEoe-A/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275053847669317330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/STTBhqljHtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Qq-_4KEoe-A/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/STTBhGUthSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/zjHG7yrry3c/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275053837935019298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/STTBhGUthSI/AAAAAAAAAKA/zjHG7yrry3c/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the Science Center (after a few children begged) the&lt;br /&gt;day after Thanksgiving. We got to meet a real astronaut, Robert Behnken.&lt;br /&gt;He went into space last March and spent a few weeks on the Space Station. RD&lt;br /&gt;and I were more impresses than the kids. Maybe one day they will&lt;br /&gt;appriciate it. ID told me he never wants to go into space because you can blow up when&lt;br /&gt;taking off. I guess that was one story I should not have told him about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/STTBhDOecVI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/G5zF6HVYvgc/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275053837103558994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/STTBhDOecVI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/G5zF6HVYvgc/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were so proud of JD, this is the first time in the many&lt;br /&gt;years we have come here&lt;br /&gt;that he was not afraid of the dinosaurs! He was quite proud of himself too.&lt;br /&gt;He insisted on having our picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;When I asked why he was afraid before. He said, "I was too little, now I'm not!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/STTBg54qUWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/UK7d1NjttMc/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275053834596143458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/STTBg54qUWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/UK7d1NjttMc/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-5478216955521483029?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5478216955521483029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=5478216955521483029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/5478216955521483029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/5478216955521483029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-things-weve-been-doin.html' title='Some things we&apos;ve been do&apos;in'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/STTB8XMdEnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/O7_pA6kAO1o/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-7752337512220977917</id><published>2008-11-17T22:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:37:32.167-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Baby pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't let him fool you- it's midday, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not the middle of the night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJMyDM-OXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-pSqiKfmA9Y/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269858936713787762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJMyDM-OXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-pSqiKfmA9Y/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1 month old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJMxzOrtEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hRPvBOVMPRs/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269858932425995330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJMxzOrtEI/AAAAAAAAAJg/hRPvBOVMPRs/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His favorite expression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJMxs1YkqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/zOQs81IJhHk/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269858930709271202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJMxs1YkqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/zOQs81IJhHk/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just told him how much he looks like his daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJMxHr08VI/AAAAAAAAAJI/WB8x2ZMlhRQ/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269858920737075538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJMxHr08VI/AAAAAAAAAJI/WB8x2ZMlhRQ/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SD's&lt;/span&gt; way of saying&lt;br /&gt;"I'm bored with this picture taking stuff!"&lt;br /&gt;(I actually yawned as big after I added this pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJLt_0lVII/AAAAAAAAAJA/IqnTkl5juHM/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269857767575082114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJLt_0lVII/AAAAAAAAAJA/IqnTkl5juHM/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big sis helping with the bath. He usually really loves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;his baths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJLtlstkbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/cltXwSlT3wY/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269857760562745778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJLtlstkbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/cltXwSlT3wY/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AD took this pic.Is this Don &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Knotts&lt;/span&gt; reincarnated?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJLtuRFzUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MIHZmQzsn6E/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269857762862812482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJLtuRFzUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/MIHZmQzsn6E/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've seen this face before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJLtKYhyWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/VA-O2RlX_lI/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269857753230330210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJLtKYhyWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/VA-O2RlX_lI/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard days work can do that to ya!&lt;br /&gt;I never realized how freaky the dogs eyes are on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pjs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJLtJbCGEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/hDM67gX6PQ0/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269857752972400706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJLtJbCGEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/hDM67gX6PQ0/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-7752337512220977917?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/7752337512220977917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=7752337512220977917' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/7752337512220977917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/7752337512220977917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-pics.html' title='Baby pics'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJMyDM-OXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/-pSqiKfmA9Y/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-7546117427873118093</id><published>2008-11-17T22:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:44:38.846-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Hallelujah- Halloween is over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;After a new baby, too many parties and way too much candy(which is already gone) we are happy to say &lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;that Halloween is over!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;(I have no idea why it is all underlined! Can't seem to change it either.)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;This is was our "haunted hallway". JD wanted us to do this. My mom was here waiting for SD to arrive and she did most of it. This is consequently one of the last things I was doing before I went to the hospital to have SD. It was much more impressive in person! ID and the cat had to pose for the pic.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJBwtT9FMI/AAAAAAAAAHs/y5HGm2vu8D8/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269846819029718210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJBwtT9FMI/AAAAAAAAAHs/y5HGm2vu8D8/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JD as Optimus Prime.He was quite disappointed that he couldn't actually transform. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe next year, I will be supermom and find a way to make that possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJBwbWHfoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/zntLT2Wt7Vk/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269846814206951042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJBwbWHfoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/zntLT2Wt7Vk/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AD as Wonder Woman. I had no idea she knew who wonder woman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is. But once she saw the costume, she would have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no other. She wore the suit on and off for many days. I once asked her while she was wearing it to throw away a dirty diaper and she said, "I will throw it away because that is what superhero's do and I'm a good superhero!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJBwFaSxCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/P-EuquT88i4/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269846808318886946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJBwFaSxCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/P-EuquT88i4/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ID as a pterodactyl! He was a good sport and settled for this costume. He originally &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wanted to be a scary pumpkin with long terrifying vines and a mean face. He was very understanding that mom was a little preoccupied this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJBv01tU7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/wmnFF3O4kzc/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269846803870471090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJBv01tU7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/wmnFF3O4kzc/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269846814905869426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJBwd8wJHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/x0tuDzWUdok/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-7546117427873118093?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/7546117427873118093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=7546117427873118093' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/7546117427873118093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/7546117427873118093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/11/hallaluyah-halloween-is-over.html' title='Hallelujah- Halloween is over!'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SSJBwtT9FMI/AAAAAAAAAHs/y5HGm2vu8D8/s72-c/037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-875393242984320981</id><published>2008-10-09T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:06:19.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons learned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Warning! The following images are not for the faint of heart!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO7isJku4XI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PzdciFheOfU/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255387063300055410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO7isJku4XI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PzdciFheOfU/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AD has finally discovered the scissors (more like the butcher knife)! It was my first night alone with all four and it was a memorable one! RD went off to school and I went to work with homework, dinner, and bedtime. JD had a fever of 102.7 so I had him soak in the tub while the kids and I ate. (Luckily my wonderful friend Kelly had brought me dinner so I atleast didn't have to fix it!) Then I did homework with ID. I sent JD to bed and banished AD to the basement to watch TV till we were done. This usually is not a problem. SD was of course awake and hungry by now. After homework I called AD up and sent her and ID to get ready for bed. Meanwhile I made a phone call. AD popped out of her room, all smiles and so innocent wanting me to see her self "improvements." Needless to say I was struck dumb and could not continue the conversation on the phone. I did good- I didn't yell or get upset, I casually laughed. She assures me that it will grow long again and apparently that is why she did it. I still do not have a clear explaination to why she wanted to give herself a mullet. She was quickly sent to bed so I would not have a melt down. RD got home after school and found the pile I had rescued from the trash on the table before I could warn him. He actually took it worse then I did! He is quite saddened. I think when she wakes in the morning it will hit me pretty good. Not sure what we will do about it yet. I'll take suggegtions. She has deffinatly outdone me, I only cut my barbies hair and my own bangs off once or twice, not my beautiful curlly locks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She left the back alone but you can see it shorter on your right hand side.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO7YOghck8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BtBfc0s4BpY/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255375558947935170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO7YOghck8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/BtBfc0s4BpY/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The top is almost all gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO7YOos8xeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TCnt2Y_7Aik/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255375561143666146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO7YOos8xeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TCnt2Y_7Aik/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She actually thinks she is posing so we can see her good job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO7YO24uYtI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UbP36CemYU4/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255375564951151314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO7YO24uYtI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UbP36CemYU4/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is almost a layered look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO7YOxZIPVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/iq_asJwVlDQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255375563476450642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO7YOxZIPVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/iq_asJwVlDQ/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I retrieved this from the trash&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255375562907275922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO7YOvRbUpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/z4Xg6ZUVSCU/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-875393242984320981?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/875393242984320981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=875393242984320981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/875393242984320981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/875393242984320981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/10/warning-following-images-are-not-for.html' title='Warning! The following images are not for the faint of heart!!!'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO7isJku4XI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PzdciFheOfU/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-9036475369358439686</id><published>2008-10-08T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:11:07.927-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Our final addition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Meet Samuel Alexander! Sorry it took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; long to get the pics to you all. I'm a bit sleep deprived and have a bit of a head cold. These two drags do not mix well (You can ask Frank)! Otherwise we are doing well! For those who have not heard yet, SD joined us last Thursday, Oct 2 at 7:43 p.m. Weighing in at 7lbs even and 20 ins. My water apparently broke at 5:30 p.m. and the hard contractions started very soon afterwards. Frank was working to 6 that night so I called him at 5:59 to see where he was. We had actually planned to go out that night since my mom was in town. I told him I think we have a change of plans and that he should get home as fast as he can. By the time he pulled up at 6:05 the contractions were pretty intense. He changed and we ran out the door. My friend Kathe was a lifesaver and showed up to take the kids. Mom (major lifesaver!) finished making them dinner and then came to the hospital too. We got to the hospital in about 20 minutes, though it was one of the longest rides of my life. Then SD arrived about 1 hour and 13 minutes later. The nurses said they were excited to see a mom arrive that was really in hard labor. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yah&lt;/span&gt; I was a wimp and had the drugs anyway. I really enjoy the experience much more that way. He is healthy and besides being a little piggy is happy. So here are some pics. I tried to get them in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;slide show&lt;/span&gt; but have yet to figure out how to set one up. I would add more but the piggy is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;squealing&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254939004788804034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO1LLtjICcI/AAAAAAAAADo/yXio756G368/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Proud bro and big sis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254960679672242066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO1e5WyCX5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/zuIBIGMNYyE/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254939001651489698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO1LLh3Ia6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Sq0EkiHpGMk/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254939005552818386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO1LLwZR-NI/AAAAAAAAAEA/e7qM0iJN6bc/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Check out the hair!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254939008874901074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO1LL8xU7lI/AAAAAAAAAEI/lOGqPHkdaKo/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I really that funny looking?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254959427600746738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APy_BcAquME/SO1dwec7iPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/AMngpEI-LTs/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254959424004959154" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/SEnQtj9whuI/AAAAAAAAADg/5uYHaTvTkXg/s400/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A short history of our buying vehicles- we bought our Saturn new on RD's b-day about 9 years ago, then we traded that in for our Venture van four years ago just two days after RD's b-day! So we thought we would continue the tradition only do it on TEM's b-day! Happy birthday TEM! We got ourselves a new van. We went to the Toyota dealership on Thursday. We acually went "just to window shop". The only van that fit our criteria was a new trade in that they were still doing normal maintenance on, so we were not able to drive it. So we came home last night and did some research on the internet. We found the blue book value of the 2005 Honda Odessy with 39,000 miles at the dealership to be $23,900, just what the dealer said they were asking for. All the comments from other Honda owners were very positive. Then we looked up our 2003 Chevy Venture for the trade in value. It was listed to be between $4200-$5600. We found the comments to be most interesting. Many people that have or had a Venture from 2001-2003 were very dissatisfied. Their main reasons were the repairs they had to make including the head gasket, manifold, electrical and transmission problems! All of these things we are currently having trouble with or see it in the future. So we came to the conclusion that we should buy a new van and soon while we could still get a decent trade in. We went back to the dealership today with a specific price ($15,000, Ha HA) and monthly car payment we wanted. We totally did not think we would get it. It took us a little over 5 hours to get $5000 knocked of the price and for them to give us $4477 for our trade in! This took the price to $14400! We did opt to buy an extended warrenty because this van is loaded with electrical toys, and we had to put our sales tax into the loan so that brought the loan up to $17,000. We said "no" to their offers at least 5 times and we were actually in our old van leaving the parking lot to go home when the dealer ran out to us and said they would give us what we wanted! But all in all we think we got a pretty good deal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The milage was a little more than I like to buy on a vehicle,but it has electric everything, a sun roof, DVD player, 6 disc CD player, navigation system that talks to us, a back up camera, dual sliding side doors, climate control AC, and leather seats with warmers. It has air bags all over the place, stow-in-go seats (fold up to be level with the floor), and an optional 8th seat. I would never had bought this vehicle if I did not get the price we got. We are actually paying about $2000 less for this van than we did for our Venture! I can only pray that this van lives up to the Honda reputation! I'm really not excited about having a car payment again but I know I won't be paying for major repairs for at least 60,000 miles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-5681868796537708362?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5681868796537708362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=5681868796537708362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/5681868796537708362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/5681868796537708362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/06/while-kids-are-away-parents-will-play.html' title='While the kids are away the parents will play!'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/SEnQtj9whuI/AAAAAAAAADg/5uYHaTvTkXg/s72-c/070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-4124534422660674197</id><published>2008-05-26T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:52:53.896-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='military'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Trying out the new toy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/SDpPO5o0OrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/l16VWQv2HVc/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204559436788808370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/SDpPO5o0OrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/l16VWQv2HVc/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/SDpPPJo0OsI/AAAAAAAAADA/8CwoieVZIYY/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204559441083775682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/SDpPPJo0OsI/AAAAAAAAADA/8CwoieVZIYY/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/SDpPPZo0OtI/AAAAAAAAADI/k8shIgIYuU4/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204559445378742994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/SDpPPZo0OtI/AAAAAAAAADI/k8shIgIYuU4/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/SDpPPpo0OuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KfT4lfTeC9o/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204559449673710306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/SDpPPpo0OuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KfT4lfTeC9o/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204559453968677618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/SDpPP5o0OvI/AAAAAAAAADY/o3FY-VvV778/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey we finally got a new digital camera! We had a great opportunity today to use it. JD being part of the cub scouts we were able to participate in the Memorial Day Good Turn day at Jefferson Barracks Memorial Cemetery. The scouts in the area spent a few hours putting a flag on every grave to honor the veterans to observe Memorial day. We didn't actually stay for the whole ceremony but we made sure to put flags on grandpa McC's and uncle BAD's father's graves. The kids seem to enjoy it although they didn't quite get the purpose. JD put the flag on grandpa's, ID put the flowers we had brought, and AD put the flag on BAD's dad (with the help of her foot!). After I had explained that the people were buried in the graves under our feet, I was telling the kids a bit about grandpa McC serving in the navy during WWII on a carrier fighting the Japanese. Then I explained how he had many tractors and dump trucks all the time to run his excavating business. ID was very interested in the tractors. He asked if he had a tractor for moving hay and I said he mostly had tractors that moved the earth around. He was slightly disappointed in this. He was sitting on the ground right next to the grave for this conversation. He then bent down as if talking to grandpa and said "You &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; should have a tractor for doing hay!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do feel a little morbid taking pictures at a cemetery, but it is good proof that we actually did it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-4124534422660674197?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4124534422660674197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=4124534422660674197' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/4124534422660674197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/4124534422660674197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/05/trying-out-new-toy.html' title='Trying out the new toy!'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/SDpPO5o0OrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/l16VWQv2HVc/s72-c/IMG_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-254567475696398666</id><published>2008-05-02T10:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T11:28:59.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons learned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>From Trash to Treasure</title><content type='html'>ID brought home his "creation"( a sculpture made out of trash) he made at school the other day. He was incredibly proud of it and was so excited to have it. I'll try to decribe it; a used Fiji water bottle laying on it's side, glued to a paper plate with straws taped to the side, next to that on the plate was a used paper towel roll with a #3 b-day candle taped to it, all of this taped to the top of a white balloon, which was then taped to another paper plate (it really would be much easier if I had a digital camera so you could see for yourself!). The only discription that is truly relevent is the balloon. Apparantly on the way home from school, ID found a 4 point hook in his daddy's truck, I have no idea what this hook is used for, but to ID it looked just like a fishing hook. So as soon as he got home, he drew up a fish and some bubbles, then taped them to the balloon underneath his hook (RD had attached the hook to some pipe cleaner attached to the paper towel roll). Very inventive to look like the fish was in a tank and about to be caught. Well of course what happens to balloons-they pop! The day after he had brought it home, the tank had popped. ID was extremely unhappy, tears and all! But mom came to the rescue! I gave him a new balloon- a blue one with a skull and cross bones on it! He was exstatic to say the least. Now it is not only a fish in a tank about to be caught, but it is pirates who are catching the fish! Truly a treasure!&lt;br /&gt;       The entire reason I have shared this overly lengthy story is to share with my family an understanding I gained and shared with ID after we had repaired his ruined creation. I explained to him this simple reality that &lt;em&gt;sometimes bad or sad things happen to us (or our things) only so something &lt;strong&gt;better &lt;/strong&gt;can take it's place. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      He really seemed to get it and felt much better about his new creation. So much so that the next day when our stup-I mean silly cat popped the blue balloon, ID didn't get so upset. We simply replaced the balloon again and hung it up out of the cat's reach!&lt;br /&gt;     My family members came to my mind after this ordeal with ID. Between mom and dad lossing their job, BAD about to be out of a job, RY possibly lossing his job, and EM and elka's completely stressful move and now having to deal with renters, yuk and with many obsticles yet to get through, it seems our family is going through quite a transitional period! I have to say I'm feeling slightly nervous for RD right now! But I have to hope and believe this is all leading up to something much better for everyone! (Any body thought of us all moving to the farm and creating our own family compound? Ha Ha, just kidding elka!) I hope I can hold onto this attitude when my family trial comes about. Everyone is in my thoughts and prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-254567475696398666?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/254567475696398666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=254567475696398666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/254567475696398666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/254567475696398666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/05/from-trash-to-treasure.html' title='From Trash to Treasure'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-4327969890201099721</id><published>2008-04-28T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:28:56.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another rude awakening!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sunday, the day of rest?&lt;br /&gt;I had another highly rude awakening just yesterday, luckily RD got to experience this one too! We were nestled all snug in our bed, taking a much needed Sunday afternoon nap when all of the sudden yells of ID rang through the house. RD heard the blaring of the smoke detector first and then registered the words "FIRE, FIRE" as ID ran into our room(I wish I could simulate how loud he was yelling). RD was out of bed first making a dash for the door only to run into a badly misplaced hamper, in turn crashing to the floor in quite a heap. I jumped out of bed just as he hit the floor with a huge thud (the floor shaking much like our recent quakes)! I ran out of my room, quite dazed, completely expecting to see smoke. ID and AD had made it out the front door by this time, who knows where JD was. RD was with me as we ran down the stairs. The smoke detector still blaring with no hint of smoke anywhere. We frantically ran all over the basement to look for what was setting off the alarm, but found absolutely nothing! RD finally disconnected the alarm and the kids had come back inside (I still cannot remember where JD had been through all of this).&lt;br /&gt;Luckily this was a false alarm and everyone is fine. RD has the worst from it; a fairly skinned up knee and quite a few sore muscles and joints. I just wish I could have seen the scene from an outsider's view. It had to be quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt; to see us running about not quite awake, looking for something that wasn't there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-4327969890201099721?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4327969890201099721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=4327969890201099721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/4327969890201099721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/4327969890201099721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-rude-awakening.html' title='Another rude awakening!'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-5207548116300210306</id><published>2008-04-18T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T12:44:45.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a test, this is only a test-or maybe not!</title><content type='html'>I'm sure most have heard of the earthquake that shook the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Midwest&lt;/span&gt; this morning! It was about 4:30am, I had actually gone to bed at 10:00 last night so I could get a good night sleep! But that was not to be so. I woke up to the bed shaking, the windows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rattling&lt;/span&gt;, and it looked like the entire house was shaking! I was instantly alert and I interpreted it to be a tornado. I'm sure there was a loud noise also. I jumped out of bed and ran to the boys room to wake them up. I shook JD first in the top bunk and then proceeded to pull ID out from the bottom, which he then fell to the floor. I frantically told him to go downstairs. Then I shook JD some more. Then I thought of AD in my bed. By this time I noticed nothing else was happening, so my heart rate dropped slightly. I think ID had actually gone to the kitchen. I hurried to my room and scooped up AD. Then I met up with ID in the kitchen (JD still sound asleep). ID was asking why we had to go downstairs and I was a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt;. I realized nothing else was happening so I let ID go back to bed and laid AD back in my bed. But don't think I was able to go to sleep so fast! I began wondering if I had dreamed it all up. I turned on my kitchen radio to the TV stations. No one was saying anything about it, so I almost gave up. Then a breaking news came on and announced a 5.4 quake about 127 miles east of us in Illinois or Indiana (it has been knocked down to a 5.2). Then I turned the TV on and the news was just coming on about it. People had been calling the stations non-stop to find out what was going on. At least I wasn't the only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt; one, but I do wonder if anyone else mistook it for a tornado!&lt;br /&gt;This was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a small glimpse of one of my biggest fears; that something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;catastrophic&lt;/span&gt; would happen in the middle of the night while Frank is at work with me alone with the kids. Luckily everyone and everything is fine. Nothing even fell off the walls! Frank rode it out at work. He thinks it was neat. This only reminded me of the importance of having our food storage and especially our 72 hour kits. I hate being reminded this way! But I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;committing&lt;/span&gt; myself to do better with it and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; get our kits done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-5207548116300210306?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5207548116300210306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=5207548116300210306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/5207548116300210306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/5207548116300210306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-test-this-is-only-test-or-maybe.html' title='This is a test, this is only a test-or maybe not!'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-3056494707252338856</id><published>2008-04-16T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T17:49:05.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Movie Sountrack</title><content type='html'>I got this from my awesome sister-in law KRM! I don't know if mine came out as good as hers!&lt;br /&gt;So, here’s how it works:&lt;br /&gt;1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Put it on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;3. Press play&lt;br /&gt;4. For every question, type the song that’s playing&lt;br /&gt;5. When you go to a new question, press the "next" button&lt;br /&gt;6. Don’t lie and try to pretend you’re cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening credits: Take On Me by a-ha (80's song, if you heard it you'd know it)&lt;br /&gt;Waking Up: Young Love by The Judds&lt;br /&gt;First Day At School: It's all wrong, but it's all right-Dolly Parton&lt;br /&gt;Falling In Love: That's my Job-Conway Twitty&lt;br /&gt;Fight Song: I'll Be- Edwin McCain&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Up: I will always Love You- Dolly Parton&lt;br /&gt;Prom: Maybe we should sleep it tonight- Tim McGraw&lt;br /&gt;Life’s OK: Danger Zone- Kenny Loggins&lt;br /&gt;Mental Breakdown: True Colors- Phil Collins&lt;br /&gt;Driving: Turn Me On- Micheal Bluble&lt;br /&gt;Flashback: What it Takes- Aerosmith&lt;br /&gt;Getting Back Together: Cuts Like A Knife- Brian Adams&lt;br /&gt;Wedding:Lay Your Hands on Me- Bon Jovi (RD would like this one)&lt;br /&gt;Birth of Child: Endless Love- Lionel Richie/ Diana Ross&lt;br /&gt;Final Battle: Bad Medicine- Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;Death Scene: Once Upon A Lifetime- Alabama&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Song:Every Breath You Take- Police&lt;br /&gt;End Credits: Brown Eyed Girl- Van Morrison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Tag: Anyone that has a few minutes !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-3056494707252338856?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3056494707252338856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=3056494707252338856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/3056494707252338856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/3056494707252338856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-got-this-from-my-awesome-sister-in.html' title='My Life Movie Sountrack'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-4093043025257334545</id><published>2008-04-16T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T17:18:12.779-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning disability'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Getting the most positive report on your child!</title><content type='html'>I have discovered a sure way to get  a positive report on your child from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; school. Sure you kid does fine they say what a good student he is, if he has trouble in a subject it is usually not such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pleasant&lt;/span&gt; report. I have experienced both of these situations. But they cannot compare to my last parent/teacher conference for ID. He has struggled all year in reading due to his learning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;disability&lt;/span&gt;, and is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt; on the kindergarten level, though he is in first grade. After observing the class that ID has been in for reading,I approached his teachers and the principal about concerns I have with the reading program offered to him. It is a program way over his head and does not address his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LD&lt;/span&gt; or teach him in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;manner&lt;/span&gt; he can learn. It also does not allow time for the teachers to address his problems any other way. One week after meeting with them we had our conference. I have never heard such good things about any of my children or how much they have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;learned&lt;/span&gt; in a year! They were so excited to tell us about how he can read! He is apparently doing many things in reading, like comprehending, that many of his classmates can't do so well. I truly cannot put into words all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;gooey&lt;/span&gt; sentiments and compliments. They were so excited that it has taken him all year to be able to finally put a three letter word together! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ninety&lt;/span&gt; percent of the words he can read, I have personally taught him!) With all this in mind the thing that will help him best is to repeat 1st grade next year! So if you want the best possible report on your child all you have to do is complain, or point out the problems with the school and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; curriculum! I promise you it will work like a charm! (I just wish that had actually been my purpose for addressing these issues with them.)&lt;br /&gt;I must &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt; for writing such a blah post! This has been the only thing on my mind lately so I had to get it off my chest! This is also a big reason that I have not posted anything for a while. I have decided not to stress about it or think too much about it any more. I am counting down the days till school is over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-4093043025257334545?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4093043025257334545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=4093043025257334545' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/4093043025257334545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/4093043025257334545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/04/getting-most-positive-report-on-your.html' title='Getting the most positive report on your child!'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-5970353923414891024</id><published>2008-03-06T20:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T16:23:42.767-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To the 2008 edition of getting to know your friends and family. What you are supposed to do is copy (not forward) this entire e-mail and paste it onto a new e-mail that you'll send. Change all the answers so they apply to you, and then send this to your friends &amp;amp; family, including the person whom sent it to you. The theory is that you will learn a LOT of little things about your friends &amp;amp; family that you might not have known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning? am I up yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Diamonds or pearls? honestly- neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? The Spiderwick Chronicles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite TV show? Right now I am anti-TV-nothing interesting enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you usually have for breakfast? Honey Nut Cheerios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What kind of soap do you use? Lever 2000, Suave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your middle name? Suzann (possible baby name?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What food do you dislike? Italian sausage(my father once made us eat it as a burger, I can't even stand the smell of it since!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your favorite CD? any that I put together myself, otherwise Reba's #1s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What kind of car do you drive? Chevy Venture minivan (OK- stop druling!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What characteristics do you despise about people? Selfish, unteachable, self righteous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite item of clothing? any comfortable PJS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? Alask, Ireland, England now and 150 +/- years ago (Jane Austen's time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your biggest regret? getting into debt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where would you retire to? a large ranch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was your most recent memorable birthday? i don't have those&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Furthest place you are sending this? alaska&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who do you least expect to send this back? Katherien-she sent it to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Person you expect to send it back first? Jackie- she doesn't have one on her blog yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When is your birthday? Ground Hog's day and Farrah Faucet's b-day-you can figure the date&lt;br /&gt;22. What is your favorite scent? fresh cut grass, camp fire, horse feed (horse manure isn't too bad either!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you a morning or night person? who said I was a person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is your shoe size? 7 1/2, sometimes 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Pets? Mo the cat, Ody the dog- (I have discovered that pets are best when they live in another state)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with us? RD has lost 20 lbs, he also recently pointed out to me (so I could be prepared), that if he keeps loosing weight, and i keep gaining because of the pregnancy, that I will probably weigh more than him! Sometimes he should really keep his mouth shut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What did you want to be when you were little? a teacher, vetrinarian, for a short time a comedian, a mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. How are you today? somewhat down, another Jeckyll/Hyde day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is your favorite candy? snickers, dove truffle eggs (only available during Easter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is your favorite flower? for smell-Lilacs, I don't actually know what they look like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What is a day on the calendar you are looking forward to? August 7, 2008 Breaking Dawn comes out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What church do you attend? The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, in the same building I attended as a little girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Favorite sandwich? PBJ; Hot ham &amp;amp;Cheese from Lion's Choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What are you listening to right now? Jake keeping himself awake &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What is the last thing you ate? homemade chicken and dumplins (as RD calls them, chicken and puffs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you wish on stars? very rarely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What would you consider your perfect day? A sunny 70 degree, slightly breezy day (does anyone ever say cold, drab and rainy?), I've hiked a beautiful trail with my family, had absolutely no obligations, did not fix a single item of food, and laying in an open field watching the big puffy clouds go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. How is the weather right now? cold, miserable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Last person you spoke to on the phone? my hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you like the person who sent this to you? of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Favorite soft drink? Pepsi, A&amp;amp;W root beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Favorite restaurant: Mcdonalds- NOT- Iam anti food right now too, so I couldn't say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Hair color? dark brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Siblings? 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Favorite time of the year? Spring and Fall, Summer comes in second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What was your favorite toy as a child? my barbies because my brother would play them with me-he had his own Ken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Summer or winter? Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Hugs or kisses? Hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Chocolate or vanilla? Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you want your friends to email you back? nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. When was the last time you cried? For what reason: stressed-I'm quite hormonal right now so a few tears escape my eyes each day; sad- don't know;happy-laughing histerically during love making the other night (I will never say why!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. What is under your bed? batteries, candles, broken books i plan to fix one day, loads of toys, a flash light, my house shoes, kids clothes, probably some food item (I did clean it out not too long ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Who is the friend you have had the longest? Sabrina- I don't even remember meeting her for the first time, we played together at the age of 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. What did you do last night? played hooky from Scouts, watched a great movie "The Importance of Being Ernest", wrote on my blog, waited for RD to get home from school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Favorite room in your house? my living room (that's pretty pathetic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. What are you afraid of? losing one of my kids, not having food storage when I need it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Plain, buttered, or salted Popcorn? buttered, buttered, buttered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. How many keys on your key ring? 7-2 house, 2 car, 3 church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. How many years at your current job? 9, almost 11 if I get to count marriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Favorite day of the week? Friday, no homework and it's not the day before Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. How many towns have you lived in? 3 (that's truely pathetic!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. How many people will you be sending this to? none-it's only on my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Do you like your job? most of the time, if I were better at it I would love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-5970353923414891024?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5970353923414891024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=5970353923414891024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/5970353923414891024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/5970353923414891024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-2008-edition-of-getting-to-know-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-3258193497621340454</id><published>2008-03-05T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:20:45.958-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Parenting Tip #1</title><content type='html'>First off- this is a record, this is the first time I've written 2 posts in one day! Don't get used to it!&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd share a new form of "motivation" we have discovered for our kids- take them to a movie that scares the piss out of them, then threaten to them back when they misbehave!&lt;br /&gt;We took the kids to see the Spiderwick Chronicles on Monday. We knew AD would be scared, but we took her anyway. I thought the boys would love it-wrong! The first time the house brownie turned to a scary creature, JD jumped out of his seat and shouted "I HAVE TO GO POTTY!" I haven't seen JD this scared in a while. (I never did let him go to the bathroom!) ID was near tears in a few spots. AD just sat with her head buried in FD's side the entire movie. Luckily, we were the only family in the theater, so FD and I had no problem laughing at our kids terror.&lt;br /&gt;Since that day I would say we have threatened them at least 5 times- "If you don't stop that now we will go see Spiderwich again!" It has immediate results! ID has asked if we are serious about taking them back, with fear in his voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-3258193497621340454?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3258193497621340454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=3258193497621340454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/3258193497621340454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/3258193497621340454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/03/parenting-tip-1.html' title='Parenting Tip #1'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-1974065091729460491</id><published>2008-03-05T18:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T19:01:29.627-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>When is a hot dog too hot?</title><content type='html'>We are just overcoming the latest winter storms today. The boys were out of school for two days in a row again! We didn't even go out to play in the snow, though it was perfect. I think we are all tired of the cold and ready for the spring to begin! This past weekend did not help our spring fever. Saturday we sat outside in the warm beautiful weather eating our bar-b-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt;. ID was of course eating &lt;em&gt;hot dogs&lt;/em&gt;. For one reason or another his h.d. got cold. I told him to warm it in the microwave for 10 seconds. He left to do this. I had no concerns because he has done this many times. A few minutes later I decided to take somethings inside. To my utter astonishment and horror, ID was still warming his h.d. Smoke was billowing out of the microwave, ID was just standing there waiting patiently. When I saw the time left on the microwave it was at 6 minutes and 40 seconds. He got the 10 right, just not in seconds! The stench was unbearable itself (the smell took me way back to the time my mother had found a mouse burned to death in the insulation between the stove and oven.)! 4 days later my house still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reeks&lt;/span&gt; of burned dog. It's hard to explain exactly what it looked like. It was quite black, rather large, and completely dried out. Quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;inedible&lt;/span&gt;! I'm pretty sure we will need to get a new microwave because every time we use it- it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emits&lt;/span&gt; the horrid smell. ID will be under better supervision for his future microwave uses!&lt;br /&gt;So when is a hot dog too hot?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when it's beyond recognition and creates it's own air freshener ( maybe air non freshener)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-1974065091729460491?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1974065091729460491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=1974065091729460491' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/1974065091729460491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/1974065091729460491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-is-hot-dog-too-hot.html' title='When is a hot dog too hot?'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-4035094636255370520</id><published>2008-02-27T17:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T18:28:38.937-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>9 millimeter</title><content type='html'>We are investing in a new 9 mm.! Of coarse it won't be a 9 mm for very long. I had my first drs. appointment yesterday. Their new standard procedure is to do an ultrasound at the beginning and then one at 18 weeks. Daddy was so proud when the nurse said the baby was about 9 mm long. He of course compared it to the 9 mm handgun bullet! The heart was beating! Now I know it is official! Due date is set for Oct 15. Yeah! not a September baby! The kids were disappointed that they did not get to see the ultrasound being done, but when ID saw the pitures he exclaimed that it is disgusting anyway! Yesterday I was estimated at 6 weeks and 6 days. So I guess I am officially seven weeks today.&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling pretty good. Mostly exhausted and quite emotional. I only get sick if I have to clean a dirty nose or brush my kids teeth. So far so good. I am a bit of a Jekyll and Hyde most of the time. I hope this part doesn't last much longer (ha,ha)! The only thing I seem to enjoy right now is reading my Twilight series with RD ( my Edward). We made it through the first two books and are almost halfway through my favorite, the third.&lt;br /&gt; Speaking of brushing teeth, all 3 kids had a dentists appt. today. It took 1 1/2 hours to do all three! JD and AD were in really good shape. ID on the other hand- the dental lady said she had never seen so much plaque and tartar on a kid! (He actually is the best brusher too, go figure) Happily and relieved, we were cavity free (sorry Katherine!)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY- I TRIED TO POST PICTURE AND I CAN NOT GET IT TO WORK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-4035094636255370520?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4035094636255370520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=4035094636255370520' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/4035094636255370520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/4035094636255370520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/02/9-millimeter.html' title='9 millimeter'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-4793510582532219281</id><published>2008-01-28T17:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T19:00:22.036-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Potatoes, Potatoes, Potatoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R554p9gz_gI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cGd7I38nQjU/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R554p9gz_gI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cGd7I38nQjU/s200/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160694885295324674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R552ltgz_aI/AAAAAAAAABg/k4vjdXykL10/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 193px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R552ltgz_aI/AAAAAAAAABg/k4vjdXykL10/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160692613257624994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R553mtgz_fI/AAAAAAAAACI/LusJPNSKRwI/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R553mtgz_fI/AAAAAAAAACI/LusJPNSKRwI/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160693729949122034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R552mdgz_bI/AAAAAAAAABo/s3KtAidO-8Y/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R552mdgz_bI/AAAAAAAAABo/s3KtAidO-8Y/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160692626142526898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R552m9gz_cI/AAAAAAAAABw/Allg9zhXd2Q/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 193px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R552m9gz_cI/AAAAAAAAABw/Allg9zhXd2Q/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160692634732461506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R551bdgz_ZI/AAAAAAAAABY/_wUGHkB6SZw/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R551bdgz_ZI/AAAAAAAAABY/_wUGHkB6SZw/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160691337652338066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just spent a weekend in the state of potatoes (although I didn't actually see many potatoes myself)! Most of my friends have exclaimed, "What do you want to go to Idaho for?" Obviously the state of Idaho is not well known as an exciting state of the  union to visit. But I will, one day, leave here&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R552ndgz_dI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gckBVZUJCqE/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 193px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R552ndgz_dI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gckBVZUJCqE/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160692643322396114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  (I had to stay an extra day due to  airline  inefficiency)  and remember it as a very fun and  esthetically  pleasing place to visit, thanks to my mom and two sisters! It has been refreshing to be in open space with mountains in the distance. One mountain in particular that the gals and I spent an evening tubing down (maybe I should word it screaming our heads off down). That was a blast! It has been a while since i have sped down a huge hill on anything and i'm sure it has been even longer for mom. But we braved it and managed to take out only one small kid! The scariest part was actually the drive up the mountain, but JC (our weekend chauffeur) got us there in safety!&lt;br /&gt;I also got to meet my newest nephew, the ever so cute Philip, Jr (ha ha, not actually his name, just a person he resembles!). He was all cute and sweet, I think it helped being the only kid with 4 women and a most patient uncle to coo over him. I think uncle RC enjoyed him the most!&lt;br /&gt;I got to go to a wonderful chic flick, stuff myself at the Olive Garden, spend money at a Deseret book store, laugh myself silly playing the ImaginIff board game, and tease my younger sister all without a thought of having to think of getting a babysitter, lecture about keeping ones hands to themselves, or yell at anyone in public! I have forgotten what it's like to think about going somewhere and actually just go. It was definitely  A MUCH NEEDED break for me! For this I have to pour out thanks to my wonderful hubby RD. This would not have been at all possible if it weren't for him! THANK YOU THANK YOU! I have missed  him and my wonderful kids, that has been the only downer.&lt;br /&gt;Although I am not taking any potatoes home with me, I will be taking many great memories and a better and closer relationship with my mom and sisters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-4793510582532219281?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4793510582532219281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=4793510582532219281' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/4793510582532219281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/4793510582532219281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/01/potatoes-potatoes-potatoes.html' title='Potatoes, Potatoes, Potatoes'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R554p9gz_gI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cGd7I38nQjU/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5903791233275939333.post-6617029116039223295</id><published>2008-01-17T14:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T14:09:23.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First one ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R4-12lFjV6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TuyDZr-9hnA/s1600-h/Picture0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156540047635470242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R4-12lFjV6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TuyDZr-9hnA/s320/Picture0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok -I'm not sure what I'm doing! Just thought I would enter the 21st century!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5903791233275939333-6617029116039223295?l=surprisedimonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6617029116039223295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5903791233275939333&amp;postID=6617029116039223295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/6617029116039223295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5903791233275939333/posts/default/6617029116039223295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surprisedimonline.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-one-ever.html' title='First one ever'/><author><name>Fluffy Farrah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08787850167855380043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_APy_BcAquME/R4-12lFjV6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TuyDZr-9hnA/s72-c/Picture0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
