tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51438457956827255802024-02-25T16:13:02.412-05:00Right on "Q"Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.comBlogger202125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-9234003444354600312010-05-27T15:20:00.012-04:002010-05-27T16:35:43.656-04:00Random RachaelAnother school year is winding down. I remember this time last year when I just couldn't believe Rachael was leaving the only school she has ever known. I couldn't imagine what next year would hold for her. <div><br /><div>I'm not really sure what I was worrying about .... She adjusted just fine.... She has grown .... She is almost a 7<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> grader. </div><div>~~~~~~~~~</div><div>I've learned <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">a lot</span> about my daughter this past year......<br /><br />I've learned that I sent her to her first day of 6<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> grade a little girl.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476039072961367266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/S_7MhggFjOI/AAAAAAAABg4/Jaa14tR3KPQ/s400/Brooker+Rachael.jpg" />She came home from the 1st day of 6<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> grade a young lady.<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476037854262885298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/S_7Lakfue7I/AAAAAAAABgw/TkKxvP8rfcw/s400/Rachael+4.jpg" /> I've learned that even though she wants to grow up, she hasn't. She is still a little goofball.</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476040970318187490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/S_7OP8tNC-I/AAAAAAAABhA/5s6aAB1MVio/s400/Goofy+girl.jpg" />I've learned that she will pick her Dad over me <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">any day</span>. She is his little girl.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476041727012080914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/S_7O7_nFjRI/AAAAAAAABhI/LkPIUGi6uKE/s400/daddy+and+RAchael.jpg" /> <p>I've learned that she is incredibly smart. That she is in all "gifted talented" classes. And that she is an honor roll student with all B's. Imagine what she could do if she gave it a little more effort.<br /><br />I've learned that she is the most social child alive. She texts, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">facebooks</span>, soccer 3x a week, she has a running trainer 2x a week, she has an 8<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> grade <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">bestie</span> and a 7<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> grade <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">bestie</span>, which she says is her way of succeeding in high school. Yes, she is already planning. And <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">apparently</span> she does a lot of planning in school because she gets her seat moved for chit-chatting.<br /><br />I've learned she is a hair perfectionist. She is very serious about her hair and if it is not right, she is not happy. I so wish she loved her curly locks, they are so beautiful. Thank goodness her Dad brings her to school everyday.</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476042991245404162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/S_7QFlPzKAI/AAAAAAAABhQ/C4AFEeGfPGg/s400/rachael+hair.jpg" /> I've learned that Rachael is as determined as they come. When she struggles with her soccer game, she drives on, she trains hard, and she betters her game. For her soccer is what she wants to do, needs to do and loves to do.</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476048233066823010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/S_7U2sjafWI/AAAAAAAABhg/2co9ARkZ-yw/s400/Rach+soccer.jpg" /><br /><p>I've learned that she may fight with her brothers and she may kick them out of her room 15 times a day. She loves them. And she protects them.</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476047214967866706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/S_7T7b1tRVI/AAAAAAAABhY/cQMAeiPjnYk/s400/RAchael+and+her+brothers.jpg" /> </div><div>And as her 6<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> grade school years draws to an end I've learned that she is growing up and I just need to grow with her.<br /><br /></div><p><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a><br /></p><div></div></div>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-54846789905266579952010-05-25T12:44:00.006-04:002010-05-25T15:12:52.725-04:00Where did the year go ...I've been gone for blogging for quite a while. I miss it. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">ALOT</span>!<br /><br />For me blogging is like a walk down memory lane.<br /><br />I also haven't read a single blog in months either. I miss that too. <br /><br />I do have a F<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">acebook</span> page, that is now a huge pain now. I like F<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">acebook</span>, but I feel like if I ignore it I'm missing something. At one time I had quite a farm, now my crops are withered and I'm sure my animals have ran to the neighbors farm.<br /><br />My last blog entry was about the first day of school ....and now school is nearly over. Summer in Florida is well underway.<br /><br />There are many reasons I have been away from here. Probably none of them are that interesting to any of you ...<br /><br />So, I am back. Ready to give this another shot.<br /><br />And I'm starting with a new blog header.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-80422600465173074352009-08-31T11:37:00.007-04:002009-08-31T12:01:50.381-04:00back to schoolSummer is officially over, but you couldn't tell by the temperature in Florida.<br /><div><div><div></div><div>BACK. TO. SCHOOL.</div><div><br /></div><div>And I'm <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">soooo</span> happy about it. It was a long summer, it really wasn't, just felt like it to me. Now the long nights of playing outside have led to homework and making lunches and having lengthy discussions with Rachael on what she should wear to school. These conversations with her are probably THE MOST frustrating ones I have ever had with my daughter. Not kidding !!</div><div><br /></div><div>Erin started 3rd grade out on a good note. He seems to have a nice teacher, at least 4 days into it and I am still impressed, and I do reserve the right to re-visit the teacher situation as the year goes on.</div><div><br /></div><div>Rachael started her middle school 6<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> grade year too. First year that I didn't walk her into school, first year she hasn't worn uniforms, first year she can wear flip flops to school, first year of switching classes, first year of needing to be accountable for her actions. And the most important first of all ... THE FIRST YEAR OF <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">EDLINE</span> ... I love <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Edline</span>, it is an on-line-stalk-your-students grading system. Everything Rachael does in class, every grade is posted on line. LOVE <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">EDLINE</span> !! She is doing pretty good so far, she is enjoying middle school and looking forward to middle school sports!!</div><div></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376155989272660178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SpvxY12viNI/AAAAAAAABgY/T_Dl1hmarDM/s400/Picture+014.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376155979395241922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SpvxYRDyF8I/AAAAAAAABgQ/Imkry1p-16w/s400/Picture+013.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376155967587159650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SpvxXlEhDmI/AAAAAAAABgA/DhTfAReE64c/s400/Picture+011.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376155978649391058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SpvxYOR9T9I/AAAAAAAABgI/-K-Qe4Awxio/s400/Picture+012.jpg" /></div><div><br />Like normal, we were in a huge hurry .... So I didn't even take a second to check to see if the kids had their eyes open ! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">ooopppsss</span> ....</div><div></div><div>Don't they look good? Even Trevor wanted to get in on the action. That kid doesn't like to miss any of the spotlight!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a></div><div></div><div> </div></div></div>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-1428060776952373892009-08-05T10:01:00.004-04:002009-08-05T10:16:06.453-04:00Wordless WednesdayTrevor found the Birthday Hat! What a silly boy !<br /><div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366480067924840482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SnmRMF7f0CI/AAAAAAAABf4/lfUKdENvo4c/s400/Picture+022.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366480063413465090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SnmRL1H5sAI/AAAAAAAABfw/yb1QLcQEi5M/s400/Picture+021.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366480061316761970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SnmRLtUAiXI/AAAAAAAABfo/ybhDJwyj01Y/s400/Picture+020.jpg" /> </div><div>ETA: Check out the book he was reading ..... Mia Hamm's, Winners Never Quit ..... I'm glad to see he on the right path !<br /><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a></div></div></div>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-8909127945271311532009-07-31T11:11:00.003-04:002009-07-31T11:21:17.729-04:00Oh Thank Goodness ....<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SnMJzLWElTI/AAAAAAAABfg/iDtveX1QQtk/s1600-h/haircuts.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364642355951736114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SnMJzLWElTI/AAAAAAAABfg/iDtveX1QQtk/s400/haircuts.jpg" /></a>My boys are boys again .... FINALLY !!<br /><br />Daddy staged an intervention and took them for haircuts !<br /><br />I tried and tried, but it just wasn't in my schedule !!<br /><br />ETA: Either is grocery shopping, car washing & cleaning Erin's closet....I really need to dedicate time to clean the car, and the closet. And just so you know, 10 minutes in the grocery store after work isn't cutting it either :) <br /><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"></a></div><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"></a></div>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-60302983304188215212009-07-23T13:29:00.005-04:002009-07-23T14:58:22.407-04:00rolling right along ...The summer seems to be flying by ..... School starts in 4 weeks!<br /><br />I'm kinda sorta excited about this rite of passage. It brings back the all mighty "schedule", the bed times, the soccer practices, the homework arguments and lunch packing. It is what I consider the norm.<br /><br />I'm kinda sorta dreading this too. And for all the reasons I stated for liking it. And the big one, Rachael is now a middle school student. I vaguely remember Kasey heading to middle school, and I don't remember anything too remarkable about the new school transition. But something tells me that my little drama queen with put a new twist on it. She is already complaining about the portables that the 6<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> graders are housed in due to "construction".... I told you, where there is Rachael, there is drama.<br /><br />Rachael has been in Massachusetts for the past 10 days. She is visiting my family for a little summer get-a-way. Here is a picture of Rachael on the beach at <a href="http://www.misquamicut.org/"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Misquamicut</span>.</a> Nanny took her on a little outing since she missed her beach trip with her Papa. Anyhow ... she comes home this weekend. I can't wait to see her, we have really missed her!<br /><br />Oh .. and yup, that's a jacket folks. This Florida girl told me that the nights in New England feel like winter. And I guess she is right, in the winter it's in the 50's and 60's !!<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361711316706614674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SmigCPR9XZI/AAAAAAAABfY/Nc8yeyWbyQ0/s400/rachael.jpg" /><br />OH !! And I completely cleaned her room from the inside out. Plowed through her closet, dug out under her bed. I sent her a text message telling her there was not a trash barrel behind her dresser and under her bed. One bedroom = 4 black yard bags of trash !! AMAZING ....<br /><p>So summer rolling along ... I have a few more things I'd like to get accomplished:</p><ol><li>Get to Adventure Island at least one more time</li><li>Get the kids to the Public Library ... they love it, but there is never enough time at night.</li><li>2 more trips to the beach</li><li>Clean little Erin's room just like the room gutting that Rachael's received.</li><li>Get the Garage in order, or in some kind of order.</li><li>Hopefully fix the drainage issue in the backyard.</li><li>Paint Rachael's Room and Little Erin's room.</li></ol><p>We'll see how much I actually accomplish by August 23rd!! I'd be pretty happy with myself if I got 3 out of the 7 done !!! </p><p></p><p><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a><br /></p>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-87000969279063952112009-07-09T11:36:00.005-04:002009-07-09T11:59:46.079-04:00birthday boy fun .....Look how excited Trevor was to blow out his candle! He was so cute!! In lieu of a big party, we opted for something that Trevor would want. After all isn't that what a birthday is really about, doing what the birthday boy would love to do? Trevor's favorite place this summer by far is Adventure Island Water Park. He is now old enough to ride some water slides and definitely old enough for Splash Attack. We went with our dearest friends, Michele and her three girls!<br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356485735634721826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SlYPZYz0XCI/AAAAAAAABew/WniIf8u9oFs/s400/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" />Trevor loves to play in the water. Although he is only 3, he has the courage of a 10 year old. He never is scared of anything ..... but that scares me:)<br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356485756634212050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SlYPanCfJtI/AAAAAAAABfI/vsbTllXyZnk/s400/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /><br />And here is a picture of the all the kids. They all get along so well, probably because they have known each other as infants....and have grown up together. It wouldn't be a birthday without having these girls around to help celebrate!<br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356485732249169138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SlYPZMMo7PI/AAAAAAAABeo/HsA7OCvXixE/s400/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" />Erin and Courtney have a very special bond. It reminds of a bond that twins have. When they are together they are inseparable. They talk the same, they finish each others sentences and they act like this ...<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356485745394017618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SlYPZ9KnZVI/AAAAAAAABe4/IkewSqnz7Uk/s400/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" />And here is Rachael .....GOOFBALL ! </div><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356485754346742322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SlYPaehHIjI/AAAAAAAABfA/BEESzfTrabw/s400/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" />And Splash Attack ... Rachael, Alexandra and Courtney ....<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356486021378103586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SlYPqBSWWSI/AAAAAAAABfQ/sbB0cAwZe_g/s400/Picture+029.jpg" border="0" /><br />We closed the park down. Left at 9pm, it was so much fun! Trevor was exhausted, but he had a great birthday. </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>And for the 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> we had a family BBQ at Erin's sister Sherry's home! Had another great day of fun. The kids swam until after dark and watched the fireworks from Sherry's pool. And after all the talking that Trevor did about how he wanted to watch the fireworks, he was a little scared of them and hid inside...but we watched through the window and he was very happy with that!<br /><div><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a><br /><div><br /></div></div></div></div></div>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-91595924369655682462009-07-03T05:00:00.012-04:002009-07-03T05:00:17.227-04:00Happy Birthday To Our Baby ...<div align="center">July 3, 2006</div><div align="center">Born 7:26 pm</div><div align="center">8lbs, 11oz.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353189480644832706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SkpZeGExbcI/AAAAAAAABeg/8O18zTC0IXc/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /><br />Where did the time go? I honestly feel like this picture was taken yesterday. It is a strange feeling when you realize your last child is 3 years old! There will be no more two-year olds in our home again. It is hard to wrap my mind around that.<br /><br />Trevor was born on July 3rd by my choice via a very smooth induction . He was the most beautiful baby, his skin was so perfect and his face was so full. My 1st son, Erin, was born on his due date and weighed in at a lofty 10lbs, 3oz and neither myself or the doctors felt like that is a record that needed to be beat. See Erin, was born naturally and my body didn't need a repeat performance of that. Trevor's due date was July 10th, he would have easily passed the 9 lb mark by then. With that being said, it was time for Trevor to receive his marching orders. The only date that was open was July 3rd and that would mean he would share his birthday with his Papa, and I thought that was a very cool thing!!<br /><br />Trevor by far is the busiest baby we have had! There is a reason that the last baby is the last baby. Either that or I'm just so much older that I am exhausted.<br />So here we are, Trevor is three today. We have NOT mastered the art of using the big boy toilet. We are trying but as of today, we have not had any luck. But I must stress, we are trying. He loves to drink from a cup without a lid. I, however, do not like that. His vocabulary can rival any 4 year old out there. The things that child says sometimes catch me off guard. He rides a bike with training wheels, not a tricycle, a bike. And tackle football is a favorite, not because he enjoys football, but because he enjoys a good tackle.<br /><br />So Happy Birthday to my baby boy. Can someone please invent the magic potion to keep him just the way he is??<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-6600619879936035772009-07-01T15:29:00.006-04:002009-07-01T15:44:52.192-04:00Wanna be cowgirl ....I can't believe I didn't post this video of Rachael ....<br /><br />I was the Mom in charge of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">inflatables</span> for the 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> Grade Bash. They told me to find something different, something fun! I accomplished that ......<br /><br />Here is our little cowgirl ..... She did pretty good !!<br /><br /><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwJQzuvCopUgOwmVMaGBaJtjxdVW8E5YUOVr-N1xEoDpO5YDD0IUJwuEcTAbb4Wnyo7XQKLt_7FBGNCdC1s9A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="left"><br />I loved how the kids in her class were chanting her name. And, secretly, she did too !!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a></p>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-7984824279266453452009-06-30T13:45:00.003-04:002009-06-30T14:16:30.894-04:00my week in preview ...I am so excited for a long Holiday Weekend!! I am looking forward to 3 days away from my office and I am looking forward to spending 3 days at home with my family and I am looking forward to not thinking or stressing about anything and I plan on doing this for 3 entire days !!<br /><br />I would like to completely remove the stress-lobe of my brain and replace it with a completely fun-lobe! Anyone wanna help me with this ?? <br /><br />This week is also know as Birthday Week in my family... I have a special post or two coming later in the week, but let me give a quick shout out to some extra specials in my life !!<br /><br /><em>July 1st</em> .... Happy Birthday Duane .... My brother Duane, aka Uncle Dewey. I hope you have a big celebration planned with Aunt Tara in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Chicago</span> ! We miss you !!<br /><br /><em>July 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nd</span></em> ....Happy Birthday Albert .... My brother Albert, aka Uncle <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Alby</span>. Have a wonderful birthday and give Little Albie a huge for us !!<br /><br /><em>July 3rd</em> ... Happy Birthday to MY DADDY !! My father, aka Papa. I wish we could be with you and celebrate your big 60<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span> birthday!! But we are there in spirit ! We love you and miss you!<br /><br />AND FINALLY ..... DRUM ROLL PLEASE ........<br /><br />July 3rd .... Our baby is turning 3 years old ! Yes, Trevor will be three on Friday. I can't believe it and it is very hard for me to imagine that my last child is turning 3. He shares a birthday with his Papa/my Dad by my choice. (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Ok</span> Moms don't fault me for choosing his birthday, there are reasons for this that I will explain later). Three years went by so fast .....<br /><br />That's a ton of birthday's, right?<br /><br />In other happenings ....<br />Short week at work (listen .... do you hear me celebrating)?? I am at my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">children's</span> mercy this weekend. I think Thursday the kiddies want to hit Busch Gardens Summer Nights. Little Erin said he heard <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Gwazi</span> calling his name. Rachael wants to conquer <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Sheikra</span> again. I think <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Bff</span> Michele and the girls will go with us, it is always more fun with 3 more kids!<br /><br />Friday, it the birthday boys choice. Either <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Seaworld</span> Summer Nights or Island Nights at Adventure Island! He loves both .... Fish, whales, sharks and water slides !! I asked Trevor what he wanted for his birthday he said Fireworks and "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">burtday</span> cake" ! That is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">soooo</span> easy ... DONE !<br /><br />Saturday is BBQ at the sis-in-laws to celebrate the 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">th</span> of July! Family, Food, Fun in the pool ! And at night we will watch the fireworks somewhere .... but my kids NEVER miss the fireworks!!<br /><br />That is my rest of my week and I'm looking forward to every minute of it !! <br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-2925492682298761972009-06-24T12:17:00.009-04:002009-06-24T13:08:03.407-04:00Cabin Fever ....It is totally possible to get cabin fever in the middle of summer ... TOTALLY .... <div><div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>The past five days have seen temperatures in the upper 90's with a heat index around 105-110. Insanely hot even for our part of Florida. And folks, hot isn't just hot .... there is summer in Florida hot, and then there is this past week hot ! Not the same ... trust me on that one.</div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>This summer the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">olders</span>, Rachael and Erin, have been home with Kasey until she leaves at the end of July. They were allowed to stay home with specific instructions that watching TV all day was forbidden and they need activities. Being it is Florida, I ask that they go for a bike ride, or scooters or a walk to the lake in the morning when the sun isn't as hot. But it has been far too hot to venture outside, even in a pool, the heat is just too much. We usually take the kids outside in the evenings around 6pm or so to ride bikes and use up some energy, but we can't do that either. <br /><br /></div><div>On a good day, we have lots of sibling fighting. During a week where they haven't been outside very much, we have a sibling war! OH MY GOSH ... We are fighting about Hot Wheel cars, of which we have about 150 of them. We are fighting about playing Animal Crossing on the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">WII</span>. They chase each other and scream on the top of their lungs, they fight over who gets to put their legs on each couch cushion and don't you dare touch the others legs ... It is getting ugly ...</div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>I am requesting a change in the upper level winds, a cold front, a low pressure system ... I am requesting anything that will make the heat go away and allow my kids to play - OUTSIDE ! PLEASE ! Am I asking too much ??</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>In the meantime the fact that they are so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">absolutely</span> cute are the only things saving them ....</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350939114961389538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SkJaxkoER-I/AAAAAAAABeI/FKn6ui3_CeI/s400/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350939128439079410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SkJayW1ZgfI/AAAAAAAABeY/6LUKBwbINx4/s400/Picture+028.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350939118155934386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SkJaxwhtKrI/AAAAAAAABeQ/OHCFoXf_YLg/s400/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div></div></div>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-42907993645547154012009-06-17T10:59:00.004-04:002009-06-17T11:10:28.263-04:00Look what he is sportin'<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SjkE0QuiHEI/AAAAAAAABeA/p9J9h3Y2e9A/s1600-h/Roo+and+the+glasses+..jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348311328369024066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SjkE0QuiHEI/AAAAAAAABeA/p9J9h3Y2e9A/s400/Roo+and+the+glasses+..jpg" border="0" /></a> That's our little Erin sporting some new goggles .... The latest member of our family to wear glasses, he joins his Dad and two sisters. It wasn't completely necessary that we get these handsome little frames, but he has complained about not being able to see the white board sometimes. The doctor said it could swing either way, so we decided to err on the side of caution and hoping it helps this little dude get caught up with his reading.<br /><br />Besides, he now could be a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">GQ</span> model!! Right ??<br /><br />BTW ..... I wrote <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Blackboard</span> above. I quickly hit the delete button. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Every time</span> I say blackboard my kids correct me, MOM IT IS A WHITE BOARD. And they look at me like I am so <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">freakin</span>' old! I know, I totally dated myself with the blackboard comment, but yes, back in the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ol</span>' school we used chalk, it was cheap and the school provided it. Now they use the white boards and we, the parents, supply very expensive dry erase markers. What was wrong with chalk ??? And I loved being the eraser clapper girl, the side of our school was dotted with my special clapper art!<br /><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a></div>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-13662197101260950352009-06-15T09:31:00.007-04:002009-06-15T09:46:04.250-04:00welcome to the zoo ......Remember this <a href="http://rightonq-quinn.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-is-flying-by.html">post</a>?? Yup, that was a pretty sad time for our family....<br /><br />But this little gal came along ....<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347546968169353410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SjZNopFzkMI/AAAAAAAABd4/uvK0C02qqQA/s400/Sadie_Grace_2.jpg" border="0" />The kids named her Sadie. At some point someone else in our family added Grace to the end. Sadie Grace, sounds good. Trevor calls her Sadie Baby .... not sure why, but he is so cute he could call her anything and I would think he was a genius. <p>She is absolutely adorable. I'm not gonna lie, I didn't want another dog, remember we still have Pogo. But she was a rescue mutt dog. We think there is some boxer in there with a side of terrier. Not really sure, one thing is certain, she won't be trotting around in the Westminster Kennel Club Dog show. But who really cares .... the kids are just smitten' with her.</p><p>While I love the little puppy, we are currently at battle over the fact that she only eats my flip flops and my things. I even offer Rachael's flip flops in exchange, but it seems like Sadie is a flip flop eating snob and plastic ones just don't cut it. She is trying my patience, or what little patience I have. The only thing that is saving her right now are those darn floppy ears.</p><p><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a><br /></p>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-72066826469335956342009-06-10T14:54:00.006-04:002009-06-10T15:08:55.857-04:00Wordless Wednesday ???Wordless Wednesday with a twist ..... What is this ??? <div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345777650840017458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SjAEc0aKmjI/AAAAAAAABdw/JypU54seKkM/s400/Sadie+Grace+2.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-72553771900383242872009-06-05T09:24:00.011-04:002009-06-05T13:11:01.660-04:00this is gonna be a long one :)On Wednesday night Kasey graduated from High School. It was a beautiful ceremony, a bit long for Trevor, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">after all</span> there were 505 students, but we all enjoyed the night and now we now have a college freshman in our family.<br /><div><div><div><div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343838071890788498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SikgadxCQJI/AAAAAAAABc4/-cXACeZs_ZU/s400/Picture+035.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343837766518772610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SikgIsKrE4I/AAAAAAAABcY/pSSBH9HiltA/s400/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343837781258216402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SikgJjE1I9I/AAAAAAAABcw/7Adzc2kip8k/s400/Picture+045.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343837778575282162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SikgJZFKz_I/AAAAAAAABco/kwddybbX7Mo/s400/Picture+044.jpg" border="0" />And this is a picture of Trevor holding the rose he was going to give to his sister. This was how it looked before the 1st of 505 names were called. Around name 200, he started picking off the petals one by one. It wasn't quite so pretty when he gave them to her afterwards. Good thing we teach our kids that it isn't the gift, but the thought that counts.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343837770488387554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SikgI69Gl-I/AAAAAAAABcg/2Am_bfzOFNw/s400/Picture+038.jpg" border="0" /><br />And yesterday was Rachael's last day of 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> grade, last day of elementary school, and last day at the only school she has ever gone to. After 6 years at this school, she made lifetime friends, had some very caring and wonderful teachers and said goodbye to a school that has made her feel safe and confident. She had a rough day yesterday. She cried .... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">ok</span>, no she bawled !! And I cried too !! </div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343841715908837618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SikjukypAPI/AAAAAAAABdA/Xlm19oqfLss/s400/Picture+052.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343841725520478770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SikjvImPAjI/AAAAAAAABdQ/rke-J8x3fPA/s400/Picture+054.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343841721796527714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/Sikju6uYBmI/AAAAAAAABdI/t7KO5Vi7YQY/s400/Picture+055.jpg" border="0" /></div><div> </div><div>And here is the 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span> grade <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">clap out</span> .... Rachael's class is 1st coming down the hall. Her friend, Kara grabbed me for a hug because her Mom couldn't make it and she was a little more than emotional. The next little girl is Rachael and she walks right into my camera. You can't miss her!<br /></div><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyRiedNTRwBiraR_lG9bVypbktuSPjk8TZeW0t8zAfo_FnOitskS21bHpm7pyedTOM1VwZclVfBsFduZsWo' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><div>And these are were her teachers this year !! They both wrote nearly the same thing in her yearbook, "Rachael, you are a wonderful student with a great personality. I will miss your smile everyday, but remember .... that smile can't get you out of everything! Work Hard!"</div><div> </div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343845217784475138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/Sikm6aS2rgI/AAAAAAAABdY/kkm0IyuPV6o/s400/Picture+062.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343845222226439762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/Sikm6q15rlI/AAAAAAAABdg/XeggbaYvg2Q/s400/Picture+063.jpg" border="0" />Yup, she uses that smile all the time to her benefit ... smart kid.<br /><br />It was Erin's last day of 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">nd</span> grade. He was happy and for him it was summertime ..... nothing more to say on that subject.</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>During dinner before Kasey's graduation we were doing to graduation math. Kasey will graduate from college in the year 2013. Rachael will graduation from high school in the year 2016, Erin will graduate in the year 2019 and here is what scares me the most, Trevor will graduate in the year 2025 !!</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>SO LET THE SUMMER BEGIN !!<br /><br /></div><div><div><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a><br /></div></div></div></div>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-18698304398597281192009-06-03T10:28:00.001-04:002009-06-03T10:30:14.314-04:00Wordless Wednesday<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SiaIz2cXaLI/AAAAAAAABcI/7YzmTJ8V3zk/s1600-h/rachael+and+trevor+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343108432290867378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SiaIz2cXaLI/AAAAAAAABcI/7YzmTJ8V3zk/s400/rachael+and+trevor+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SiaIzmK-8-I/AAAAAAAABcA/60qZxBk-mcM/s1600-h/rachael+and+trevor.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343108427922994146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SiaIzmK-8-I/AAAAAAAABcA/60qZxBk-mcM/s400/rachael+and+trevor.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-59887321542717530512009-06-03T09:50:00.005-04:002009-06-03T10:19:31.342-04:00the big graduation ....Today is the day! A little after 7 pm, Kasey will be a high school graduate!<br /><br />No more high schooler. She is a soon to be college girl. An exciting time for her, although I don't think she is anywhere close to realizing how hard it is going to be. But she is 17 and yup, she knows it all. Not completely shocking, I think most teenager parents will agree with me on that.<br /><br />I'll get some pictures posted tomorrow. We have dinner tomorrow and then off to the SunDome for the ceremony.<br /><br />Can I just tell you that I can't believe the high school is big enough to need the Sundome. I mean, I know the school is huge, but I graduated on my high school football field.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-47412034320465896062009-06-02T12:53:00.005-04:002009-06-02T15:07:59.076-04:00I'm not gonna cry ..... PROMISE .....This is my little girls last week of Elementary School. After Thursday, I will have a middle schooler. I am struggling with this. After all, she is my little girl .....<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SiV2tNaar3I/AAAAAAAABbw/mkvtKSpbw2A/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342807056594766418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SiV2tefIClI/AAAAAAAABb4/iz-w8XKg1_o/s400/Picture+031.jpg" border="0" />I remember walking her into that school 6 years ago and crying as I walked out, my little girl was a Kindergartner and I was leaving her in a big school all by herself. Well, I walked into that big school with her last week and she bent over to talk to a Kindergartner. I thought to myself that used to be my little girl, so small and carrying that huge backpack. She has grown into the big school. And now, my daughter is in her last days of 5th grade. I think I will walk her in on Thursday and I'm going to try not to cry on my way out.<br /><br />What a year she has had. And she has enjoyed every minute of being the big kid on campus. She has made the most she can out of 5th grade. She has made some incredible friends and had has wonderful teachers who have forever shaped her future. She was a safety patrol, she made Sergeant. And she wanted that since she was in 1st grade. Last week I chaperoned her 5th grade class trip to Epcot. I loved it, we had a wonderful time and have some great memories. Last Friday, I also attended her 5th grade bash ! OMG ..... what fun we had!! The kids loved the waterslide and mechanical bull. The cafeteria was decorated in the Jungle theme, it was incredible. Most of her 5th grade activities are over now and the school year is winding down.<br /><br />And with 1.5 days left of school, Rachael is ready to move on. BUT ... I am not ready for that ....<br /><br />She tells me she isn't going to cry when she walks out ..... But I know that Rachael is a little emotional .....And I think she will cry too when the entire school (K - 4th grade) line the hallway and they clap the 5th graders out of the school for the last time.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a></div>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-22635816050127816342009-05-28T15:09:00.006-04:002009-05-28T15:30:44.369-04:00I miss him ...For those of you who don't know my grandfather, the below clip is something he would have been very proud of. His entire life revolved around youth sports, for more than 60 years he coached & managed baseball & football, but he enjoyed every minute of every sport we watched. He even came to every single figure skating competition I had and I honestly think he enjoyed them. He would watch me cheerleading. He would drive my brother to hockey games, and when he didn't drive him, he met us there. I know for a fact even when he was sick, he never missed Mikey's soccer, baseball or hockey games, especially the high school ones!!<br /><br />He was youth sports in East Longmeadow !!<br /><br /><object width="320" height="303"><param name="movie" value="http://eplayer.clipsyndicate.com/cs_api/get_swf/2/&csEnv=p&wpid=0&va_id=960894"></param><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"></param><param name='allowscriptaccess' value='always'></param><embed src="http://eplayer.clipsyndicate.com/cs_api/get_swf/2/&csEnv=p&wpid=0&va_id=960894" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="303"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Did you see that man in the last part of the video?? The man on the left with the sunglasses standing next to the scholarship winner, that's my Dad. That was his 15 seconds of fame, almost :) And how awesome are those T-shirts? I think the caricature of my Papa is spot on. And I'm also betting that my father didn't get me one of those T-shirts :( <br /><br />Don't you think my Papa would be proud of my Madame President status ??<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-41716523303609443872009-05-21T09:07:00.005-04:002009-05-21T09:44:51.827-04:00Time is flying by ...I've very neglectful of my blog in the last couple of months. It never seems like I have enough time to sit down and type up my thoughts or activities. And for that I am truly sorry. Perhaps now that we are rolling into summer and most of our activities will take a little hiatus, I can get back on the blogging bandwagon.<br /><br /><br />Some sad news to tell everyone about. Last Friday we had to put our Bulldog, Buzzy to sleep. Buzzy was a wonderful dog, never growled, never bit anyone, never even complained. He brought him home when he was 4 months old and in October he would have been 14 years old. He was around when we brought Rachael, Erin & Trevor home from the hospital. He was Rachael & Erin's pony, they rode him around like cowboys & cowgirls. He lived a long doggy life with us. The doctor who saw Buzzy last Friday said that Buzzy didn't want to leave us and that was why he was around so very long.<br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338270056232331970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/ShVYVTDVKsI/AAAAAAAABbo/TFGy-EKGck0/s400/Erin+%26+Buzzy.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>On a happier note, we are off to Disney this weekend to watch Rachael play in the Disney Memorial Day Soccer Shootout. I love the Wide World of Sports Complex. It is absolutely beautiful, the fields are perfect and the tournament is run in true Disney form .... flawless !! It will be hot, there isn't usually a breeze on the fields, so I'm packing the sunscreen! This is the end of the soccer season for Rachael .... it was a good year :)</p><p>But wait !! Tryouts for next season are on Tuesday of next week. Yup folks, that is a whooping 24 hours off ! Yippee, what will I do ???? Thankfully, there is about 6 week where we will put the cleats up and enjoy some family time.</p><p>I have a ton of pics for everyone to see. I'll get them uploaded in the next couple of days! Wait to you see how Trevor has grown .... he is quite the little man !! And an update on Erin, he is no longer required to attend speech classes, he was released this year !! He was very excited about that. </p><p>And one more thing ... Poor Ass Momma Bird has more eggs. This is now her third try at the Momma Bird thing. So far we have do not have any baby birds and I'm not holding my breath. I just don't think she knows what she is doing.</p><p>Promise I won't be gone long ..... </p><p><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a><br /> </p>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-80775903207371808402009-05-06T09:48:00.005-04:002009-05-06T10:02:15.689-04:00The New Addition ....<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SgGVSWR801I/AAAAAAAABbc/JUEdLEvmYhU/s1600-h/Lionel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332707576234431314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SgGVSWR801I/AAAAAAAABbc/JUEdLEvmYhU/s400/Lionel.jpg" border="0" /></a> Meet Lionel ..... he likes cheese ....<br /><div></div><div>I know this is going to sound crazy ... but he actually grows on you and he has me. He is sweet and cute. Just so you all know, he is a fancy rat, as opposed to your every day garage variety !!</div><div></div><div><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a> </div>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-45576632426916293542009-04-25T15:46:00.008-04:002009-04-25T16:21:22.598-04:00sometimes bribery isn't such a great idea ...To the overly <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">enthusiastic</span> young lady at the pet store,<br /><br />Thank you for all your help yesterday. You were very nice, sweet and extremely helpful. This is probably your first job, and I'm sure your boss appreciates your enthusiasm and knowledge. Lord knows, my kids think you are just about an animal god. I'm even sure when you go home tonight and tell your parents how many animals you suckered people into buying today they will beam with pride.<br /><br />But let fill you in on a little secret sweetie. We came in for a hamster. They are cute and their life <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">expectancy</span> is relatively short. It was a carefully thought out decision of two parents who carefully manipulated their child into wanting a particular pet. It was a form of bribery to my 8 year old son who need a little push (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">ok,</span> a shove) into passing a writing test and using his little brain to its fullest capacity. A hamster.<br /><br />It is quite <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">apparent</span> that you have studied up on domesticated animals. You deserve your job. Your knowledge on how wonderful rats can be for pets was amazing. You had my kids complete attention. They only give this attention to me when I am offering them ice cream. I knew right then and there when my 8 year old son who has ADD tendencies , couldn't take his eyes off of you as you spewed on and on about how a rat would be his best friend, that I was in trouble. At that exact point I had this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">overwhelming</span> feeling that I needed to round them up and leave because this visit to the pet store wasn't going in my favor.<br /><br />So here I am writing you this letter while a rat climbs over my keyboard. If I think of him as something like Stewart Little I am okay, but then I snap back to reality and realize that at the end of the day Lionel is a rat. With a long tail, he is a rat. And he lives longer than a hamster. And should or when he gets lose, to quote you, I will have a little more of a chewing problem, thrills me to death.<br /><br />Oh don't get me wrong, my son is happy. Ecstatic, he loves Lionel. And because my son did his best and passed that test, he deserves his reward. I just want to make sure you understand that I am a kind person, a nice mom and mostly a pushover. Be careful because the next Mom you con into taking a rat home may not be as nice as me!!<br /><br />Former Customer,<br />Mom with a rat<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-59589762084596914372009-04-16T12:26:00.005-04:002009-04-16T12:37:29.952-04:00One down ..... 23 more meetings to go .....I held my first board meeting as the Madame President. Yup, I was completely nervous.... but when I walked in and looked at "my" table, the nerves just disappeared... <div><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325326937490333154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/SedcooXuHeI/AAAAAAAABbM/rvvDu9u8V_U/s400/IMG00413.jpg" border="0" /><br /></div>I had a pink Presidents table .... just for me .... and it was pink .... I loved it. It was very thoughtful !!<br /><br />Look closely ... do you see the Pink Tiara and Pink Purse ??? How cute are they ....<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325327314817158802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/Sedc-mBcjpI/AAAAAAAABbU/ad5J3TqXILI/s400/tiara.jpg" border="0" />Yes, I had a Tiara. Totally funny, Totally Appropriate !! I was tickled pink ... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">LOL</span> !!<br /><br />Seriously, I ran the meeting. It went along as meetings are supposed to. It was my first, so I am fairly certain there are some things I can improve on. But overall, I was proud of myself. Sitting in front of a room full of people who all have their own, very unique opinions & <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">definite</span> personal agendas can be very intimidating, but I now feel like I am grasping my role as President ...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-5054738391884984982009-03-30T12:31:00.007-04:002009-04-07T14:00:34.582-04:00I may lose my mind ....Before I start .... I love my Trevor. He looks like me, he is the only one does. He is so very darn cute. Let me say that one more time. I. LOVE. MY. TREVOR.<br /><br /><div>But ...</div><br /><div>He is something else. He is now a little over 2 1/2 years old. Well into the terrible two stage. And really, until now, it has been a walk in the park. For the most part parenting Trevor has been easy, little bumps here and there, but easy. But the last few weeks, my son has turned into a little Tasmanian devil. A little tornado. A little boy with a big attitude. A handful. </div><div><br /></div><div>Trevor's vocabulary is far beyond any of my other children at his age. I think it is due to having an 11 year old sister and an 8 year old brother. Trevor is polite, he will always use his please and thank you''s. And Trevor will tell you he loves you, he just follows it up with "punk".... "Mommy, I love you punk" or he will tell you he wants some juice ....."Mommy I need apple juice please butt head". He almost has the context down pat. Almost.</div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>He has discovered that he can escape anything by locking the door. He can take Erin's toy and lock himself in the bedroom. He can take Rachael's lip gloss and lock himself in the the bedroom. And he won't unlock the door. Unless you tell him you have to go to the bathroom. Even if the room he locked himself into is a bedroom, it still work. Eventually, I will need a new approach, but for now he hasn't figured it out.</div><br /><div>He can successfully open both locks on the front door. He escapes, alot!! Good thing for us, our front door is noisy. He has a growing friendship with the Florida lizards and he needs to look for them all the time .... it is more like a form of torture. There are many lizards missing their tails in my entryway!</div><br /><div>Oh Trevor ... sometimes the only thing that saves him is this super cute face .....</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321672130216754146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/Sdpgm2Sqe-I/AAAAAAAABbE/rmGD5x8uk9o/s400/Quinnkids_1-25-09_(14)%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div>Super Awesome picture taken by <a href="http://bethjohn0502.blogspot.com/">Beth </a>....<br /><br /><div><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a> </div>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5143845795682725580.post-41278888329586066122009-03-20T11:57:00.006-04:002009-03-20T13:00:29.591-04:00I certainly had a very busy week. I got through it, not sure how, but I'm here and it's Friday! A little tired, a little stressed, I little frustrated. But the weekend is here, and I WILL find a way to not do anything work or President related.<br /><br />Tonight is my Relay for Life ! Yahoo! I have signed on to walk my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">bootie</span> off to fight cancer. My walk is dedicated to my Papa, who lost his life to Lung Cancer a little over 3 years ago. I am excited about doing this for him, and me and any of you who are <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">survivors</span> or who have lost a loved to cancer. Think about me tonight ...<br /><br /><div>In my unpaid position, it has been a difficult week. I wonder sometimes why people make decisions they do. I've taken on a big role, and while I feel that I am more than capable of doing it, I am starting to question the motivations of others that consider themselves unbiased volunteers. Not a fun end of the week, but it's my job now, so I will find a way to deal with it. Dealing with it may require a couple of adult beverages ... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">shhhhh</span>.....</div><br /><div>Trevor-ism of the day:</div><div>"I love you Mommy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Butthead ....Thank you</span>"</div><div>I'm not going to even discuss this ...... but if you're a mom you just know this was accompanied by a nice long time-out. And hysterical quiet laughing as you round the corner</div><br /><div>Tomorrow is the big All-Star game for Erin. Yup, I'll be taking lots of pictures. He is very excited to play. I know he is going to do awesome. He is soccer star!</div><br /><div>Rachael is a 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">th</span> grader this year! Yup the 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">th</span> grade class of '09 ! At our school, this is a big deal, they treat the 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">th</span> graders much like seniors in high school. They do many, many things, but the big thing is the 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">th</span> grade bash. The theme is Welcome to our Jungle. (the 80's girl in me wants to break out into a cover of Guns and Roses, Welcome to the Jungle)</div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>She just received her 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">th</span> grade shirt ... So cute.. don't ya think ?? It was designed after the theme and by one of the 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">th</span> graders. </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>Sorry for the poor quality pics...my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">crackberry</span> didn't want to cooperate at 6:30 this morning. </div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315305431260199986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/ScPCIMb3_DI/AAAAAAAABa8/BzWNtnYlORU/s400/Rachael+tshirt.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315305424099696946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_18MlgeoASrY/ScPCHxwrYTI/AAAAAAAABa0/nTlGcB_E3F0/s400/Class+of+09.jpg" border="0" />If I haven't said it 700 times before. My little girl is growing up. I'm hating it.<br /><div><br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/139/2442B4289EB3E458E6307A5EB2D321ED.png" /></a> </div>Joannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00085311967367484516noreply@blogger.com0