tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63823602715915506712024-02-18T21:17:59.991-08:00The Hansen FamilyAmandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.comBlogger184125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-32997291685627310872013-06-18T21:39:00.000-07:002013-06-18T21:39:54.857-07:00Penelope BlessingMay 3, 2013 we had Penelope blessed. We did at our home since Josh wouldn't be able to make it church. And we didn't want him to miss it. Josh's grandpa Don performed the blessing and the bishop and my grandpa were in the circle.
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It was so great to share this special day with friends and family. Gerrie, my step-mom, had never seen a blessing before so it was neat to have her there and experience it. Josh's grandpa messed up with Penny's middle name so I stopped so he could start over, and he did it again! 3rd time was a charm though. Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-73386889225009073532013-06-18T20:56:00.001-07:002013-06-18T20:56:53.287-07:00Time to update!!Boy has it been awhile! It's been crazy busy here in the Hansen Household, and also with everyone connected on Facebook it is so much easier to do a quick post here, a picture there... But I think I will try and keep up on my blog. Once a month sounds doable!
OK so since I last posted I had a baby!! Sweet Penelope Michelle was born February 24. She has been such a delight to our family. Josh got a job at IM Flash in Lehi, UT. which means we relocated there ourselves! Crazy times. So far it's been great in Utah. A bit of an adjustment, but it sure is beautiful here. And there is some family here so all in all pretty good.
The girls are growing like weeds. Ginger will be 7 this summer and will start 2nd grade. Boy am I getting old. She LOVES her baby sister Penelope. And here Zoey are frenemies most days.
Zoey will finally start preschool this year. A dream come true for her. I switched her wardrobe today from a 4t to a 5t. She is just getting so big and a smart girl.
Penelope is 4 months already! The time sure flies. She still sleeps in the room with me. I'm just not ready to have her in her crib in another room. It's such a joy to watch Penelope grow and develop and watch her personality emerge.
I am doing well. A little sleep deprived. But that's my fault now. Penelope sleeps really well at night. I just stay up WAY past my curfew. What can I say? Once the kids are in bed it's mommy time! I am feeling a little lonely here in Utah, Josh is working nights so he is gone/awake at night and sleeping during the day. I'm not to close to the family I do have here and most of them have work anyways. And it's so hard to make friends as a grown up.
Church has been interesting here. The people are friendly enough at church but I live on the same street with a lot of people and not a hello from any of them... I don't see any bosom buddies in that group. However I did meet a neighbor who isn't a member of the church but her husband is a pastor and we went to a local pond where are kids could splash and I see friend potential there. Time will tell.
Summer is going to be LONG here. Josh got us all the Pass of All Passes which gets us into many cool things for free! But the girls are now expecting these fun times and throw fits when we don't... Very frustrating. Some days I just want to stay home.
Well that may be all for now... Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-69665209535085474132011-12-01T17:13:00.000-08:002011-12-01T17:13:48.068-08:00Ultimate Date Night Giveaway- part 2<a href="http://athriftymom.com/2011/11/ultimate-date-night-giveaway-part-2/">Ultimate Date Night Giveaway- part 2</a>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-12789336142414634202011-05-22T14:14:00.000-07:002011-05-22T14:33:17.674-07:00PatternAs I came home today fresh from church I couldn't seem to stop my mind from wandering back to the lesson in Relief Society. Patterns. Yes we talked about patterns you use to make clothes and stuff. But it really came to head when the teacher started talking about why we use a pattern... you know less mistakes... etc. (I didn't pay good attention cuz' she gave me and another lady instructions to whisper to each other during class, but we miss understood and whispered during the crucial beginning instead of during a time when the whole class was reading a hymn... whoops!) And then she started talking about patterns to be righteous and how they were both very similar. I had to share my story to the class and I feel I must share it on my blog today as well. <div><br /></div><div>I'm very aware of how easy it is to break the pattern of going to church every Sunday. You want to sleep in, clean the house, not fight with the kids, etc. Whatever excuse you can think of, insert here. In fact Zoey's whole first year of life didn't include going to church because it was at 9am and I went by myself and there was no way I was going by myself with a newborn and a toddler to church by 9am. See pattern broke. But we did the next year. Pattern fixed. Then we moved back to Idaho and I knew going to church here would be difficult. You know all alone again, not knowing anyone and on my 3rd Sunday to church the kids were HORRIBLE!! I was so embarrassed. They practically screaming at each other during sacrament, hitting, crying, throwing fits.This was just 20 min into sacrament too. Everyone around me was looking at them and me and probably thinking that I would just go out to the foyer so they can listen to the talks in quiet. Well we did end up in the foyer, but the kids just escalated, so I took them home! I was in tears because it felt like the people in my ward thought less of me, Zoey was crying because she's 2? Ginger was crying because she REALLY wanted to go to primary. We just went home. I called my hubby who is not a member of the LDS church and I just started bawling and telling him that I didn't want to go to church anymore. He was a little freaked at my outburst. But in the sweetest voice he told me to not stop going to church. That it's so good for the kids and me to go and continue and try and make friends in the church. He called his LDS grandma and arranged for her come to the following Sunday with me so I wouldn't be alone. And I'm crying as I write this because my husband is SO amazing but... while I was so close to break the pattern yet again, he encouraged and gave my optimism to keep it up and it will get better. It's just so hard sometimes and you feel like you get nothing out of it some Sundays but I always feel better when I get home. Renewed, refreshed, and loved. So while it's hard to set a pattern/example and stick to it... it's so worth it!</div>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-79426166798392047002011-04-27T08:34:00.001-07:002011-04-27T09:30:39.097-07:00Easter 2011It was a pretty great Easter. Especially since we had all our family around to be with. After the girls woke up and found their baskets we did a little egg hunt with Josh's parents. And later in the afternoon I went with Matt and his family and did another egg hunt. The kids just love egg hunting!!<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><br /><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="https://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&hl=en_US&feat=flashalbum&RGB=0x000000&feed=https%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmisspiglet101%2Falbumid%2F5600287852193548449%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCPaJ5r2Jl_7DTg%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-74010771767377328702011-03-04T13:35:00.000-08:002011-03-04T14:05:42.777-08:00Valentines Day 2011Of course I had to do the traditional Valentine's Day breakfast for my kids. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJk_EWJ1wYPWJ5Dyg1pNa4IaayqbF92PhpHWtpTKkfGMBLI0o0H-USut_ZJIrbQPnxU-IthdZtnadmGJHccHL20EPK4YJw4Q5URBxZtetQhYzTOIhnh8vVxg7GHjuf8WsLAtAzBklrVSY/s320/003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580343752366446914" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1bfjAEKaupn6KvLFoQIvvszjMQr3sqKp8Qa3yA9bJJeWGqxOor1BFHpm7HC6Yda19iMASU8K3U-A4JWCe9Py5Icup5jFDCFaYB_UZ7j-Ka-aImwPicvR8cHZxlxwjsbV6TOqMGdlDVeI/s1600/018.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1bfjAEKaupn6KvLFoQIvvszjMQr3sqKp8Qa3yA9bJJeWGqxOor1BFHpm7HC6Yda19iMASU8K3U-A4JWCe9Py5Icup5jFDCFaYB_UZ7j-Ka-aImwPicvR8cHZxlxwjsbV6TOqMGdlDVeI/s320/018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580345087988226818" /></a>Trying to take a pic of all of us together, Zoey's getting ready to kiss Ginger<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Iv7elUxyFLDgjwatSB7zE0mBN8GeVZby4T9zUowOJaP1agFAt8Ad0KunBATLs4oyJZHWXsQ1zQXRXTUDpt9GIl8fAL-c83EPQ7HByE_BzKu9yo1my149t9Z3Nd_P1XcU8hRwdQ7H6J8/s1600/010-2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Iv7elUxyFLDgjwatSB7zE0mBN8GeVZby4T9zUowOJaP1agFAt8Ad0KunBATLs4oyJZHWXsQ1zQXRXTUDpt9GIl8fAL-c83EPQ7HByE_BzKu9yo1my149t9Z3Nd_P1XcU8hRwdQ7H6J8/s320/010-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580345080742497682" /></a></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj33PQLGOn-_sTJRZcrIQDqA8rNcFe5kP225OuUhOSFYtFyfVEMSheJGUh3q1MipThSU9AUX6mpX7vDgJ0DKSyt57yLHvvn10ocltIDPrXgdTNuUGdpTBhPIrI5cudB8BzvcBWpkij0Qls/s1600/022.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj33PQLGOn-_sTJRZcrIQDqA8rNcFe5kP225OuUhOSFYtFyfVEMSheJGUh3q1MipThSU9AUX6mpX7vDgJ0DKSyt57yLHvvn10ocltIDPrXgdTNuUGdpTBhPIrI5cudB8BzvcBWpkij0Qls/s320/022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580343772434905490" /></a>Ginger taking stock of her loot she got from school :)Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-33350990923231828632011-02-18T08:24:00.000-08:002011-03-04T13:35:22.000-08:00NashvilleI tried posting this a while back but blogger wasn't allowing to post pics, so better late than never!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-0qLwUthBxMwicadhmtZ9NZ5LCFWgHGerfsUsFwAyxcmkRcBn9XD6zyeaVHyF8NCNHOZwdNySBWoQkrhwMfaJDLDQoN1wMd3aFbTezU6JxU7Ka4AyPb0jI8Qbqgk-aMZXdKpH2a9IjlQ/s1600/121.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-0qLwUthBxMwicadhmtZ9NZ5LCFWgHGerfsUsFwAyxcmkRcBn9XD6zyeaVHyF8NCNHOZwdNySBWoQkrhwMfaJDLDQoN1wMd3aFbTezU6JxU7Ka4AyPb0jI8Qbqgk-aMZXdKpH2a9IjlQ/s320/121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580339640555291858" /></a><br />Josh and I went to Nashville, TN last week. I guess it was my valentines day "gift" from Josh. But I think that's just what he says to himself to justify the trip. On our way there we had stopped at the the University of Virginia, that college was amazing. And so pretty. Did you know that President Jefferson was the architect who designed it?The best part about the trip was that my Aunt Dani watched the kids so it was just Josh and I. That was the best part! No kids. It had been over a year since we'd done a trip with just the two of us. And the car ride there was like 10 hours so we spent a lot of quality time together. It was just great. We went downtown to what they call the district and it was just lined up with bars, and every bar had a live band playing in it. Josh was in heaven! He just loves music. We also went to the Country Music Hall of Fame museum. That was pretty cool. On our way home we also stopped at Virginia Tech (we got to see the stadium where BSU stomped em'!) and University of Tennessee, did you know that that college is 3,000 acres!!! No we aren't going to colleges to see where we want to go, we just thought it would be fun to check em' out :) Like I said it was just so awesome to be alone with Josh.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ5Ut_gRSRGjfSmm553_E7s4K6V7hLZA5rAcgwqZNcF5uQbUjZz9kRYDv-Ud2kfTwSV8PUK04VnGqCtLt5_ta6HwWGkGPYo7q1DLjYKPvkWl_n7K9kpXiicNH5n63QIsIvn0NJW0M4h6Q/s1600/046.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ5Ut_gRSRGjfSmm553_E7s4K6V7hLZA5rAcgwqZNcF5uQbUjZz9kRYDv-Ud2kfTwSV8PUK04VnGqCtLt5_ta6HwWGkGPYo7q1DLjYKPvkWl_n7K9kpXiicNH5n63QIsIvn0NJW0M4h6Q/s320/046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580341184790512834" /></a>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-37877402949520396002011-02-13T07:21:00.000-08:002011-02-13T07:35:40.685-08:00What is romance?<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Seriously? What is romance? My friend was over last week and we got to talking about it and I think everyone has their own idea of what it could be. Maybe it's your special someone who buys you flowers and candy and jewelry. Or your special someone who cleaned your house for you. Or whisked you away on a mini vacation. Or took the kids off your hands so you could sleep in, take a bath, finish a project, go shopping, etc. I think that we have these preconceived notions on what we should expect romance to be (you know, candy, jewelry, flowers, sexy talk, all the time). But it's not all about the gooey stuff. Sometimes I forget because Josh is not a romantic kind of guy most of the time, but every now and then when he is and when I look back at the times that he has done small gestures for me... man it just blows me away and I fall even more in love with him. I am one who doesn't particularly doesn't care much for Valentine's Day. I love making the kids a morning breakfast, but I love even more remembering why I love Josh and remembering. Happy Valentine's Day!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSEj6TN91y0nNzoYTVI_wSTJRI-ObdCQVSYBKCuAIMQqvGGy6rrQA"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 204px;" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSEj6TN91y0nNzoYTVI_wSTJRI-ObdCQVSYBKCuAIMQqvGGy6rrQA" border="0" alt="" /></a>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-89833073676945963012011-02-08T08:31:00.001-08:002011-02-08T08:55:41.595-08:00Dulles Air and Space Museum<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>On Saturday Josh wanted to finally go to the Dulles Air and Space Museum. We've been the one in DC and have yet to go to the one practically down the road. It's free admittance but parking is normally $15 but when we got there it was FREE!! woohoo!! So that just made the trip that much more better!! It was quite amazing. Basically it was like a hangar (a huge one) filled with every type of flying contraption. We saw a plane called a Blackbird, it's like the fastest EVER. On its final flying day it went from LA to Dulles Airport in 1 hour 4 min and 20 sec. Don't you wish that you could travel that quickly? So cool. There was also the space section where they had all kinds of satellites that were once up in space and an actual shuttle. Pretty neat. They also had a portable planetarium. Very beautiful. The girls loved it. There was an actual space suit out on display and you could touch it and put on the gloves. Zoey was very afraid of this "spaceman". She didn't want anything to do with it. The kids did great. There were a couple of meltdowns ( I've got 2 girls, I was happy with the amount) one was while we were waiting to go on the elevator to go to the observation tower, Zoey just freaked for a bit and we let her. She was on the ground, face down, and the she proceeded to lick the floor!! Disgusting and slightly embarrassing since we had an audience. Needless to say that she now has a cold.<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJxki0JCZ2-wLA6HLxU00XstI9_zDKuWI7N8jPD59YUME8MOEXLFwKY1eR0pe1Ubi1F7__ESd4UxclZHRZuP-K9D69wPgn5U87-oSeO5Jn_M0QKdGjccEsyEudnT4TVl4ce_gbWfQAsNo/s1600/010.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJxki0JCZ2-wLA6HLxU00XstI9_zDKuWI7N8jPD59YUME8MOEXLFwKY1eR0pe1Ubi1F7__ESd4UxclZHRZuP-K9D69wPgn5U87-oSeO5Jn_M0QKdGjccEsyEudnT4TVl4ce_gbWfQAsNo/s320/010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571362011373259794" /></a>Here's the blackbird! Very sleek looking huh?</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidcyJ7mT5sy3jD81iGREQpYU_HiyAkke0nscDvurPXn0cfFpjlOv86BV5NAmE-GsDGyVmxnLkaoEThRRdc8Lu8pJvDYc1pz2Yo9a29Xw05LxXl0yANf8c9ZhvfkZFlA9uoXXbxtVRlB-s/s1600/041.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidcyJ7mT5sy3jD81iGREQpYU_HiyAkke0nscDvurPXn0cfFpjlOv86BV5NAmE-GsDGyVmxnLkaoEThRRdc8Lu8pJvDYc1pz2Yo9a29Xw05LxXl0yANf8c9ZhvfkZFlA9uoXXbxtVRlB-s/s320/041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571362027123983298" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEise3WNrpQEiOIZ7ybKx50zeyTdZ0-dP9iS2oHA28bWNEsyLF6vTMXfotxBKKHdAotXuALBIZnpIJDD6x_7_kGR-4gNCMpvSEH31iKz-znAQ7AhG7A2OPcGP8IRuXqV9MFcRq23ofttWDs/s1600/025.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEise3WNrpQEiOIZ7ybKx50zeyTdZ0-dP9iS2oHA28bWNEsyLF6vTMXfotxBKKHdAotXuALBIZnpIJDD6x_7_kGR-4gNCMpvSEH31iKz-znAQ7AhG7A2OPcGP8IRuXqV9MFcRq23ofttWDs/s320/025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571362023386990114" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnvkj5idBRIneHwIeXctGoqecFZTUzZev-md4bGFLbLoGh5mzpMfLK8YcxP6LL-UeHnYwgO6wUtlXO8V_lU1Ab8gU146YrADtx7E-g-E6fLZBXDGIrSU5l41K3bM3ph5e7ofPP429hxZ8/s1600/020.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnvkj5idBRIneHwIeXctGoqecFZTUzZev-md4bGFLbLoGh5mzpMfLK8YcxP6LL-UeHnYwgO6wUtlXO8V_lU1Ab8gU146YrADtx7E-g-E6fLZBXDGIrSU5l41K3bM3ph5e7ofPP429hxZ8/s320/020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571362017843144114" /></a>See how Zoey won't even look at the suit?</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRTUMgGaggUF-bFxAPPVSPQDbu1fbn7xYGLrVMV9_jpMWvOPgn5qDTGz61fDrdGU8Y_3R00jp8x4EFdk7AoujDaFkfjy3AXweJd_6Qn8PVbm-BC-Z3LSW0PWRgDOUl73cPP-Si5ykwo4M/s1600/015.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRTUMgGaggUF-bFxAPPVSPQDbu1fbn7xYGLrVMV9_jpMWvOPgn5qDTGz61fDrdGU8Y_3R00jp8x4EFdk7AoujDaFkfjy3AXweJd_6Qn8PVbm-BC-Z3LSW0PWRgDOUl73cPP-Si5ykwo4M/s320/015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571362013201100098" /></a><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_V-vhJTnOPkrK0gYvSEWKFUZ4ouwPdwXLHesaaAmX-y628SYxwNOlzlDZWku9e3L9q48F22QroHcjXFhsXxBjIlVHh9GzYXGt_xqQ9UFY7fvEn6Yii0RKAg3NvQD5InQfJOvjxOI2uqg/s1600/085.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_V-vhJTnOPkrK0gYvSEWKFUZ4ouwPdwXLHesaaAmX-y628SYxwNOlzlDZWku9e3L9q48F22QroHcjXFhsXxBjIlVHh9GzYXGt_xqQ9UFY7fvEn6Yii0RKAg3NvQD5InQfJOvjxOI2uqg/s320/085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571362474574248482" /></a>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-13601808083489742032011-02-01T15:39:00.000-08:002011-02-02T07:03:50.090-08:00Wow, it's been a while!I was just going through my blog and I noticed that it has been a lllllloooooonnnnnnnngggggg time since I last blogged. Man, facebook makes me lazy! It's just so easy to post something quickly on there and have everyone know right then and there. But I'm going to try and do something here more often. So there has been halloween, thanksgiving, christmas, a birthday and new years since I last blogged... Since I live so far from most family we didn't really do anything.<div><ul><li> Halloween we went trick or treating with some friends from church.</li></ul><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0yi8RvCUHhl0rJ38XSN4zt-Uu6L-hcnBSKmt3Q9RQ-YZ5bsnipRvZpnl4ireI6djN1DXTzx1mvZF0MU8MWzPlLdegvgeZlnncYq3JVCY21rFyMFwS2NLakSJu4OIYZ7zGqeIQebTqWgA/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0yi8RvCUHhl0rJ38XSN4zt-Uu6L-hcnBSKmt3Q9RQ-YZ5bsnipRvZpnl4ireI6djN1DXTzx1mvZF0MU8MWzPlLdegvgeZlnncYq3JVCY21rFyMFwS2NLakSJu4OIYZ7zGqeIQebTqWgA/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569107032381198690" /></a><br /><ul><li>Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve was at Aunt Dani's house, which was AMAZING!! It is just such a blessing to be able to spend those wonderful holidays with this family. P.S. I made the shirts! Aren't they adorable?</li></ul><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV-L7R1l_UufBTWKy1A0OKn6zyfTh9GjOz3tUeKZUeIkCmHgY8pRarFdbFGEpdSGCIjl__kzbQbG4f1GFVj44buXK1_etxu5ko8ICNdcSTWtbeCN63o8eFI9TZs92ogPHVs7mp3U-2QBM/s1600/20101224200001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV-L7R1l_UufBTWKy1A0OKn6zyfTh9GjOz3tUeKZUeIkCmHgY8pRarFdbFGEpdSGCIjl__kzbQbG4f1GFVj44buXK1_etxu5ko8ICNdcSTWtbeCN63o8eFI9TZs92ogPHVs7mp3U-2QBM/s320/20101224200001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569107034118060258" /></a><br /><ul><li>Zoey turned 2!! My big girl. She is just the sweetest, chubbiest, most loving little girl. She LOVES to give snuggles. She loves her big sister and would do everything she wants to do. She's already completely potty trained (I know it's crazy). She brings so much joy in our lives. Kids sure are wonderful.</li></ul><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqwMAWrw-bmXeI1aCeT8BWsy4_UwHEI04ZaQhNTZJg2K24U8pUOOoJO7AOZINp1HKqPVmqajeUIhsL26irJKAWyuAus4yA0-Hdy9psm7aTt0TYmKRcuJjjrbUxfFpNnHvyBtlj_-2ES1Q/s1600/093.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqwMAWrw-bmXeI1aCeT8BWsy4_UwHEI04ZaQhNTZJg2K24U8pUOOoJO7AOZINp1HKqPVmqajeUIhsL26irJKAWyuAus4yA0-Hdy9psm7aTt0TYmKRcuJjjrbUxfFpNnHvyBtlj_-2ES1Q/s320/093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569107025152155362" /></a><br /><ul><li>Josh had to work New Year's, but the girls and I were invited to our friends house to bring in the new year and it was a blast. The kids even stayed up the whole time!!</li></ul></div><div><br />So those are the past things that I didn't really blog about, but deserve mentioning. Ginger LOVES going to school. Last week school was closed for most of the week because of the snow and Ginger didn't like that one bit! Especially since pajama day was that week. But she got to do it on Monday. She loved wearing her pj's to school.<br /><br />Austin is living with us and we love having him. Especially the girls. They love their Gunkel! And we love having a live in babysitter. ;)<br /><br />I'm active in church again. Which is wonderful. I now teach the CTR 7 class (7yr olds) last year I taught the 9-11 yr olds. They are so sweet. I also play church basketball and I love it. It feels good to "work out" at least once week. We might start doing some Zumba on fridays to get an extra work out in the week.<br /><br />Josh and I are doing great. We love living in Virginia and have loved exploring all of our surroundings and enjoyed getting to know the Kynaston Clan (who are one of the most amazing families EVER). But we feel a change a coming. I don't have the details, which is frustrating. But prayers for guidance and clarity for us would be more than welcome.</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-63497763780852862592010-10-07T17:25:00.001-07:002010-10-11T12:38:56.329-07:00I'm crafty!I'm totally feeling like a crafty lady this month! Check it out!!<br /><br /><br />My halloween house!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Qc42NUwr2eFil_cNrVBLKTI7VpisabHoJQ7sD4l32IwgrtyePAJEYXHWSAyl9otSMGMsmh5yt1sPVmwncJcK4dH4POpoeY5Ohw3RpdOJthW0_Ngivjzp1xYb0VknFTUxOZhzhxMgE9I/s1600/Halloween+house.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525464950699616306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Qc42NUwr2eFil_cNrVBLKTI7VpisabHoJQ7sD4l32IwgrtyePAJEYXHWSAyl9otSMGMsmh5yt1sPVmwncJcK4dH4POpoeY5Ohw3RpdOJthW0_Ngivjzp1xYb0VknFTUxOZhzhxMgE9I/s320/Halloween+house.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL_7GzZTLcplsibBe-TutbtnMwRoN2fUSxD-P9pvv8-yxUly0mfKMtJeOdjzxT5GHxNzwCagR3AoPvwnRYW6c3qb-GVYIUocopXnFbzOYrg3cWlWRVSeYMkPpexr9G3N1MFQ4Su2ms6-U/s1600/ginger+zoey+pages.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525464946488223346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL_7GzZTLcplsibBe-TutbtnMwRoN2fUSxD-P9pvv8-yxUly0mfKMtJeOdjzxT5GHxNzwCagR3AoPvwnRYW6c3qb-GVYIUocopXnFbzOYrg3cWlWRVSeYMkPpexr9G3N1MFQ4Su2ms6-U/s320/ginger+zoey+pages.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Below are my projects from my Super Saturday at church. It was so much fun!</p><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuvPu7T2cIiMEs2GgNchyphenhyphennicKetiGoY0RKBSUUmrsIg2p0z0LLiQcq5rHErW2zoBaJYCosB1oquobJtx4tKVCbndBqxO7pUz_-WnA_uNh3CPaNrmnDEcXLxVVqruP_6e_GNBJmD60jTBg/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526871215577010594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuvPu7T2cIiMEs2GgNchyphenhyphennicKetiGoY0RKBSUUmrsIg2p0z0LLiQcq5rHErW2zoBaJYCosB1oquobJtx4tKVCbndBqxO7pUz_-WnA_uNh3CPaNrmnDEcXLxVVqruP_6e_GNBJmD60jTBg/s320/003.JPG" /></a> A tile with vinyl stuff, super cute. I totally love it.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7dvsIdEAmfQJ2zlUuZ_kmHB35ewDQFfMhNdUVHLB_gs2qfSgtQ4Hd8CN5LIaQbMlWW31sEgTUA-JCSjZceeyoBDkd6z39k-5hu7NufQi2pf4Q24R7MNBaZ8Cjw2knTdUDsg9BinY7EIQ/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526871194342057186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7dvsIdEAmfQJ2zlUuZ_kmHB35ewDQFfMhNdUVHLB_gs2qfSgtQ4Hd8CN5LIaQbMlWW31sEgTUA-JCSjZceeyoBDkd6z39k-5hu7NufQi2pf4Q24R7MNBaZ8Cjw2knTdUDsg9BinY7EIQ/s320/002.JPG" /></a><br />These mummies took for ever, in fact I didn't get a chance to finish them Saturday so I finally finished them today! Super cute!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz4Z9zEN92moOIQoBtN9oLSyoJIuen4Q34ibFWMgXg_p2msNP_VMiYlzcNZN7afPUJwg6ES_fgxvich2Mq4NNGGy0es8BqXO-aYUjv2EV5oAq5byn5jTxQeLDDc9Pv530KhwEX5ux6bII/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526871184957047330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz4Z9zEN92moOIQoBtN9oLSyoJIuen4Q34ibFWMgXg_p2msNP_VMiYlzcNZN7afPUJwg6ES_fgxvich2Mq4NNGGy0es8BqXO-aYUjv2EV5oAq5byn5jTxQeLDDc9Pv530KhwEX5ux6bII/s320/001.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div></div>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-49945363420607428342010-10-07T14:43:00.000-07:002010-10-07T15:04:39.629-07:00Micron CelebrationSo Josh's work had a big celebration a couple weeks ago for hitting a goal. They were to make so much of something in so much amount of time (that's all I know). They threw a huge bar-b-que at this beautiful ranch called Marriott Ranch. There was tons of food, balloon animals, face painting, popcorn, games, wall climbing, pony rides, ice cream, rodeos, you get the idea. It was fantastic. The kids had a wonderful time. So did I but I enjoyed watching the kids have some serious fun. We got Ginger's face painted. Zoey's too, but just a small butterfly on her cheek. We had to wait in line for almost an hour. But it was worth it just for her pure look of joy while it was getting done and then when it was finished. The kids loved the fact that they could eat whatever they wanted to and mommy and daddy didn't care. Ginger LOVED the pony ride she thought it was the most coolest thing ever. The rodeo was kind of a bust since 10 min into it one of the cowboys horses tripped and the horse rolled on him and kinda squished him sooo.... we left. But Ginger did get some candy from them throwing them out in the crowd.<br /><p>Here is her beautiful face!</p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJRZ6v_kLw84i45P1XwmLFpwfkowXSLfOqTA7SO9gDZj7nuhrp5MfWu_byG2kwG8fwNZbzxFonBnyTKOglS6einKuZgmAkQnRLeDgDuqONbJSl70_vcCaKmPotCNGViLPZJRMjJgypvLI/s1600/030.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525424216467719042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJRZ6v_kLw84i45P1XwmLFpwfkowXSLfOqTA7SO9gDZj7nuhrp5MfWu_byG2kwG8fwNZbzxFonBnyTKOglS6einKuZgmAkQnRLeDgDuqONbJSl70_vcCaKmPotCNGViLPZJRMjJgypvLI/s320/030.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgZl7GHVmdS2LGahRYkcYdErBkcUWIyGq1LIucUR3O0RF5H8lByb8i99ZtmTJgPjTgRMhv8WyUhbr51yYzUeRJGAMtQP19gf4oA1CUQ3Ty9e_r0XqURToBj1WdP1so-y-sy89XAX5RkAs/s1600/031.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525425802367853698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgZl7GHVmdS2LGahRYkcYdErBkcUWIyGq1LIucUR3O0RF5H8lByb8i99ZtmTJgPjTgRMhv8WyUhbr51yYzUeRJGAMtQP19gf4oA1CUQ3Ty9e_r0XqURToBj1WdP1so-y-sy89XAX5RkAs/s320/031.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSU5bqNmdi5BZSNLktfl3nKnf9J9A7N1VSxbtu8SeV3-2LP0i_ChouodExJsh4budaE4cyJuYL2bSpSzHSAUaUzxgPiYjMHVc5JZ_OfQT4AhDe0PDOEAHw659U5FTTwnWb3x2PfC0ZY4Y/s1600/034.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525426434570144562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSU5bqNmdi5BZSNLktfl3nKnf9J9A7N1VSxbtu8SeV3-2LP0i_ChouodExJsh4budaE4cyJuYL2bSpSzHSAUaUzxgPiYjMHVc5JZ_OfQT4AhDe0PDOEAHw659U5FTTwnWb3x2PfC0ZY4Y/s320/034.JPG" /></a><br /><br />And this what it looks when you have to wash it off. It was very traumatizing for her.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrkJvk4oKDikoWmrHoSoqUscI50FGYVLBP6vF47LelHZg6tdqSSxWdtvj2ZjQ-G-TS2yMe_I_MI3SAnmtmo1fx1DIwJwAWfX05CJx9NmyW96PV9MqZ0XEjeQvjDiikFakbZ6guJo4qpd0/s1600/039.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525424203862710242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrkJvk4oKDikoWmrHoSoqUscI50FGYVLBP6vF47LelHZg6tdqSSxWdtvj2ZjQ-G-TS2yMe_I_MI3SAnmtmo1fx1DIwJwAWfX05CJx9NmyW96PV9MqZ0XEjeQvjDiikFakbZ6guJo4qpd0/s320/039.JPG" /></a> <div></div><div></div>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-20768687231647170962010-10-07T14:00:00.000-07:002010-10-07T14:25:59.125-07:00School<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Here we are on our way to school!!</span><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdIndU4BnezIvi2r5JimdtXZNQeC-ZtzAaemfWxK-F3rzocjmWC45dxwxgdA2kBzicfuzylgiX2O4nK6j9l81CyAbk4ZGisuSt6kn7vnZW2NyWUhcOxO_B3pg8x2j5spVSvrefsGM2Lz8/s1600/011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525416215186061186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdIndU4BnezIvi2r5JimdtXZNQeC-ZtzAaemfWxK-F3rzocjmWC45dxwxgdA2kBzicfuzylgiX2O4nK6j9l81CyAbk4ZGisuSt6kn7vnZW2NyWUhcOxO_B3pg8x2j5spVSvrefsGM2Lz8/s320/011.JPG" /></a>Oh my...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw1DC4TtHYp2WjyU1qSPPW_khW2-OIyU2GAF5j7VmpcEWIx-JhO7x0PEr2UZqK2iQv93nQxIHoSMkPciXP_XSR040FE-26D2CpOXfTmDjgFp4Sugsfbd-f6aKY6AafnDWEpVd3p-HyfMA/s1600/015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525415324294047362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw1DC4TtHYp2WjyU1qSPPW_khW2-OIyU2GAF5j7VmpcEWIx-JhO7x0PEr2UZqK2iQv93nQxIHoSMkPciXP_XSR040FE-26D2CpOXfTmDjgFp4Sugsfbd-f6aKY6AafnDWEpVd3p-HyfMA/s320/015.JPG" /></a>On our way in....<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-CcnD__tKSzEIbCIpRuXYaJ6Xl09d4ZimYG_pabb7H9dmet0ilGYclIJLindcyfb6eEXvxTvQfsaqK1xzMtpgto9ugyk8NTBfs_tF2uUtSjWe8deRvFMuh2yh7GO3b77TuakdoKt3d7o/s1600/017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525415330936791314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-CcnD__tKSzEIbCIpRuXYaJ6Xl09d4ZimYG_pabb7H9dmet0ilGYclIJLindcyfb6eEXvxTvQfsaqK1xzMtpgto9ugyk8NTBfs_tF2uUtSjWe8deRvFMuh2yh7GO3b77TuakdoKt3d7o/s320/017.JPG" /></a>Waiting for class to start. She could hardly stand it.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCztmT64d-XCNFxChDVI2zCUS1fc5kExeSZ0-8RngoZ7pi1-kV5hvOgD5xadBRL5DNRIDJdzex1Kj946eAv_kMyZ8ScDcJ-maE5A6ZxoNuFUiVVYeqebNZWFjN54-P9V94a7l91iW5hCw/s1600/019.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525415338990606706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCztmT64d-XCNFxChDVI2zCUS1fc5kExeSZ0-8RngoZ7pi1-kV5hvOgD5xadBRL5DNRIDJdzex1Kj946eAv_kMyZ8ScDcJ-maE5A6ZxoNuFUiVVYeqebNZWFjN54-P9V94a7l91iW5hCw/s320/019.JPG" /></a> </div><div><br /><br />I don't really know why she's upset here, but, I do know that it did not last long!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7f1MVC1tDY0pdc4RoAVROpeJs9hcwSTARmjMUKzlPfbIR0ZlqCoOOwRZtDu4kB8McpdutfunrD4ho0f1dYQWcV6VjptVNajeawei3_0QB_ypwY4Ia9fZoRP6QVTbFZViM9HaCsFa83Q0/s1600/024.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525416190691087906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7f1MVC1tDY0pdc4RoAVROpeJs9hcwSTARmjMUKzlPfbIR0ZlqCoOOwRZtDu4kB8McpdutfunrD4ho0f1dYQWcV6VjptVNajeawei3_0QB_ypwY4Ia9fZoRP6QVTbFZViM9HaCsFa83Q0/s320/024.JPG" /></a> Getting ready to start her very first school work<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7L9Z81OW5AEIPbdhjq59FTWu4h34yPEDPR5ohpoSwI9kXRPMWOIAsnqfQ5MYV4FIW8NpIlCS1_V8RyVBWoJDKVdZGFyFIcU4FCddWfvkno4oCJMmZisvXWYahu5pJwcTiRpNzNYv-J3w/s1600/023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525416182050552754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7L9Z81OW5AEIPbdhjq59FTWu4h34yPEDPR5ohpoSwI9kXRPMWOIAsnqfQ5MYV4FIW8NpIlCS1_V8RyVBWoJDKVdZGFyFIcU4FCddWfvkno4oCJMmZisvXWYahu5pJwcTiRpNzNYv-J3w/s320/023.JPG" /></a> Here is Ginger's cubby. It's the bottom one.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_ReCatRdc8MYAsI6_qOLqm6CzjXFtUdjEW5VDoSDGdWki1OcAz6AVcmWYkUSq42ZfXRhCfcSsdoDf2Z4LJ2bHm8CVUCSD-4G6UvyEqmb64utD_avQ3aYYiz85snR2F_lzePaWk_J2rl0/s1600/021.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525415349283485794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_ReCatRdc8MYAsI6_qOLqm6CzjXFtUdjEW5VDoSDGdWki1OcAz6AVcmWYkUSq42ZfXRhCfcSsdoDf2Z4LJ2bHm8CVUCSD-4G6UvyEqmb64utD_avQ3aYYiz85snR2F_lzePaWk_J2rl0/s320/021.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR9graHGiyLTEc3yefsV6WmNBcBYVkFDfStCjoqaibQnD4pFBS_Mpyf7UkdrLhQGldzocXVTFxK_1IxWPr-kV9m89LSOGwV8XdXqhvc4IrAWfHUdtEfd8ZmSYM1Qp1X-CDj7pZdFr9paw/s1600/020.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525415347089500530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR9graHGiyLTEc3yefsV6WmNBcBYVkFDfStCjoqaibQnD4pFBS_Mpyf7UkdrLhQGldzocXVTFxK_1IxWPr-kV9m89LSOGwV8XdXqhvc4IrAWfHUdtEfd8ZmSYM1Qp1X-CDj7pZdFr9paw/s320/020.JPG" /></a>This was after school, as you can see she had a wonderful time!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_fVs8lB4qhXDEfDBHW0iWpNhs3NDQosZZqGBHzi7-vuXbfOF4gK7DV4_sZxMr22DKS7aYFnDd16igP63FKVxMpehQQ6xn1W57fouGX0PMz3cMLJ2JXD6MKz4RC_lUgJ6FjFTMbAOmewY/s1600/027.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525416206894667794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_fVs8lB4qhXDEfDBHW0iWpNhs3NDQosZZqGBHzi7-vuXbfOF4gK7DV4_sZxMr22DKS7aYFnDd16igP63FKVxMpehQQ6xn1W57fouGX0PMz3cMLJ2JXD6MKz4RC_lUgJ6FjFTMbAOmewY/s320/027.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Ginger has <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">officially</span> started pre-school and she LOVES it! So do I. Not only does she get the learning she needs it's preparing her for kindergarten. And while she's in school Zoey is napping the whole time that she's in school. So I have a solid 2 hours with no children running around and screaming at me. So peaceful. She was so excited to start going to school. She didn't even cry when we had to leave her leave her there. I didn't either (yeah me!). Apparantly Ginger assigned herself a seat cuz' when another kid sat in her seat she freaked out! Normally the teachers will wait till they assign seats so they can see how all the kids interact with each other and make the necessary switches but the teachers made a mental note to make sure that Ginger's seat remained her seat. I thought was hilarious.</div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-84153904945328724162010-10-07T11:48:00.000-07:002010-10-07T13:59:16.581-07:00OBX<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfPpcWtuTdpRHTpzDbQACQWkIZQXznOIq_R5FW4uoTHXexeUGcbWtcbDr623ZJgzsWiQfzpETpa3yyLCmnJpwu5XpIxJgVu2smiC62-OAcTKHjBew11nJHL36OpgC7JCpT8q05hPEFcCo/s1600/629.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525382377501149074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfPpcWtuTdpRHTpzDbQACQWkIZQXznOIq_R5FW4uoTHXexeUGcbWtcbDr623ZJgzsWiQfzpETpa3yyLCmnJpwu5XpIxJgVu2smiC62-OAcTKHjBew11nJHL36OpgC7JCpT8q05hPEFcCo/s320/629.JPG" /></a><br />The beginning of September we went to Outerbanks, North Carolina. It was beautiful. Even the drive was pretty and it was 8 hours. We camped on the beach, of course! I guess I must look like some stuck up housewife. Cuz' the park ranger checking us in looked in the car took one look at me and said that this was a simple campsite with no showers, just bathrooms. Ooookkkaaayyy, and I care because?? I'm camping at the beach!! The ocean will be my bath... So I was totally expecting outhouses and to my surprise there was running water and no stinking outhouses! Alright! And there was showers, cold ones but showers nonetheless! I was at the 'Hilton' of beach campsites. :) The girls couldn't wait to go play in the ocean. Even Zoey seemed to finally enjoy all the awesomeness of the beach. We were at the ocean playing in the water three times a day, the girls were exhausted come bedtime. The best part about the East Coast beaches is that the water is warm. There is no shock factor. We saw dolphins, lighthouses and even a drive-thru just for drinks. We took a ferry to another Island and enjoyed looking out in the water and seeing all the sandbars. On our last day there, there was hurricane Earl coming in a few days so the waves were HUGE! We boogied boarded till our arms couldn't take it anymore. It was awesome.<br /><br /><embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&hl=en_US&feat=flashalbum&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmisspiglet101%2Falbumid%2F5514608909934349953%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"></embed>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-63985865576040555042010-10-05T16:32:00.000-07:002010-10-05T16:32:51.514-07:00Amanda and Ginger Hansen's PageThis is Ginger's very first fundraising event and we are pretty excited about it! Our goal is to earn $400, a hundred dollars for how old Ginger is. Ginger's school goal is $1500. Any donation would be wonderful. Thank you! <a href="https://waystohelp.stjude.org/sjVPortal/public/displayUserPage.do?programId=751&eventId=142502&sectionStyle=subMenuTwo&userId=563349">Amanda and Ginger Hansen's Page</a>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-80814454881332677242010-09-17T11:11:00.001-07:002010-10-08T13:36:13.000-07:00Ginger's B-Day!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjv3SjxnuX_jRoWeQEIydY36sp-iq5U1G_L8SfjTF_ZIqyC505rLpY5SIkD2WQmLMDoC0gg6SeZ-bV2NHZK23iZuf3CP61iED_ZNn9hkPvJXKSUFjPIb6-7FLUbnqF36b5GlkvDka_tes/s1600/471.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517948123927247506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjv3SjxnuX_jRoWeQEIydY36sp-iq5U1G_L8SfjTF_ZIqyC505rLpY5SIkD2WQmLMDoC0gg6SeZ-bV2NHZK23iZuf3CP61iED_ZNn9hkPvJXKSUFjPIb6-7FLUbnqF36b5GlkvDka_tes/s320/471.JPG" /></a><br />Guess who turned 4!! Yup, Ginger did. 4 days after we got home from Idaho. So that didn't leave me with much time to plan anything or shop, but that's okay. I made a cake and invited one of her best friends for cake and ice cream. She was in heaven! This was her first birthday without any family around, so it was more sad for me and Josh. I'm sure she didn't notice. She loved the clothes that me and Josh got her. Especially her spongebob panties, she did specifically ask for them for her birthday. I was glad I was able to make that dream come true :). She truly had a wonderful day. I'm so blessed to have such a girl as her to be my daughter. <div><br /></div><div>here are four things that I love about her:<br /><div><br /></div><div>1. She loves her sister</div><div>2. She's outgoing</div><div>3. She loves to be silly with me or dad or uncle</div><div>4. She starts preschool</div><div><br /><embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&hl=en_US&feat=flashalbum&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmisspiglet101%2Falbumid%2F5514606329562615089%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"></embed><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTEiW-58dXdYp7X0BVAVqSpjjzVkm856dsx5HQ1a3ir4fiXFOL_hY1-n4EWJrMBG__wwgXsm1z8E7XBZP7Fcvm-PRrAPZ1EhTF9Az7J3EcgWd9yMur-ROPwuVH0hJiwgi5RefqcIXkkKE/s1600/488.JPG"></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTEiW-58dXdYp7X0BVAVqSpjjzVkm856dsx5HQ1a3ir4fiXFOL_hY1-n4EWJrMBG__wwgXsm1z8E7XBZP7Fcvm-PRrAPZ1EhTF9Az7J3EcgWd9yMur-ROPwuVH0hJiwgi5RefqcIXkkKE/s1600/488.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517948139903188018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTEiW-58dXdYp7X0BVAVqSpjjzVkm856dsx5HQ1a3ir4fiXFOL_hY1-n4EWJrMBG__wwgXsm1z8E7XBZP7Fcvm-PRrAPZ1EhTF9Az7J3EcgWd9yMur-ROPwuVH0hJiwgi5RefqcIXkkKE/s320/488.JPG" /></a></div></div><br /><br />Ginger and her best friend Samantha!Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-30863251206313196802010-09-17T10:49:00.000-07:002010-09-17T11:10:28.218-07:00Trip to Idaho 2010<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo11iO3MUpY2DNjU1k_x5HwH7QZn2pe9pzyeP6b31eG-I0hd0v2DDq6hM64fKZ8W1PzxtOONfTkPTroCQ4Y8fr2sZ6FA3_D9TLllqSBbfr9oWWRkIX0KdRsU64l5gAg1gToA0h_5hB9xw/s1600/395.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo11iO3MUpY2DNjU1k_x5HwH7QZn2pe9pzyeP6b31eG-I0hd0v2DDq6hM64fKZ8W1PzxtOONfTkPTroCQ4Y8fr2sZ6FA3_D9TLllqSBbfr9oWWRkIX0KdRsU64l5gAg1gToA0h_5hB9xw/s320/395.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517945094836151266" /></a>Yup this is our classic Ginger! (how cute would of this been if the finger wasn't there??)<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br />I know it's been a while since I've been back, but I think it's about time I wrote down everything and shared with all of you. Me and the girls flew down to Idaho a full two weeks before Josh was to join us. It's always hard traveling with kids but doing it by yourself makes it a little harder. This time I kept my stroller with me and checked it at the gate and boy was that great! It made going through the airports soooo much easier. Especially since we had a 3 hour layover. The kids did great on the plane rides. A little crazy on the first flight but then slept through the second (which was the longest one). It was so great to see everyone. Of course I cried, and of course Zoey clung to me like she was paper and I was glue. We had many things going on while we were there. Josh's side of the family had a family reunion and his mom got re-married. I tried my best to visit as much as possible and see as many people as I could. We also hit up the waterpark while we there. Ginger LOVED it! It was so much fun seeing her light up and enjoy the day. Zoey loved it, as long as I was always within her sight. She kept falling in the water and would end up floating on her back with the life jacket and Ginger would look at her and laugh and say "mommy look zoey's swimming!" she wasn't she just couldn't get back up to a standing position. After a while Zoey was doing it on purpose. Of course my kids LOVED their cousins! It was like we were never gone. Zoey's most favorite person was Madison. Boy did she love her. Ginger's most favorite was staying the night at unce Matt's house. I loved hanging out with Matt and Desi, we also did a camping trip up in Cascade, Idaho. It was beautiful! I sure missed the land of Idaho. As gorgeous Virginia is, it doesn't really compare with Idaho's mountains. And seeing the new babies... OMGosh!! They are so flipping adorable. And of course they love me! :) Ginger and Zoey loved their new baby cousins. I so want one now, and Josh thought that holding the babies would help with my baby hunger, hahaha. The family reunion was a little intimidating to me since I hardly knew anyone. But I guess that was what Josh felt like at my family reunion back in 2007! We had a lot of late nights and great days. It was so fun to have everyone see how much my girls had changed since we've gone.</div><div><br /></div><div>I feel like I've missed a lot but I haven't really, I mean we were busy but it was mostly just hanging out! Which is what I wanted to more than anything.<br /><br /><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&hl=en_US&feat=flashalbum&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmisspiglet101%2Falbumid%2F5514598337813698129%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></div>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-58926970451104618022010-07-06T10:29:00.001-07:002010-07-06T10:53:14.361-07:00New York City<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis-ClIToH-U0cp6MaPyik7cQs6RQH4EXNuRK4lx0JiHWjcnDHLo2ISmdcpLRFKAqyfz7izvEcExW-o18QU0pig2HodMI91goJ1bDF6S9g3z8Hvla-2xZE_77DxbrI4iWo-9ydpDUavvLI/s1600/085.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis-ClIToH-U0cp6MaPyik7cQs6RQH4EXNuRK4lx0JiHWjcnDHLo2ISmdcpLRFKAqyfz7izvEcExW-o18QU0pig2HodMI91goJ1bDF6S9g3z8Hvla-2xZE_77DxbrI4iWo-9ydpDUavvLI/s320/085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490851227436658162" /></a><br />For mine and Josh's 5yr anniversary this year we went to New York. It was AMAZING! It was everything we thought it would be. We only went for the day, but we saw as much as we could. We took a bus there, so it was nice to really just enjoy the drive with Josh since he didn't have to worry traffic and what not. Once we got there we were dropped off in front of Macy's, the largest department store. We didn't go inside though :(. Then we went to the Empire State building. That was great. The views were amazing. After that we had lunch in Bryant park! That was exciting to me since I watch Project Runway and that's where they have the final fashion show :). Then it was off to grand central station where we rode the subway, which wasn't as crowded as we thought but it was pretty dirty, to Times Square. All I have to say about Times Square is OMGosh!! It was unbelievable. I wish I could of seen it all lit up at night, but we had to catch our bus. While in Times Square we went to the Hershey store and M&M world. Then we rode the ferry to Staten Island, it's free, and then rode it back. We passed right by the statue of liberty. Then we went to see the world trade center site. It wasn't really impressive and it was hard to try and get any feelings for the place since the whole area is under construction. We bought hot dogs from a street vendor. They weren't as great I thought it would be. We also hugged a couple of black dudes. They were holding up signs that said 'Free Hugs' or 'Hug a black guy and get addicted to black', so we thought what the heck. We also got free Dr. Peppers, and while I was crossing the street to catch up to Josh this bicyclist crashed into me and smashed my pop all over me!!! And then he just left, what a true jack ass! He's lucky I didn't get hurt. After an amazing day in New York we caught our bus and headed home.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha4tjRQ6gSvxv-q-g14htH1s2ZiXFY-F7U0jo0PW6oJ28XUDGLsBL2YvIeTx0iXhOmEKtENdn1uHpw_hAS6Do97uTGAadaohxVSz6PErnC07pRMRsHl4Sipggs62GUk7geKfOCKVBHHzo/s1600/177.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha4tjRQ6gSvxv-q-g14htH1s2ZiXFY-F7U0jo0PW6oJ28XUDGLsBL2YvIeTx0iXhOmEKtENdn1uHpw_hAS6Do97uTGAadaohxVSz6PErnC07pRMRsHl4Sipggs62GUk7geKfOCKVBHHzo/s320/177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490851248174434706" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFUndsmBfwW9PivO-ljFW_tRTaLXKQK9Vc7LlVWUCIby4Fkyh7wGKHYtkcA-y2t5hSe2rltHqTPNbA-FWBfMZPITj42iYaAho4nN1I4zZu0LAve4fY4z3QmG63Wfy0yIxfgNYkgrEvQB4/s1600/122.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFUndsmBfwW9PivO-ljFW_tRTaLXKQK9Vc7LlVWUCIby4Fkyh7wGKHYtkcA-y2t5hSe2rltHqTPNbA-FWBfMZPITj42iYaAho4nN1I4zZu0LAve4fY4z3QmG63Wfy0yIxfgNYkgrEvQB4/s320/122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490851237508397266" /></a>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-45872736000069282732010-06-06T09:16:00.000-07:002010-06-06T09:46:50.530-07:00Biggest Loser ResultsNo judging!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4S7DLksI06q2LXKPZqpiZIP6_i3vvkgnbVL0VotwGu_UHK8lHgZfVlQn0vyi5VcqyawhWHarfcSsSAsi4gw6GpQCxm5V3looOjgB_rxBi6AL7t2tiXNW-Ril2t0kRnOYdUtJt6MGZEzw/s1600/Starting+weight.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4S7DLksI06q2LXKPZqpiZIP6_i3vvkgnbVL0VotwGu_UHK8lHgZfVlQn0vyi5VcqyawhWHarfcSsSAsi4gw6GpQCxm5V3looOjgB_rxBi6AL7t2tiXNW-Ril2t0kRnOYdUtJt6MGZEzw/s320/Starting+weight.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479699986930575650" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>This is me! I had gained 30lbs while I was pregnant with Zoey and I had just never lost it :(. I blame it all on the fact that I had moved far away from my family for the first time ever and I had quit smoking. I told myself many times when I looked in the mirror and saw myself that I would rather be fat than smoke another cigarette! It had nothing to do with the fact that I would 2-3 packages of oreos a week... or so I told myself. Then an amazing opportunity presented itself and I jumped at the chance. Aunt Dani had started a Biggest Loser competition among the family and I couldn't wait to get started. I knew I wouldn't win. There was just no way it could happen. I could only lose so much weight and I didn't want to go back to my pre-pregnancy weight cuz' it was just to skinny for me (125lbs). I worked out 3 or more times a week and was careful with my portion sizes, although I would splurge. I'm still continuing to work out, though not as much since I have no motivation what so ever!! I'm so proud of myself and what I've accomplished, check out the results!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg60uSGns_woPzW_fNbsL628prEZYhZWOLH77fsxQyxtgLMT58O-NI_c1juQR_ZYgQRDJyeMmT3OI5TaGz-7a0bxVvqjy4FNaCXXLANhoYLAllnRE7wBS8vu4NGTAU759uYRWy905VX7YQ/s1600/finish+weight.JPG"></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg60uSGns_woPzW_fNbsL628prEZYhZWOLH77fsxQyxtgLMT58O-NI_c1juQR_ZYgQRDJyeMmT3OI5TaGz-7a0bxVvqjy4FNaCXXLANhoYLAllnRE7wBS8vu4NGTAU759uYRWy905VX7YQ/s1600/finish+weight.JPG"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg60uSGns_woPzW_fNbsL628prEZYhZWOLH77fsxQyxtgLMT58O-NI_c1juQR_ZYgQRDJyeMmT3OI5TaGz-7a0bxVvqjy4FNaCXXLANhoYLAllnRE7wBS8vu4NGTAU759uYRWy905VX7YQ/s320/finish+weight.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479699877702234466" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>It's so amazing to know that it is possible to lose the weight! It's a lot of HARD work and I never want to do it again. But at least I know that I can. I can do it. It's an amazing feeling.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyksc3-CTb_F1WfE251EJxvwJlwuQFtQJdxVpBKg7OdaqSOlyebMI0a6iTBCMOMi2Xbhjzzd6NbnzE62PIMehF7k3I3X5T2GXhcJzewdWRuVzt00KOeJIPFNQWfRjBgytpZ4nSwfjOXKU/s1600/side+by+side,+front.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyksc3-CTb_F1WfE251EJxvwJlwuQFtQJdxVpBKg7OdaqSOlyebMI0a6iTBCMOMi2Xbhjzzd6NbnzE62PIMehF7k3I3X5T2GXhcJzewdWRuVzt00KOeJIPFNQWfRjBgytpZ4nSwfjOXKU/s320/side+by+side,+front.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479701427758377682" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAFhe4kf0OGKc1iCAhilsrWuaiCWij77A9Qv6WlwhRKnsX6cCUwpZC_HT0eBWm_ZwVfob2kYfAdtqVOOcOB39kVaMoTtBCBisR9iFr_LPl9wUrugdK11DiWPeG0mDtkR8J97JlqsRnypI/s1600/side+by+side,+side.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAFhe4kf0OGKc1iCAhilsrWuaiCWij77A9Qv6WlwhRKnsX6cCUwpZC_HT0eBWm_ZwVfob2kYfAdtqVOOcOB39kVaMoTtBCBisR9iFr_LPl9wUrugdK11DiWPeG0mDtkR8J97JlqsRnypI/s320/side+by+side,+side.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479702270252931138" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg70RutTwy9Ms9kkt2AxV9o2_Vx7uhgP0TfsqTobb5qTfshCEuHSTFniYrcbSs2hzMTys98zkjoNr6-wrwDVrOogGllwydnP3loHrOfmFknDzag1R6OrjI1Bl3OsPIadv9ZaGqCOMqeXFw/s1600/side+by+side,+back.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg70RutTwy9Ms9kkt2AxV9o2_Vx7uhgP0TfsqTobb5qTfshCEuHSTFniYrcbSs2hzMTys98zkjoNr6-wrwDVrOogGllwydnP3loHrOfmFknDzag1R6OrjI1Bl3OsPIadv9ZaGqCOMqeXFw/s320/side+by+side,+back.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479702953876180978" /></a>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-44017703067814809992010-05-16T18:11:00.000-07:002010-05-16T18:41:24.522-07:00Fun for CheapCuz' you know that's how we do!<div><br /></div><div>Our newly invented fun thing to do... Slide-boarding (that's what Ginger calls it)!!!<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw0NIkCjyB-EVJ1AGU4qJV86yFAuZr6CjIZYQRED2SjpzdN6SuAc13GL6JSGL5sR1ATCORu1E2Pwp_GJfk8' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-44627936645585354272010-05-14T09:42:00.000-07:002010-05-14T12:27:58.555-07:00Booty DanceI just had to capture Ginger dancing cuz' it cracked me up!<br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div>Now watch her face, it's priceless! Whenever she watches this she calls this her booty dance...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxyk4VUTpMLx_A4dNtTc3E2YsgnG3RZ9eYRs9zyo7gd6CinI9oTJlhv5k9JYVZrhQNef-mUYztEIFu_ixpl6Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-43667648685381000912010-04-12T10:02:00.000-07:002010-04-12T11:29:26.154-07:00Easter<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUZhE7qKyigEnOTTVOuOiNXGaDB3J_URDA_8FM2aasT5s45CXOJzCadcUrGhhjqsLV-gmP4YSiOhAzsnFe5Z3jVGJ0w0wLV15crdF3jqfhNxELvz8gXawDudRVyFFt6jCpu_pJN6p6h4g/s1600/022.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUZhE7qKyigEnOTTVOuOiNXGaDB3J_URDA_8FM2aasT5s45CXOJzCadcUrGhhjqsLV-gmP4YSiOhAzsnFe5Z3jVGJ0w0wLV15crdF3jqfhNxELvz8gXawDudRVyFFt6jCpu_pJN6p6h4g/s320/022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459299436661064946" /></a><br />Easter was pretty easy going for us this year. I would of loved to have gone and had Easter dinner with some family but... they were on vacation :). The girls dyed eggs on Saturday. They sure did love that. And then they went to bed with the anticipation of the Easter Bunny coming. Ginger fell asleep quickly that night. When they woke up Zoey's basket was on her high chair, which Ginger found and came running into my room to wake me up and ask where her basket was. When I told her it was hiding and she had to look for it. She freaked out!! She didn't like that at all. It took maybe 9 minutes to find it. I helped her a little. I just told her the general idea where her basket could be. After lunch and Zoey's nap they did a little easter egg hunt outside, right in front of my downstairs neighbors porch. They had so much fun doing the hunt. Ginger found ALL of them, not really giving Zoey a chance to look for them. But Ginger would find Zoey's eggs and put them in her basket. There was also one golden egg that had double the candy and 50 cents. Ginger was very proud of her money. Which she promptly lost later that day. <div><br /><br /><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&captions=1&hl=en_US&feat=flashalbum&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmisspiglet101%2Falbumid%2F5459300006360379441%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed><br /></div><div><br /></div>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-72703582335641099452010-04-05T17:03:00.000-07:002010-04-05T18:17:06.946-07:00Miami Baby!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikJqnTLFqXXgrEgoFBy5j4fC23oaEHhOqFCAEerlTOlKpgUAP4ljnSqBf3yEW0kQPEH-4ZZfsD9qG-aMryWKyVNoww2od5OzCfKcSFuJBTekvjMpRFiZluUEEyLy5zpSWfbbVxwzPWhR4/s1600/034.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456813090261089490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikJqnTLFqXXgrEgoFBy5j4fC23oaEHhOqFCAEerlTOlKpgUAP4ljnSqBf3yEW0kQPEH-4ZZfsD9qG-aMryWKyVNoww2od5OzCfKcSFuJBTekvjMpRFiZluUEEyLy5zpSWfbbVxwzPWhR4/s320/034.JPG" /></a><br />So the last weekend of March we were off to Miami! It was fantastic. We were there for a real estate class. I was supposed to go with Josh but we didn't find a sitter who could come with us so, darn it, I had to take care of the kids and take them to all the fun things to do in Miami. It really was fun. Most of the days it was cloudy and rainy. But it was still beautiful. And on the only sunny day that occurred while we were there, me and the girls went to South Beach. Wow, it was just gorgeous. I had never seen ocean water so clear. Ginger loved every moment of it. The day before South Beach we went to Key Biscayne but could only stay for a short time cuz' it rained :( but we made the most of it anyways. Ginger was happy cuz' there was sand for her to dig in. Zoey on the other hand HATED the sand, she absolutely refused to stand in it. It was pretty cute. She would only stand on the towel, boogie board or stroller. And Ginger sure knows how to make friends wherever she may be. While we were at South Beach she even made friends with some college boys (I know, I know), she danced for them (I know, I know) and she even kissed one (I know, I know trust me I know). The girls and I got totally fried from the sun, I felt horrible about Ginger's sunburn, the poor girl couldn't even pull her pants down to go potty without screaming. I'm a horrible mother. The next was cloudy and a chance to rain so we went to the zoo. That was fun. The girls loved it. On Monday Josh was out of class and finally able to play with us. That day was also cloudy and stormy and rainy but we headed off to Key Largo anyways, beautiful just beautiful there. We got some key lime pie while we were there as well. And then we headed off to the Everglades. Now that was amazing. It was crazy to see so many alligators in there natural habitats and knowing that the only thing between us was a wooden fence. It was a relaxing trip and the girls did pretty good throughout the whole thing. On our way home we stopped and played a little bit in Savannah, GA. That was great, very pretty. I thought it would of been more hopping than it was but it was amazing. And we also went to Ft. Stewart, GA the place where I was born. We drove on the army base and took pics of the hospital that my first breath occurred. It was pretty cool. <div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq29Mkk8U6wZlQW6aeO6uBAqiwYNvTUxtjqwUMsqwtLOT19iEMqOyt9Z6tsMS8BTtKZwhgLx7sGWYlHdN4EbuTnruWxaGOWMgThDpGM2XQnq8r3SL88VQw7h9XfofBF0I_4dJlNFFWojQ/s1600/052.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456813102596619586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq29Mkk8U6wZlQW6aeO6uBAqiwYNvTUxtjqwUMsqwtLOT19iEMqOyt9Z6tsMS8BTtKZwhgLx7sGWYlHdN4EbuTnruWxaGOWMgThDpGM2XQnq8r3SL88VQw7h9XfofBF0I_4dJlNFFWojQ/s320/052.JPG" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&captions=1&hl=en_US&feat=flashalbum&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmisspiglet101%2Falbumid%2F5456813596845522545%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"></embed>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-76614904252110482342010-02-23T08:14:00.000-08:002010-02-23T08:32:04.754-08:00Joe's B-day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_pQnhV1pzF3TLzl57FBGezGiiF7alAFuDKjj-FuNQOT3DJvzecan09d5maWq_V0Jfqq6cGhFY7PzlGm1DaR-2CMUcibTgPjd_wQku2NOedmiafq-ughKV-7cXiVQGASClU9zCgkUJ9D8/s1600-h/036.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441477473091301746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_pQnhV1pzF3TLzl57FBGezGiiF7alAFuDKjj-FuNQOT3DJvzecan09d5maWq_V0Jfqq6cGhFY7PzlGm1DaR-2CMUcibTgPjd_wQku2NOedmiafq-ughKV-7cXiVQGASClU9zCgkUJ9D8/s320/036.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikSnrV0I8xWEYTL15vu160mgSdiMSVetFzRNwYpMyk6Y3u8-a04cNaH-k6_jzPzPoYSlpErHbXU-9cWWKq3G1_T1mai4gfi7Y2stT34TdmOUuS2cmglb97CdxF-rMMGsc5quSdLAqhcZc/s1600-h/074.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441477031908486018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikSnrV0I8xWEYTL15vu160mgSdiMSVetFzRNwYpMyk6Y3u8-a04cNaH-k6_jzPzPoYSlpErHbXU-9cWWKq3G1_T1mai4gfi7Y2stT34TdmOUuS2cmglb97CdxF-rMMGsc5quSdLAqhcZc/s320/074.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>On Saturday we were invited to spend the day at Dani and Brents and celebrate Joe's 4th birthday. It was so fun! Dani made a yummy cake (I didn't take any pics of it so she'll have to post them) it was so cute too! The kids had so much fun playing together. The bully was there, but it was all good. (he knocked down Zoey and hit Ginger in the face and kept taking Joe's new birthday presents)I'm glad he's not my kid. <a href="http://brentdani.blogspot.com/2009/02/joes-nemesis.html">Asher</a> Ginger couldn't of been more happy to be there. And to top it all off we stayed the night. Ginger and her cousins loved it. I did to.<br /></div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&captions=1&hl=en_US&feat=flashalbum&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmisspiglet101%2Falbumid%2F5441472387912933137%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"></embed></div></div>Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6382360271591550671.post-75138780900027910312010-02-23T08:02:00.000-08:002010-02-23T08:13:54.352-08:00Valentine's Day<div>Oh what a day Valentine's Day was. It was my first year doing a special breakfast for the family. And let me tell you... I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">thoroughly</span> enjoyed every moment of it. Just watching them when the first saw it was so worth the effort. I'm still new at it so I didn't do as a faboulous job as my mom did when I was growing up. But every year I hope to be better. And I couldn't find the candy red hot hearts anywhere! Dani says that they are hard to locate so when you find them buy them on the spot and then you'll have them for next year. I'll be looking everytime I go to the store. Heart shaped pancakes and juice for breakfast, but for this year, it was more than enough to please my babies.</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfqtwJFtXzLfHDNe7-4A8pKpETs8WrN5Dtl8dbK8e3WUd5qcUlV-tueI0f1SGO93VDrQn4ugQCZMJTyTvIrcZnRPTJx6UPVfXoQ2Uidbhb_9miK__K4nhyU-sSm464CdLFuUuaWrJOudU/s1600-h/016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441471188213673714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfqtwJFtXzLfHDNe7-4A8pKpETs8WrN5Dtl8dbK8e3WUd5qcUlV-tueI0f1SGO93VDrQn4ugQCZMJTyTvIrcZnRPTJx6UPVfXoQ2Uidbhb_9miK__K4nhyU-sSm464CdLFuUuaWrJOudU/s320/016.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><embed height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="400" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&hl=en_US&feat=flashalbum&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmisspiglet101%2Falbumid%2F5441465852132482353%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"></embed> </div><br /><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGfdHox8IiD4VIWyiaoCw8IbxBcJV0FsPXukawIJ2btyQQ_EN7_dV2g9Uf2GI1yY-Tq8PdWiijTV6oCcpDw8aRzzYv_bX145OIwc9_gi62FlgGSafumoLWf58t-RmAOmpJeNrSHCf2FUc/s1600-h/032.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441471712633155314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGfdHox8IiD4VIWyiaoCw8IbxBcJV0FsPXukawIJ2btyQQ_EN7_dV2g9Uf2GI1yY-Tq8PdWiijTV6oCcpDw8aRzzYv_bX145OIwc9_gi62FlgGSafumoLWf58t-RmAOmpJeNrSHCf2FUc/s320/032.JPG" /></a> This is my Valentine's Day shirt that I made :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgfkCo8JesfH6_QCVY4IQg5MOd2V_GeTpOUjTpj5euNEy-8cGVbFJW2mkt45JFAG5Wdfya5cDNpRcNYugNir8InQ9GOMtNshrr7mrOATFeujQE7I5huRq5YK9jTVOsXMJkWqx-pQ1yxmI/s1600-h/031.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441472382850522818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgfkCo8JesfH6_QCVY4IQg5MOd2V_GeTpOUjTpj5euNEy-8cGVbFJW2mkt45JFAG5Wdfya5cDNpRcNYugNir8InQ9GOMtNshrr7mrOATFeujQE7I5huRq5YK9jTVOsXMJkWqx-pQ1yxmI/s320/031.JPG" /></a><br />Here's the back.Amandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494999544456423126noreply@blogger.com2