tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61121785547190411902024-03-05T15:15:06.448-05:00Whole Lotta FowlersNickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.comBlogger116125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-71919860688724795442010-11-12T23:24:00.000-05:002010-11-12T23:24:55.309-05:00Welcome Baby Kinley<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz5l2ysGfS0rDW0PIGLPuZYXSIb2L0Vn-7jtCLlZBEIhdaQ0zOxc9Fn4eVh7TqwD6Qee4RNAB1iUq2XzO8_PRm6vcKjv2kdpgAvEAk5PjnCHadhqTMFiGwyMRCxzp1mUF65YwnrXUNFyc/s1600/kinley+sleeping.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz5l2ysGfS0rDW0PIGLPuZYXSIb2L0Vn-7jtCLlZBEIhdaQ0zOxc9Fn4eVh7TqwD6Qee4RNAB1iUq2XzO8_PRm6vcKjv2kdpgAvEAk5PjnCHadhqTMFiGwyMRCxzp1mUF65YwnrXUNFyc/s320/kinley+sleeping.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">On Thursday. November 11th we welcomed the newest member to our family. Kinley Keating Pearsall entered into our world at 5lbs. 8oz. and 19 inches long. As you can see from one of the pics has a good bit of dark hair. </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">I figure she is resting up to meet her big brother Boone. Oh the surprises and adventures that await you baby Kinley. Looking forward to when we can see you in person!</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">Sending love from R.V. </span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">Aunt Nickie, Uncle Steve, Cousin Sydney & Cousin Anderson</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-74602639591063862992010-08-18T05:42:00.001-04:002010-08-18T05:42:00.554-04:00First Day in TN<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Our first stop was to visit Aunt Beullah & Aunt Sharon. Lucky for Syd, Chloe was there too. So they were able to play together. And of course that led to more plans for them to get together later in the week. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmV5ODAveIqRCR3Ge_mXY0IPYZgUhKvQyIaoa66yIX5uBLbaRbUiLAUH3oAbd0MKASfQQiC25PHz2WYD6_npIf9RYAF1AXpUAAbs3Fz3mkhweoo8aUMkAz0-718L-U22GVev_oxU757qw/s1600/100_0890.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmV5ODAveIqRCR3Ge_mXY0IPYZgUhKvQyIaoa66yIX5uBLbaRbUiLAUH3oAbd0MKASfQQiC25PHz2WYD6_npIf9RYAF1AXpUAAbs3Fz3mkhweoo8aUMkAz0-718L-U22GVev_oxU757qw/s320/100_0890.JPG" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Anderson had fun showing off his ball handling skills. I think Aunt Beullah was really impressed. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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Then we went to one of Sydney's favorite places Old McDonald's Farm Putt Putt. This is a must stop at least once (sometimes more) while we are visiting. There is actually three different courses one is cows, pigs & chickens.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We also stopped over for dinner at Uncle Michael's and Aunt Kelley's house. While Anderson had a blast playing in the water all the other cousins were busy running and sliding into the water. You should of seen his face when they came down the slide and the cool water came up on his back. It was priceless.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9DVHZ8pJwKc1uSjF_uOjmtMPdIOcNplWtm0fpUwXLq49d3tqqu204VNcBxe0m0lnxtPy3L7TsQh8K_h5ebU6bTA_FIjlu1UfyrT7K_y9EHr3GVmON9szM_I7mefVvxmzxsjlZ1d5ODko/s1600/100_0944.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9DVHZ8pJwKc1uSjF_uOjmtMPdIOcNplWtm0fpUwXLq49d3tqqu204VNcBxe0m0lnxtPy3L7TsQh8K_h5ebU6bTA_FIjlu1UfyrT7K_y9EHr3GVmON9szM_I7mefVvxmzxsjlZ1d5ODko/s320/100_0944.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-45407914204493945112010-08-13T09:34:00.000-04:002010-08-13T09:34:55.984-04:00At A Snail's Pace<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi06wyX3w77pcn75cVr_FnsBUs6IakhHfvlHOqvopL6L1qDyVy3wstSo2cp47BW3YROm4mCsrcJVaKB1f4uFDNw-ggm6DuT0VW10UT-mbfeP0Vksr-e15GY4kszcDWyzi4Qpe0zZg3Ub5E/s1600/100_1655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi06wyX3w77pcn75cVr_FnsBUs6IakhHfvlHOqvopL6L1qDyVy3wstSo2cp47BW3YROm4mCsrcJVaKB1f4uFDNw-ggm6DuT0VW10UT-mbfeP0Vksr-e15GY4kszcDWyzi4Qpe0zZg3Ub5E/s320/100_1655.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">At a snail's pace is how I seem to of handled my blogging responsibilities. Sorry folks. Once I got so far behind it seemed like catching up was going to be impossible. But I am going to try my best. After chasing after the Little "Big" Guy all day. I have been using my free time to do, well everything else. Plus trying to do fun stuff with Sydney.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">This is Sydney's Lego "Gary". Even if you are unwilling to admit it I am sure you all know that Gary is SpongeBob Squarepants pet snail. I don't know where she comes up with these things, but I thought it was pretty darn creative.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hope everyone is having a great summer. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-46701864735935484782010-05-28T16:52:00.000-04:002010-05-28T16:52:11.581-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Happy Birthday Aunt Jackie!!!!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW8EpQDukXLO7JvaEQaNjxWU5lOvtdEPNF2cqn8mt_wwelZ2dewXayfahe_XpCOiakAw3BToPaCEMesHC-RTP52G9KfI5le7Fjrl6eFTFWuOQYn4kmoR6MOo6vJxiSZS3EFRjw_44QuMo/s1600/100_0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW8EpQDukXLO7JvaEQaNjxWU5lOvtdEPNF2cqn8mt_wwelZ2dewXayfahe_XpCOiakAw3BToPaCEMesHC-RTP52G9KfI5le7Fjrl6eFTFWuOQYn4kmoR6MOo6vJxiSZS3EFRjw_44QuMo/s320/100_0022.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">Hope you have a great day!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">We love you very much!</span></div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-71237280058994217902010-05-20T15:01:00.001-04:002010-05-20T16:40:08.892-04:00Not his favorite word<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">I am guessing "No" will never be the word of the day!</span></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQnrSLnX2QvupbXm1Yn_YrgvorT5DPXuE6UYcCK0ayKkZ9vdtcH1g2CGMVvSz_UAECAeBjEZha8gn5iGDyf1hz4A-0LsCx8nrqu8i9TRzF21evGZN1BBO4KwFXtmEC66VpOvTZ9EESAik/s1600/102_5240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQnrSLnX2QvupbXm1Yn_YrgvorT5DPXuE6UYcCK0ayKkZ9vdtcH1g2CGMVvSz_UAECAeBjEZha8gn5iGDyf1hz4A-0LsCx8nrqu8i9TRzF21evGZN1BBO4KwFXtmEC66VpOvTZ9EESAik/s320/102_5240.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center">This is what happened after I told him "No" for chewing on the coffee table. Well it happened after a few seconds of telling him anyway. </div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-48395767554671648862010-05-09T08:44:00.002-04:002010-05-09T08:48:50.978-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"Mother" is such a simple word,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">But to me there’s meaning seldom heard.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">For everything I am today,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">My mother’s love showed me the way</span>.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I’ll love my mother all my days,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">For enriching my life in so many ways.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She set me straight and then set me free,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">And that’s what the word "mother" means to me.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Thanks for being a wonderful mother, Mom!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Wishing all the moms and moms-to-be a terrific day!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-large;">Happy Mother's Day!</span></strong></div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-51903406683182165022010-05-08T22:53:00.000-04:002010-05-08T22:53:52.410-04:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY UNCLE AARON!!!!<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> That is the question Syd asked as we turned the corner to our house. My response being I don't know. We need to go find your Dad. As she went running to see who was at the house I waited for her to come back. She kept asking her Dad who was here his answer being the Easter Bunny left it. After a good bit of torture he finally admitted it was his.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">How do you like Steve's spaceship? (That is what my cousin Chris said it looked like.)</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Syd at the wheel. Heaven help us it will happen all too soon. She said she could drive now because she could reach the pedal with the seat up. UGH!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Anderson thought it was pretty funny.</div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">.</div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-84111227429764386642010-03-26T00:04:00.000-04:002010-03-26T00:04:59.344-04:00Getting into things<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Well we survived the tournament very well as you can see. The girls did a great job and won all of their games. They were pretty tired by the end of the day. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">All of the teams were made up of third & fourth grade girls. Let me say I learned alot that day. Now I am one who cheers & sometimes yells (never at anyone elses kid mostly defense & hands up) from the stands. (Go figure huh? Sorry it is in my nature I grew up with a Dad hollering at me to sacrifice my body while playing second base in the church softball league. Seriously, Dad grown men hitting the ball at me. What were you thinking?) These parents from the other schools were down right ruthless. Normally the one school has four teams well they combined all their good players for one "super" team. Those parents were actually banging the bleacher for foul shots. Hello People! They are in third & fourth grade. Our lucky girls had to play them twice. We did have some folks from our side start to bang in the championship game but our coach put an end to that quickly. Good for him. He told his team that they didn't need to do that to win. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I would like to say that I think there is something in the water in a couple of these towns their girls were huge. They were all taller than our tallest girl. When you are a head shorter than your opponent it gets a bit rough. Our girls were in there with the best of them. Lots of bumps & bruises but held their own.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A great thing happened that day though and I was so proud of our girls. The Dayton team has a girl who has Down's Syndrome I believe her name is "Evie" Well when she got the ball and yes her teammates passed it to her several times our girls backed away so she could try & do something with it. Well wouldn't you know it she dribbled halfway down the lane and lined up for a granny shot. And it went in!! That gym erupted into cheers & clapping. it was the most amazing feeling. I am so proud our girls have that kind of good sportsmanship. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-69736286887673532932010-03-09T16:27:00.000-05:002010-03-09T16:27:04.320-05:00Birthday/Slumber Party<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">We celebrated Sydney's 9th birthday with a sleepover. When she first asked my first response was "Have you lost your mind? Do you not realize how small our house is?" Well I guess I had 2 responses. Basically, I was in shock because she had never mentioned it before. Lucky for me I did not have to tell her no. My Uncle Lou & Aunt Sally were to be in Florida at the time and graciously let us use their home. </div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">So 4 giggly friends later, 1 little brother & 1 terrific Grandma (who hadn't been feeling well) the party was under way. Oh, did I mention 1 father who was ready to get the heck out of there?</div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Here is her cake. I decided that I would make my own icing and try to decorate it. Huge thanks to Elizabeth for sharing a recipe with me. She has made some awesome cakes. Well I had no plans on getting that fancy. at least I know I can do it. For my first attempt I got the icing a little soft. But with as tired as I was and as late as it was I was happy with it. </div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Everything was going great til some of them decided to get up at 6:30 am. I mean come on Anderson normally doesn't get up that early. I figured with them not going to sleep til 11:30 pm I would be good til at least 8:00 am. WRONG!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaYKqOQHBfgp277ccIHPWI0zwQCb1D-8-V9MvUYFT7l5CqeWX77S0s9gYrBARqUYD2F4VWc0sh2Plk6WeuDNwD-7H4ot9ZzZWNn6NVYN6BeN_uP6X7LwjazzXiksT2RqS_7c2vT1K7NNY/s1600-h/102_4933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaYKqOQHBfgp277ccIHPWI0zwQCb1D-8-V9MvUYFT7l5CqeWX77S0s9gYrBARqUYD2F4VWc0sh2Plk6WeuDNwD-7H4ot9ZzZWNn6NVYN6BeN_uP6X7LwjazzXiksT2RqS_7c2vT1K7NNY/s320/102_4933.JPG" vt="true" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">The gang is all here!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Actually we are almost at the end of the season. She is really enjoying it. I think she would play entire game if she could. The girls are even running & shooting hoops at halftime. You think they would be tired they run ALOT! Her team is made up of third & fourth grade girls. The coach does a really good job of making sure they all play. Sydney has decided she like defense the best because her ball handling skills are not that great. Hopefully, Steve and her will work on that this summer. Right now she doesn't have alot of arm strength. She actually was practicing foul shots before a game and managed to hit 2 of her teammates right on top of the head. Those were consecutive shots by the way. <br />
She has played against some girls that are quite a bit taller than her. She is not afraid to go after them though. They even played in the fifth grade tournament last weekend. It didn't go so well for them. The other girls were huge, but her team kept the score pretty close.</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg69CHG95WRhTvQqfKace6KBcCtcvAjqKDH0aF30Rn_qTtmGbPRqKuYuiSqonTQYk6FnYt2WtEJZ1eHkPtHBXrEKZhYFMf3EJpWMuN-MnBE3eV0-qn5ii8CwlCZ2hp_r9f5U92fnpRLU4Q/s1600-h/102_4791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg69CHG95WRhTvQqfKace6KBcCtcvAjqKDH0aF30Rn_qTtmGbPRqKuYuiSqonTQYk6FnYt2WtEJZ1eHkPtHBXrEKZhYFMf3EJpWMuN-MnBE3eV0-qn5ii8CwlCZ2hp_r9f5U92fnpRLU4Q/s320/102_4791.JPG" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">On the move again.</div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">This was at the end of the game where she got her first basket. YEAH!!! Unfortunatlely Steve had to work & missed it.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Our tournament is in a couple of weeks so that should be interesting. Go Spartans!</div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-18813962821568071542010-02-14T17:08:00.000-05:002010-02-14T17:08:34.544-05:00Snow Event #1<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">At the beginning of the month we got about 18inches of snow at our house within 24 hours. This started a week off school for the kids when another snow came between Tuesday & Wednesday (more photos to follow). So I figured I would take Anderson out for his first major snow fall & get some photos. Of course Steve being at work this proved to be harder than I thought. With so much I couldn't just set him in the snow as I would lose him. Lucky for me his big sister loves to help with him. Until she gets snow down in her boots that is. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sydney with her new MP3 player from Grandma Terry & Roger. I don't even have my own yet. Aunt Jackie & Uncle Aaron got her speakers so she could play it in her room.<br />
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This is the first Anderson will get to meet her. They have alot of catching up to do. Can't wait for all the laughs we will share!!<br /><br /></div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-41118982227447986892009-12-22T13:50:00.002-05:002009-12-22T13:57:01.337-05:00Hello Again!<div align="center">Once again I will apologize for my lack of posting. But with the laptop not working well going to another floor to blog with a baby makes it difficult. Especially now that he tries to bang on the keyboard. He has been growing like crazy & doing lots of different things. Syd is doing really well in school. She has been doing basketball now for about a month. Her first game is after the first of the year should be really interesting. Anderson loves going to practice & watch everyone run around. He even tries to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">yell</span> out to them. Syd is very excited for Christmas as it is just a couple of days ahead. Today at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">school</span> they were going to watch The Polar Express which they do every year. tomorrow she has her party. Not <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">alot</span> of learning going on this week. </div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-43489599748917563522009-11-26T09:31:00.004-05:002009-11-26T09:40:48.878-05:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Happy Thanksgiving!!!</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#FF6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Hope everyone has a great day!!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#FF6600;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQQDfIm5FH0dqMoHs3kVfgfFCn9tRhmuKQrUGzx98ASMSpPjxMPY7UQZg9NnmSGLOBA6O9BLej9kf9DdNR6qZLg0E_pgs3O36YV0zh3cshb8X496IO6Iu1yIzG5dGXq3TjungjcUKLpdw/s320/100_4608.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408421769796429842" /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#FF6600;">The turkeys Syd & I made for the table.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-8764248149171787142009-11-14T16:01:00.003-05:002009-11-14T16:14:38.877-05:00Halloween<div style="text-align: center;">Sorry it has been awhile since I have posted. I was having trouble with my picture card. Lucky for me Steve fixed my problem. So back in time we go to Halloween. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sydney went as a robot. Steve & her had actually made her costume over the summer for vacation bible school. Anderson went as a dragon courtesy of his Aunt Jackie. He was very cute but not exactly the happy camper he usually was. He was not feeling well that day. Lucky for me his big sister was pretty awesome & was okay with only trick or treating for an hour. See Sydney is not much for the candy she just wants to trick or treat. Most of it we go through and if we won't eat it she throws it away. We actually can leave it out on the counter & she doesn't touch it. I think she still has peanut butter cups left over and those are her favorites.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Well with the dreadful weather we had for Halloween we ventured out for the local parade & trick or treating. Since it was raining they cancelled the actual parade & judged costumes from inside the fire hall. They have about 5 different categories to choose from. Each kid stands under which one they think their costume fits into. Well Sydney went for Most Original costume. She actually cam in third place & won ten dollars. She was very excited for her win. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgsrDM5-w5LuU00WBTMnXOLLGw7Nq2L6-xOyFjJhTiMzWk4ckGTIvmVoXJxnA5Xd4T8dfolkM3pHBKW96ioWctDDpbj7oFcRPV4X7ul68MCFN3UKYhX_530DidfJG3r9w0JqqyJVnkwiE/s320/100_4493.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404067847219076706" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mrs. Roboto</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeP49IJQ70Hy2FXU2HhKfBG4TbYSSpSfEqlLy-t2CvirkHd4LGkmubhwmJTrDDAY18ari4ywJi7KESAZmgBa9YeinafHTZiSNHXs4upKJuthBlpkOClvYAuDGbco9ukmGoZpCr3OOirEU/s320/100_4482.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404067845641074978" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Our happy little dragon.</div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-76631656598268459092009-10-28T08:48:00.008-04:002009-10-28T09:44:23.830-04:00Visiting Family<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWb8oWAG_VzEVn7a1Ml7fEHYEsCSui9c2o0twqfu4-iwvCXvgZqVpcFElcZZciIlFUFZ0jkmDcmeYuhN-2C5GUBnJwcW7quMotusoDKRG9pYPDu5DfAWflDPoug35TcgdFSMmcw6HD3HQ/s1600-h/100_4390.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/AVvXsEjWb8oWAG_VzEVn7a1Ml7fEHYEsCSui9c2o0twqfu4-iwvCXvgZqVpcFElcZZciIlFUFZ0jkmDcmeYuhN-2C5GUBnJwcW7quMotusoDKRG9pYPDu5DfAWflDPoug35TcgdFSMmcw6HD3HQ/s320/100_4390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397643055620020690" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Sydney, Jasmine, Anderson, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">MomMom</span>, Mason, & Madison</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">This past weekend the kids and I packed up to go visit family at Alicia & <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">MomMom</span> houses. The car trip was about four hours so it was Anderson's longest car ride to date. Thank goodness both kids travel well. He slept most of the way and she of course asked questions most of the way. She was pretty excited about seeing Jasmine and Madison so sleeping was not an option for her. Of course rain was our travel partner for a majority of the trip. Sydney did spot some wind turbines on the way down. She actually scared me when she was trying to point them out. I thought something was wrong.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This was the first time for us to see Alicia and Steve's baby Mason and the first everyone had seen Anderson. Friday night was spent mostly catching up and feeding babies. Also wondering what the girls were doing that was making so much noise. And if they were asleep yet.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpfgpPDALYSwXWw73P-E2G72p9_awDkE-JkfewO30ngk5BeO7x2VBr36yUZeSUPYqoHKi4bELmJA2zZq__Qh6Vv9i5nE0wzICqRuknTLBy0v5FCKY25F0OBR4eTn8uNbzRYdJN8C-sak0/s320/100_4334.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397639210644448722" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Mason Ray Fowler</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIUoHpSdgNJPCbHvYmsTdcUxMahiM0C-3cvZPCNmfq3u-CgJ3dpboEX1e7HoIDHhEt1UYi7mEYBGVoGhn_vQNt5s264SL60EnpfAPd1-3epvXLdZGNy-_QlPduDmNA0IHoVnPiJqEVa3s/s320/100_4354.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397639193305805266" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Anderson & Mason marching together.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZJoYAjJDKDDZfHog1C0qHa0JR04uDjMiIu8B9Lp9uB1vO-J0rmZHYUnQ4OwDZFwJ5dMBF8HbfbxU3zwGA4iOeED2QKBWoER5cpFY7JCm2aaRD2_yUSu0Qo0XH5aozST9fXDUh1Qsr8eg/s320/100_4355.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397641983850567186" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Can you believe we have to do this? These people are CRAZY!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidlellLr9RtMN6_AFts8HGuDxxKjEEALtXakTCj5i9uWhwoCF2ZRyJ35wWwaIgeGB4rkCjpv0B6HtgCSmWfMQIdIMD9PPyrPsOKwwjuX8KoBwWuUZ-Kmnu1X0B2l3rgN89O96lZSunn4Y/s320/100_4377.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397639205677809922" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">AWWWWWW</span>!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">On Saturday Anderson and I went down to MD. Sydney stayed in York with Steve and the girls. They had a whole day of fun planned. Poor Steve! First they went to Madison's soccer game. Then later they were suppose to go to Hershey Park to trick or treat. Well of course the weather made this impossible. Luckily they hadn't paid to get in yet. Of course the girls were bummed out until they heard mention of Chuck E Cheese and roller skating. From what I heard from Steve, Sydney quickly caught on and was zipping around in no time. The rink looked really nice they even had a separate part for beginner skaters. A huge thanks to Steve for letting Sydney tag along and being so nice to her. She had a blast!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sunday was spent with a little more visiting, a good breakfast, a little shopping and lots of driving. Our trip home was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">alot</span> nicer. This time Syd slept almost all the way home. We did try to find the wind turbines again unfortunately I couldn't get as good a picture. There was a bunch of them it was neat to see.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0IfZDjPsFUidBfH2EiE6pJm4hoHRK8PMQgszNnRKtHNv3GR3IJMpTBlSXUdnR88Nfif-BBmkPTsJReSdJKq2Ni8EmBwVqEW7vC0kpbk1pWYAApOMu1Y8zOM-Q9j5pxniNcFFkyXzHaPg/s320/100_4403.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397641981993125602" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Some of the wind turbines we saw.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRgjDKCed8a9SJF52toArQrz5nZg9hPUlRGgj2b_LjOJ5WUPVZ3mBVfRJkQVqzR1Wj9hJNW49CNTMGMjSmBxQqBUJhXF6wmGw8XPwWVUP5ClmawnnqNbgBGDeXWrjg61md_I5i4OVTWfQ/s320/100_4398.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397639201400815602" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Beautiful fall colors.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks to everyone we had a really great time. It was really nice to see everyone.</div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-9553619126958266442009-10-21T21:28:00.000-04:002009-10-23T11:13:22.662-04:00Day With Friends<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Pumpkinland</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;color:#FF6600;"><b><br /></b></span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvNhuY9MxcpUvUFIX9aD8mY7WOQzDaEGnlgltb9eJt0-SH_9gyHJCwXZWetX6-LsxjO_Hxe4Kfp1znCv5yQi8Va0zEjdKbXzmolo9KufmfbGrOJgJGiipjRuvxecmj2L-w0YqSs4GC9Tc/s320/100_4263.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395811408549401682" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;color:#FF6600;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:arial;">On Saturday the kids & I ventured to the other side of Pittsburgh to visit my friends Bob & Kenny. They are friends I have met while showing dogs and have been like uncles to Syd since moving here. Bob has been wanting to take Sydney to Pumpkinland for weeks now.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">When we pulled in we were surprised. There was so much to do we did not know where to start. Since it was really Syd's day we let her choose our route. First, was the petting zoo to see the goats, a calf, baby pigs, chickens, and bunnies. </span></b></span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBtRukS1RbbhjEurg4_OQF2i4TgpnNfEQZqvXOUGjdqZiGUI0ymfiafU8QAU16jWI5C0ozhIajIe35yeMfx0IVLIzNhVuW3hjDmA9-sc0RpyRkXE5XNYHeRUdCG0HxlPodrSdMMIPuv6c/s320/100_4249.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395811400258627474" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Then we were off for Anderson's first hayride and to see the pumpkin patch.</span></b></span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXD5Ukinp8IXa208wDyWtwl7x5SBdvlUDzVTB3IRp-PqXEpJoPYhpTOBbD0PxA1Mv7EPx1ePqcJjUrKKlj7-_DdRAlh2_EhlAgrkHRXxac6Io5xMl0mom0_6MpiLhKajyWZy9BoYBd-qY/s320/100_4251.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395812690657280370" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHjD6ddwcIrAE5t5LyElWBHyLqxxQ9YZLgOjym_5hH_VnuBNO9eN3qUYoacQCxjCZKGXkuBMWfApT1klABgk79OK0UrQBY6W7oOheIJgKRxkLvhFIPDQL802bE2Py_k69XQEYAyoRM-vU/s320/100_4262.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395807265844815266" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">After carrying him around the pumpkin patch I was glad to get back on the hayride for a rest. Next we were off to the corn maze. It was alot of fun & pretty long. With Syd leading the way we were able to find our way out. We finally convinced her to get in line for a horse ride and that the line was not going to get any shorter.Then off for face painting, painting pumpkins, swings & walking through the country store. It was quite a busy day we were all tired!</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTKXWdLklbrzkpQexvUcl8fS6qW0AIiUhYJO-asyJBJyDQocBIgiz-9bb0jNLI0_M6V6SPTNjr_HsMIkoh6do5tJ6psPMLuIKcXOs798LCy02RmNYWInT_IKGLUwivTHjeLSwfovBA_lY/s320/100_4281.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395807278077690050" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>Going through the corn maze</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b>Thankfully the weather was wonderful. When we left the</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b> house it was rainy & gloomy. Syd was very concerned the whole way til Bob called & said It was not raining there.</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaDFpfB7tQqsxNh6FMxEL90k_RjEkheMlbyI5tODkROvneABwkRoJUJi7FSZ1LAKgSsdhKe3W-Ws9nscBhNrFg7WO4k89PNt63TZqisRKJfMl2IZJ25eDv6lhmeCtEH7vOLNha3Ja7tio/s320/100_4301.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395811396811623458" /></div>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6112178554719041190.post-70660587979184801712009-10-13T22:37:00.006-04:002009-10-14T13:04:19.373-04:004 Month Checkup<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhekoVfjYikIWRzl39dPsZyPrQrhyphenhyphen_iDh0j84cjQv-oMZHrn2HZGx2beamT1GLNJIFKfy7tSOMbslFNgAQDraXgFp_3eZTJ0-Iy68eYX5fhQTvFvl8ZOwlbyehEFOiBiTLcZZAiVLsR71A/s1600-h/100_4253.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/AVvXsEhekoVfjYikIWRzl39dPsZyPrQrhyphenhyphen_iDh0j84cjQv-oMZHrn2HZGx2beamT1GLNJIFKfy7tSOMbslFNgAQDraXgFp_3eZTJ0-Iy68eYX5fhQTvFvl8ZOwlbyehEFOiBiTLcZZAiVLsR71A/s320/100_4253.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392496268909296914" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Tuesday Steve & I took Anderson for his four month checkup. Lucky for me Steve was off & got to go also. Everything went really well Anderson thought the doctor was pretty funny while his was getting his exam. He did not think the shots were so great but stopped crying as soon as I picked him up.<br /><br />Well the big news literally is that Anderson weighs 19lbs & 4 oz. And he is almost 28" long.<br /><br />Alot of our visit was spent discussing Anderson's future menus. When we should start solids, how long he eats each thing & what to watch for incase one doesn't agree with him. After learning he was where he should be for his age we left for the store. We picked up a variety of veggies & fruits for him to try. He is suppose to eat one for 4 days & it was at our discretion which ones we give him.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Well Sydney decided his first meal should be sweet potatoes. Although she will not eat them she was going to make her brother eat them. Amazingly enough he was not too bad for his first solids. He seemed to enjoy them and when he thought I wasn't going fast enough got a little mad at me. We really didn't even get a nasty faces. We hope all the others go just as well.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is a little video. Sydney is taking it so it is not the greatest. Volume is not really needed unless you want to hear Steve talk about what was in the baby food. So please forgive my family for talking! </div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzy6qmr6Y6grQYA6o59e_Wt8R9PAHA1aoy-l4WRzbE0vSnSK0521hcP8P1vGVOFXNkeE2HpNY09_xlYJMVyAQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Nickiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07075612500070429526noreply@blogger.com0