<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681</id><updated>2012-02-18T10:32:47.888-08:00</updated><category term='facebook'/><category term='ingrid michaelson'/><category term='reading'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='breakfast'/><category term='food'/><category term='tired'/><category term='books'/><category term='God'/><category term='family'/><category term='struggles'/><category term='age'/><category term='kids books'/><category term='super heros'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='mothering'/><category term='wine'/><category term='fall'/><category term='love'/><category term='honesty'/><category term='libraries'/><category term='meal time'/><category term='life'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>blazing spirits</title><subtitle type='html'>living. learning. hoping. trusting. loving.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-5880485833379792902</id><published>2012-02-13T09:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T10:22:39.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='struggles'/><title type='text'>when so much is going on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJxzPKJYCkM/TzlUUpQq0zI/AAAAAAAAAQA/NSpG-kXVBnU/s1600/DSC02795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJxzPKJYCkM/TzlUUpQq0zI/AAAAAAAAAQA/NSpG-kXVBnU/s400/DSC02795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708686716318700338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you do when so much is going on that ....well, i don't even know how to finish that sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me put it another way; do you find it easier, or more difficult to support others (family, friends) when you are going through things your self?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just spent the weekend with a dear friend who's family is going through a very difficult time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are as well, but in a totally different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a really amazing weekend for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so supported, but it was in the chance to serve another that i was able to be at peace with our situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me just clarify that it was not a "misery loves company" sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;it was that in the distraction of service i was able to see my own situation for what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God speaks to us all in different ways. Yesterday i encountered Him at mass, in the Eucharist. but the night before it had been on my couch, nursing my baby beside a friend, as she nursed hers.  It is in the dirty dishes, the mess of diapers, the broken heart of a friend, when things seem so overwhelming, God speaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you listening today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more importantly, are you responding?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-5880485833379792902?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/5880485833379792902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=5880485833379792902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/5880485833379792902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/5880485833379792902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2012/02/when-so-much-is-going-on.html' title='when so much is going on'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJxzPKJYCkM/TzlUUpQq0zI/AAAAAAAAAQA/NSpG-kXVBnU/s72-c/DSC02795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-9101341458920773984</id><published>2012-02-08T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T17:28:41.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>because</title><content type='html'>because i have sons...there is always lego on my kitchen counter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have sons...i am well versed in all things star wars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have sons...i get called mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have sons...there is always arnica near by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have sons...all i need to do is say the word "fart" to get someone to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have sons...i am humbled every day by the souls God has entrusted to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have daughters...i have to answer the same question more than once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have daughters...i get to buy pink sparkly shoes in size adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have daughters...i hear the words "i hope i can do that someday" as i tandem nurse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have daughters...there is always someone willing to dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have daughters...i remember the joy of being a little girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have daughters...i am humbled every day by the souls God has entrusted to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TigQyjgrgCk/TzMhKSNqzKI/AAAAAAAAAP0/zP8KRTdf9AE/s1600/IMG_5140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TigQyjgrgCk/TzMhKSNqzKI/AAAAAAAAAP0/zP8KRTdf9AE/s400/IMG_5140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706941613380127906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-9101341458920773984?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/9101341458920773984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=9101341458920773984' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/9101341458920773984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/9101341458920773984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2012/02/because.html' title='because'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TigQyjgrgCk/TzMhKSNqzKI/AAAAAAAAAP0/zP8KRTdf9AE/s72-c/IMG_5140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-6660714807840659631</id><published>2012-02-03T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T09:05:05.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQHtvWRVlFU/TywR97p6fLI/AAAAAAAAAPo/giuaMV2ZDXQ/s1600/DSC05281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQHtvWRVlFU/TywR97p6fLI/AAAAAAAAAPo/giuaMV2ZDXQ/s400/DSC05281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704954583654759602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment.  A moment I want to pause, savour and remember.&lt;br /&gt;Visit&lt;a href="http://www.soulemama.com/"&gt; Soulemama&lt;/a&gt; to see more moments, and to share a link to your own!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-6660714807840659631?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/6660714807840659631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=6660714807840659631' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/6660714807840659631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/6660714807840659631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2012/02/this-moment.html' title='this moment'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQHtvWRVlFU/TywR97p6fLI/AAAAAAAAAPo/giuaMV2ZDXQ/s72-c/DSC05281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-8541782800338758549</id><published>2012-01-31T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T18:08:48.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beating winter blues part 2</title><content type='html'>the snow is coming down,&lt;br /&gt;today we didn't really see the sun&lt;br /&gt;but we are still on a mission to make the best of our indoor days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wanted to touch on excersise.&lt;br /&gt;how can you get a work out when you can't go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one word for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, that is it. that is all.&lt;br /&gt;it is so simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part is anyone can do it, and if you are trying to find a way to work out at home dancing  this is the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;it is so versitile. &lt;br /&gt;it can be done anytime, anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;no time to excersise?&lt;br /&gt;you can do other things while you dance (fold laundry, cook dinner, sweep floor).&lt;br /&gt;if you are at home no one is watching, except maybe your kids, but they will LOVE to dance with you, ESPECIALLY if you are no good and they can teach you a thing or two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a baby? great! put them in your favorite carrier and go for it! it is a double work out if you can dance with a baby on your hip, or your back, or your front. &lt;br /&gt;I usually have at least one strapped to me, someone hanging off my leg, someone holding my hand and someone teaching me their newest break dancing move! &lt;br /&gt;do I work up a sweat? you bet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, that just leaves the music. good dancing music is essential to a good work out. make a great play list and a half an hour has passed before you know it! &lt;br /&gt;some suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;sure!&lt;br /&gt;I got caught folding the laundry today to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iZ9vkd7Rp-g"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we put &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kF6zS3rK2Cg&amp;feature=related"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; on to clean up after lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wimp.com/grandpashuffling/"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt; has inspired my whole family to shuffle through the day&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Wl_SRx2IF4&amp;feature=related"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; my daughter and I have choreographed our own dance to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working out does NOT have to be boring! &lt;br /&gt;just KEEP MOVING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g52wC0mBxDA/TyieTZj6r8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/jXK5hBhN-EA/s1600/IMG_5173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g52wC0mBxDA/TyieTZj6r8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/jXK5hBhN-EA/s400/IMG_5173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703982984180969410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hh6_vU2Zse8/TyianB4lMNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ixBuN-mZiN8/s1600/DSC05349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hh6_vU2Zse8/TyianB4lMNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ixBuN-mZiN8/s400/DSC05349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703978923376062674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-8541782800338758549?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/8541782800338758549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=8541782800338758549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/8541782800338758549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/8541782800338758549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2012/01/beating-winter-blues-part-2.html' title='beating winter blues part 2'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g52wC0mBxDA/TyieTZj6r8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/jXK5hBhN-EA/s72-c/IMG_5173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-8448331166515522224</id><published>2012-01-27T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T12:13:25.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beating winter blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQwC4_Up4sk/TyL-1i2raEI/AAAAAAAAANc/Bka7qJqWQvM/s1600/DSC05368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQwC4_Up4sk/TyL-1i2raEI/AAAAAAAAANc/Bka7qJqWQvM/s400/DSC05368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702400274047133762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdrtO-57gUg/TyMC92qS9aI/AAAAAAAAAPE/jqYEdjXGxhs/s1600/DSC05358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hdrtO-57gUg/TyMC92qS9aI/AAAAAAAAAPE/jqYEdjXGxhs/s400/DSC05358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702404814849373602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srjyOdmuRwk/TyMBvCAyuBI/AAAAAAAAAOs/7iDMTtVYW5A/s1600/DSC05355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srjyOdmuRwk/TyMBvCAyuBI/AAAAAAAAAOs/7iDMTtVYW5A/s400/DSC05355.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702403460686854162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DH-3_sNXwDo/TyMBuSoORXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/p2zE7vFQM98/s1600/DSC05354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DH-3_sNXwDo/TyMBuSoORXI/AAAAAAAAAOk/p2zE7vFQM98/s400/DSC05354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702403447967335794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you do on a day when the weather (hello freezing rain!) keeps you from going out as planned to see friends, and when it isn't even that nice  fluffy stuff keeping you home, so going outside to play isn't really an option either (no broken bones for me thanks).....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring Spring Early of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to a wonderful friend giving us some fabulous window crayons we were able to bring a little spring into the house.&lt;br /&gt;the gorgeous "new life" over lapping the bare trees and piles of white snow is like a little day dream!&lt;br /&gt;hope you are finding something fun to do today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVNqth7sz3E/TyMBtvKsTzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ULSD5OBzEeY/s1600/DSC05353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVNqth7sz3E/TyMBtvKsTzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ULSD5OBzEeY/s400/DSC05353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702403438448234290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SaR47GOm7Lo/TyMBtb_6K3I/AAAAAAAAAOI/cbcle7ebMts/s1600/DSC05351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SaR47GOm7Lo/TyMBtb_6K3I/AAAAAAAAAOI/cbcle7ebMts/s400/DSC05351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702403433302731634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WPnNPrpJC1w/TyMBvouHXlI/AAAAAAAAAO8/J_29N2rq6BQ/s1600/DSC05365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WPnNPrpJC1w/TyMBvouHXlI/AAAAAAAAAO8/J_29N2rq6BQ/s400/DSC05365.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702403471077498450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5B3DUa7vDZs/TyL-2pKBc8I/AAAAAAAAAN0/-LboEoiRi8U/s1600/DSC05385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5B3DUa7vDZs/TyL-2pKBc8I/AAAAAAAAAN0/-LboEoiRi8U/s400/DSC05385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702400292918752194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v16Sf0eNeoQ/TyL-2XBF_-I/AAAAAAAAANk/Z6zApUIDeLI/s1600/DSC05380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v16Sf0eNeoQ/TyL-2XBF_-I/AAAAAAAAANk/Z6zApUIDeLI/s400/DSC05380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702400288049463266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aoI5ojMClcY/TyL-1IdXIgI/AAAAAAAAANM/vwOy_YOkcOQ/s1600/DSC05366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aoI5ojMClcY/TyL-1IdXIgI/AAAAAAAAANM/vwOy_YOkcOQ/s400/DSC05366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702400266961625602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBeum_jX5kY/TyL-3TEkbRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qoVXsc31tns/s1600/DSC05387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GBeum_jX5kY/TyL-3TEkbRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/qoVXsc31tns/s400/DSC05387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702400304170167570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-8448331166515522224?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/8448331166515522224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=8448331166515522224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/8448331166515522224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/8448331166515522224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2012/01/beating-winter-blues.html' title='beating winter blues'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQwC4_Up4sk/TyL-1i2raEI/AAAAAAAAANc/Bka7qJqWQvM/s72-c/DSC05368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-6953705537977555672</id><published>2012-01-26T10:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T05:59:14.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wondering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzQwfL9I_Mo/TyGbwuvvb7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/ixxmGUjfymo/s1600/DSC04507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzQwfL9I_Mo/TyGbwuvvb7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/ixxmGUjfymo/s400/DSC04507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702009864712056754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is most important and valuable about the home as a base for children's&lt;br /&gt;growth into the world is not that it is a better school than the schools,&lt;br /&gt;but that it isn't a school at all. - John Holt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home schooling&lt;br /&gt;unschooling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish there was a better term for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to include the word "school" means it will always be compared.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to compare what we do to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are living.&lt;br /&gt;home learning....still doesn't work...aren't we always learning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend of mine has said they are doing "organic domestic education"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-6953705537977555672?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/6953705537977555672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=6953705537977555672' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/6953705537977555672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/6953705537977555672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2012/01/wondering.html' title='wondering'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzQwfL9I_Mo/TyGbwuvvb7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/ixxmGUjfymo/s72-c/DSC04507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-51532153103924514</id><published>2012-01-20T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T14:57:46.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the new year</title><content type='html'>the year is still young enough to be doing a new year post right...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few things have been on my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*learning...all the time...letting children be children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*great friends, the kind that you can share anything with, the kind that help you work through your "stuff" and let you laugh along the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*talented sisters, I have many of them (check out Silken wrapped in the most gorgeous blanket from her amazing auntie! - below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*reading, wishing i had more time for it and making time for it (enjoying a book club with my mother-in-law and her friends!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*food, making and enjoying nourishing, real food ( my new years resolution was to make sourdough starter and bread - done and done! and it is yummy!)check out my first bear roast below, with apples and garlic, it was delish! praise God for generous friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sleeping habits, &lt;a href="http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/freedom-learn/201110/why-young-children-protest-bedtime-story-evolutionary-mismatch"&gt;bed time&lt;/a&gt;, the family bed - and what it all means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*winter. some days i go out....some days i stay in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012, welcome~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFHv2AKZiRs/TxnvZgx2IJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/5uCUtD2EJeI/s1600/IMG_5180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFHv2AKZiRs/TxnvZgx2IJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/5uCUtD2EJeI/s400/IMG_5180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699850024988844178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BoPB4rLHIrA/TxnwRH6x-LI/AAAAAAAAAMo/VgJJu93y2qs/s1600/IMG_5018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BoPB4rLHIrA/TxnwRH6x-LI/AAAAAAAAAMo/VgJJu93y2qs/s400/IMG_5018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699850980388108466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-51532153103924514?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/51532153103924514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=51532153103924514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/51532153103924514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/51532153103924514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year.html' title='the new year'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFHv2AKZiRs/TxnvZgx2IJI/AAAAAAAAAMc/5uCUtD2EJeI/s72-c/IMG_5180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-9038111891413017279</id><published>2011-11-22T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T20:21:00.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a weekend of art</title><content type='html'>this past weekend the kids attended a stage production of Aladdin with their dad. I didn't go, staying back with the little ones, but it is still the main topic of conversation in our house 4 days later. It was a children's cast and we knew  8 children (all home schooled)in the play. The kids have been singing the songs and recounting the evening over and over.&lt;br /&gt;what a thrill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little red head said that it was "the best play I have ever seen, 'cause it's the only play I have ever seen", quite impressing himself with his own wit(speaking of wit, don't ever ask your children to "clear the table into the dishwasher" lest you be challenged by your 9 year old- "wow, that's going to be hard...how do you think we can fit the table in there mom?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the art-filled weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were also entertained by a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steampunk"&gt;steam punk&lt;/a&gt; art exhibit put on by a 15 year old home schooler. We didn't know this boy at all. His mother advertised on a homeschooling forum i am on that all were welcome to come and it seemed like a neat idea. We were expecting some paintings hung in a garage or some such thing - well, let me tell you...this talented young man had transformed his family's garage into a world! a hallway led us past a full wall mural of a Victorian street scene and we came around the corner into a laboratory full of candles illuminating sketches, bones, bugs, birds and beakers (that alliteration was unintended). nothing was grotesque or creepy, this wasn't a halloween haunted house, but rather a chance to go back in time, and to imagine. As we left the lab we found ourselves back out side where the artist had posted photos of the process and was waiting, leaning on a picnic table, to say hello and answer our questions. He explained that most of the wood was salvaged from skids and the walls built with old election signs. He was approachable and pleasant. Not at all a horribly awkward "home schooler". oh, and a red head to boot! we thanked him for sharing his talent with us and after a quick photo by the exit got our kids out of the cold. It was a great night. I loved that he had worked so hard, had such a creative vision, and had been given the time and support to pull it all off!&lt;br /&gt;Yay for homeschooling/unschooling families.&lt;br /&gt;and yay for the performing and visual arts! how they enrich our world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P8Eo3FKNDWE/Tsx0f1H-ATI/AAAAAAAAALE/Le2mdrEtJMM/s1600/IMG00017-20111120-1641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P8Eo3FKNDWE/Tsx0f1H-ATI/AAAAAAAAALE/Le2mdrEtJMM/s400/IMG00017-20111120-1641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678041320392622386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-9038111891413017279?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/9038111891413017279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=9038111891413017279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/9038111891413017279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/9038111891413017279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2011/11/weekend-of-art.html' title='a weekend of art'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P8Eo3FKNDWE/Tsx0f1H-ATI/AAAAAAAAALE/Le2mdrEtJMM/s72-c/IMG00017-20111120-1641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-619518923504647807</id><published>2011-11-15T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T21:13:16.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>outside</title><content type='html'>today was one of those days...&lt;br /&gt; the weather has been amazing (for November) and I knew I should be outside. &lt;br /&gt;the kids spent a lot of time outside soaking up the incredible fall day, the gorgeous sun...&lt;br /&gt; but I kept making excuses for not heading out.&lt;br /&gt; even when they had lunch outside, I didn't join them. I felt I had too much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, once my love was home from work, I knew it was my last chance, the sun was going down - fast!&lt;br /&gt; so I slipped on my shoes and headed out. &lt;br /&gt;my sweet girl joined me, and I am so glad she did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked to the end of the street, not far, but just far enough to breath in the fresh air and get the restlessness out of my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, what a gift! at the end of the street where it becomes forrest was a gang of turkeys. &lt;br /&gt;16 wild turkeys.&lt;br /&gt; it was gorgeous! &lt;br /&gt;This wasn't the first time we have seen them, they have wandered on to our property before, but it was the first time we got so close.&lt;br /&gt;of course they didn't like us there nearly as much as we liked them, so it wasn't long before they gobbled off into the woods in a big long row. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun was warm on my face. We walked back holding hands, she and I.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I forced my self outside today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-619518923504647807?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/619518923504647807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=619518923504647807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/619518923504647807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/619518923504647807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2011/11/today-was-one-of-those-days.html' title='outside'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-1989337350846061783</id><published>2011-08-14T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T09:27:18.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some thoughts on parenting</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;  color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Fight all error, but do it with good humor, patience, kindness, and love. Harshness will damage your own soul and spoil the best cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- St John of Kanty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this quote rang so true to me today...my children are my treasure...but i am human...often weak. and i have been known (*ahem*) to not be patient, kind or loving at times...this quote from St. John of Kanty reminded me that even good intentions in our parenting can go askew when presented with harshness. a harsh word...an unkind look...they don't hear the message...but they do learn to be harsh, with each other, with me...&lt;br /&gt;praise God that i have a husband who loves the Lord, fears the Lord, and knows me...so well. he is so strong, so loving. helps me to stay balanced...helps me to know that i am loved, and only through loving do we properly teach and guide our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mpv9M3jz1Cw/Tkf1fYtR1uI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nmFQvcr3GKM/s1600/DSC03911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mpv9M3jz1Cw/Tkf1fYtR1uI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nmFQvcr3GKM/s400/DSC03911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640746977861949154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for life around here...things are well. the baby is unbelievably gorgeous and getting wonderfully chubby!&lt;br /&gt;we had a fantastic and challenging week away at a family retreat.&lt;br /&gt;now that we are home we have a lot of thinking, talking, and praying to do to process all that we heard and to continue to build our family in Christ.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-1989337350846061783?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/1989337350846061783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=1989337350846061783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1989337350846061783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1989337350846061783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2011/08/some-thoughts-on-parenting.html' title='some thoughts on parenting'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mpv9M3jz1Cw/Tkf1fYtR1uI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nmFQvcr3GKM/s72-c/DSC03911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-8017572699570180161</id><published>2011-08-05T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T10:19:34.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this moment</title><content type='html'>{this moment} - A Friday ritual from&lt;a href="http://www.soulemama.com/"&gt; SouleMama&lt;/a&gt;. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QBM5R4BM4JE/TjwlPWZY-uI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8qnJot4-tpw/s1600/DSC04015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QBM5R4BM4JE/TjwlPWZY-uI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8qnJot4-tpw/s400/DSC04015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637421779201358562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-8017572699570180161?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/8017572699570180161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=8017572699570180161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/8017572699570180161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/8017572699570180161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-moment.html' title='this moment'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QBM5R4BM4JE/TjwlPWZY-uI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8qnJot4-tpw/s72-c/DSC04015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-7528810829528807017</id><published>2011-08-02T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T19:49:05.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it is august</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_JUEu5oXmTY/TjnfgbKza-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/X9NHm1q9vvA/s1600/DSC03972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_JUEu5oXmTY/TjnfgbKza-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/X9NHm1q9vvA/s400/DSC03972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636782156772764642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july was one of the longest months of my life, and yet, now that it is over it seems to have flown by.&lt;br /&gt;we had Silken baptized last week. at a week old she was our youngest to be baptised. usually it is somewhere around 6 weeks. but it just worked out this way and came together easily, so we just went with it.&lt;br /&gt;thursday was full of preparation and visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we enjoyed a beautiful hour with our dear friends from pembroke. with 4 girls in their family cakie was always in heaven at their house. now that she has joined the "sister club" she was excited to introduce Silken to her friends. Silken was given a beautiful dress to match her adorable soon-to-be-best-friend Little S.&lt;br /&gt;I would love to post a photo but I haven't cleared it will Little S's mom...so I will stick to only putting my own babies on the internet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day a bunch of my family showed up and we all enjoyed a chaotic pizza dinner before heading to the church.&lt;br /&gt;it was a lovely baptism. Cakie and Daniel read the readings and there were plenty of children to make the whole evening "lively" ! and Jesus said "Let the little children come to me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister and Darryl's brother are the Godparents, and we know that Silken will be so blessed to have them share this important role in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M1kkeO7dkcs/Tj34i4xOI9I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/JktOAlXAAj0/s1600/DSC03882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M1kkeO7dkcs/Tj34i4xOI9I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/JktOAlXAAj0/s400/DSC03882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637935586775802834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was our attempt at taking a "kids" picture...Zac really wanted Mama in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-10x4yNND8es/Tj34jVons9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/LBnbWHjUg5o/s1600/DSC03893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-10x4yNND8es/Tj34jVons9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/LBnbWHjUg5o/s400/DSC03893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637935594524357586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MF0bb6fiMqs/Tj34jghHSiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/czq42PPNgQQ/s1600/DSC03897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MF0bb6fiMqs/Tj34jghHSiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/czq42PPNgQQ/s400/DSC03897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637935597445663266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are going on a family retreat this week. our summer has been wild busy, baby aside...so I am really looking forward to some time away. Getting to Mass each day, spending time on the beach... it will be just what we need I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a beautiful week everyone! xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-7528810829528807017?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/7528810829528807017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=7528810829528807017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/7528810829528807017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/7528810829528807017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2011/08/it-is-august.html' title='it is august'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_JUEu5oXmTY/TjnfgbKza-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/X9NHm1q9vvA/s72-c/DSC03972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-2282603569338661352</id><published>2011-07-27T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T08:45:46.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>picture time</title><content type='html'>our little Silky is almost a week old and as much as I would love to be on here daily posting and updating - it's not happening. Lots of other things are though...our house has been busy with visitors welcoming our sweet girl, endless sibling cuddles, lots of skin to skin, our amazing midwife checking in on us every couple days, yummy meals from friends - life is good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very happy, and tired family welcome our newest! (Zac woke up about one minute before this photo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ju3hZnyh_-I/TjAnl0Ko3hI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JyVr64qHOpc/s1600/DSC03279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ju3hZnyh_-I/TjAnl0Ko3hI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JyVr64qHOpc/s400/DSC03279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634046664452398610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five little monkeys sleeping in my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUrp29Y1ldY/TjArvFVvOlI/AAAAAAAAAIU/XwFz81GQNbw/s1600/IMG_2582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUrp29Y1ldY/TjArvFVvOlI/AAAAAAAAAIU/XwFz81GQNbw/s400/IMG_2582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634051221727689298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they wake up and remember what came in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kc_-fYQYLXo/TjArvpz3tBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/5AVB2ZrZj_I/s1600/IMG_2588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kc_-fYQYLXo/TjArvpz3tBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/5AVB2ZrZj_I/s400/IMG_2588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634051231517750290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darryl calls them her baby boxing gloves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6keJmZ0GiM/TjArwJEv38I/AAAAAAAAAIk/yvidBmRX3oo/s1600/IMG_2566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6keJmZ0GiM/TjArwJEv38I/AAAAAAAAAIk/yvidBmRX3oo/s400/IMG_2566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634051239910039490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing like a newborn to make your toddler look like the most giant baby in the world...the cutest, but giant none the less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6paVwz8tidM/TjArwm18TcI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EcM59Ohb7ug/s1600/IMG_2638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6paVwz8tidM/TjArwm18TcI/AAAAAAAAAIs/EcM59Ohb7ug/s400/IMG_2638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634051247901003202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUH4tCeU7w8/TjArxC044YI/AAAAAAAAAI0/0gegtQ4yIXk/s1600/IMG_2648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eUH4tCeU7w8/TjArxC044YI/AAAAAAAAAI0/0gegtQ4yIXk/s400/IMG_2648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634051255412777346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the family with our wonderful midwife - I can't say enough good things about this beautiful woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wrbbq-EE_gw/TjAwp9LrHSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ikmvU3dgR_4/s1600/DSC03595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wrbbq-EE_gw/TjAwp9LrHSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ikmvU3dgR_4/s400/DSC03595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634056631196785954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checking out every perfect part of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy5ojHZkmnI/TjAwpKQJ6AI/AAAAAAAAAJM/G1JFZSI_yGM/s1600/DSC03585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy5ojHZkmnI/TjAwpKQJ6AI/AAAAAAAAAJM/G1JFZSI_yGM/s400/DSC03585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634056617525372930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gorgeous girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pr1ZNIVJ8Go/TjAwo7Aba6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Q8slZGlPWeY/s1600/IMG_2678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pr1ZNIVJ8Go/TjAwo7Aba6I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Q8slZGlPWeY/s400/IMG_2678.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634056613432880034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M5PZhX_XELk/TjAwoTmynkI/AAAAAAAAAI8/FDkeFi5CcJU/s1600/IMG_2683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M5PZhX_XELk/TjAwoTmynkI/AAAAAAAAAI8/FDkeFi5CcJU/s400/IMG_2683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634056602856365634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UD3UnIa0sfc/TjAwqLz0HJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FNP-myml3xM/s1600/DSC03626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UD3UnIa0sfc/TjAwqLz0HJI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FNP-myml3xM/s400/DSC03626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634056635123244178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you have it, a peek into our home...come by if you can!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-2282603569338661352?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/2282603569338661352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=2282603569338661352' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/2282603569338661352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/2282603569338661352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2011/07/picture-time.html' title='picture time'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ju3hZnyh_-I/TjAnl0Ko3hI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JyVr64qHOpc/s72-c/DSC03279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-6741149354954296499</id><published>2011-07-22T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T07:27:08.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she's heeeeeere!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ca0thCZmPNk/TirGm5V46AI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5lscyCOMZbA/s1600/DSC03527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ca0thCZmPNk/TirGm5V46AI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5lscyCOMZbA/s400/DSC03527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632532655510185986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are thrilled to announce the arrival of our little angel,&lt;br /&gt;SILKEN MARY ROSE&lt;br /&gt;born July 21 &lt;br /&gt;7lbs 12oz (my smallest baby!)&lt;br /&gt;she is such a blessing to us!&lt;br /&gt;The birth went well and I felt wonderfully supported by those present and by everyone in our life.&lt;br /&gt;thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-6741149354954296499?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/6741149354954296499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=6741149354954296499' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/6741149354954296499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/6741149354954296499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2011/07/shes-heeeeeere.html' title='she&apos;s heeeeeere!!!'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ca0thCZmPNk/TirGm5V46AI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5lscyCOMZbA/s72-c/DSC03527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-4095997336567098665</id><published>2011-07-17T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T18:14:40.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back again</title><content type='html'>look at this! twice in one week! must be that I am waiting on baby and now that everything is "ready" I don't have much to do with myself! ha!&lt;br /&gt;but, it's true. the baby clothes are washed. the tub is ready to be put up. I even have a (mostly) clean house!&lt;br /&gt;today the kids and I made the baby's "birth day" cake. it will be waiting in the freezer for our big celebration for Waterfall's arrival.&lt;br /&gt;just in case you were wondering what a pregnant me looks like ( if you haven't seen me pregnant I must not see you very often, as this is my fifth time in 11 years!) I am putting up a photo - me at 38 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxYh5wkUj7k/TiOEaNMrUXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/F_pkqV47NUo/s1600/DSC03222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxYh5wkUj7k/TiOEaNMrUXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/F_pkqV47NUo/s320/DSC03222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630489544897548658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to show a little summer fun we have been having....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mmb0_POK4v8/TiOFW0gcZkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2iArfHrkVX8/s1600/DSC03183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mmb0_POK4v8/TiOFW0gcZkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2iArfHrkVX8/s320/DSC03183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630490586241590850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadence pampering me at my Mother Blessing a couple of weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--w50X991nJg/TiOF4KKildI/AAAAAAAAAGM/q-gCBvWcbiM/s1600/DSC03025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--w50X991nJg/TiOF4KKildI/AAAAAAAAAGM/q-gCBvWcbiM/s320/DSC03025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630491158990984658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sprinkler + siblings always = a good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8OW5wIdnpjM/TiOHWl6EhuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6ZEKgGioL8M/s1600/IMG_2358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8OW5wIdnpjM/TiOHWl6EhuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6ZEKgGioL8M/s320/IMG_2358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630492781345801954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watermelon on the beach. wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8v-9fQ__bA/TiOGrp_W50I/AAAAAAAAAGU/_7u0sfHjQcY/s1600/DSC03121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8v-9fQ__bA/TiOGrp_W50I/AAAAAAAAAGU/_7u0sfHjQcY/s320/DSC03121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630492043707344706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my beautiful girl in the garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QaulBw2btVQ/TiOIIelN9tI/AAAAAAAAAGk/AI2d-fYROm0/s1600/IMG_2465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QaulBw2btVQ/TiOIIelN9tI/AAAAAAAAAGk/AI2d-fYROm0/s320/IMG_2465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630493638372751058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-4095997336567098665?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/4095997336567098665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=4095997336567098665' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/4095997336567098665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/4095997336567098665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2011/07/back-again.html' title='back again'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxYh5wkUj7k/TiOEaNMrUXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/F_pkqV47NUo/s72-c/DSC03222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-1196654042850808497</id><published>2011-07-13T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:04:44.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9Yly-hLU1I/TiA1qy0wwUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GTlvjQ9z3EM/s1600/221003_10150164716796856_500996855_7249133_3948370_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9Yly-hLU1I/TiA1qy0wwUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GTlvjQ9z3EM/s320/221003_10150164716796856_500996855_7249133_3948370_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629558543526969666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excitmant and anticipation are mounting 'round here as we wait for baby Waterfall's arrival. I am trying to keep us all occupied, so as to keep my own mind off the fact that baby isn't here yet. "isn't here yet" doesn't seem fair, I am just under 2 weeks from my due date,so baby isn't late yet or anything. but really....there isn't much else I can think about.&lt;br /&gt;so many people ask me if it ever gets "old". anyone who has more than one child understands that it can't possibly get old. Every child I have had is a miracle - one to be marveled at. and the more our family grows the more of us there are to marvel! really.&lt;br /&gt;the kids are so consumed by baby. they spent this morning making birthday cards...they are eager to tell me of dreams they have of the baby...this child is truly coming into a lot of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would hate a summer pregnancy, but so far it has been nice. Sleeping is a bit difficult, but I find that at the end of any pregnancy. I am enjoying being out in the sun so much, and staying pretty active. I feel very healthy this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, here we go again! please if you are reading this keep us in your prayers.  and join us in little Zachary's mantra "BABY! Come Out!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-1196654042850808497?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/1196654042850808497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=1196654042850808497' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1196654042850808497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1196654042850808497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-joy.html' title='summer joy'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j9Yly-hLU1I/TiA1qy0wwUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/GTlvjQ9z3EM/s72-c/221003_10150164716796856_500996855_7249133_3948370_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-6109002495262328309</id><published>2011-06-03T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T12:58:32.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok, ok, today is the day</title><content type='html'>alright, enough is enough already! I haveen't posted since january! ha.&lt;br /&gt;I have written posts. several of them...but never pressed the publish button...&lt;br /&gt;it will not happen today. &lt;br /&gt;IT WILL NOT!&lt;br /&gt;so, if you are reading this and there are spelling errors or things just don't make sense it is because as soon as I get enough down to seem like i made some point about something, or shared a little peice of my self i am pressing publish, and that is that!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i even sum up the past 6 months... I admire all of you who are able to post regulary and now have this gorgeous scrapbook/memeory journal of you and your little ones. I aspire to that. but there just seems to be soooo much to do - all the time. when do you do it! (no, seriously, i need some insight...) &lt;br /&gt;I could blame it on the fact that I home school, the pregnancy, the kids - but perhaps I am just not the daily blogger and that is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, my spare 5 minutes is up. Zac is awake from his nap and needs me.... this has been an incredibly gorgeous day, after a couple of WAY too hots and WAy too colds - today is prefectly June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed out to the garden with my sweet babe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-6109002495262328309?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/6109002495262328309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=6109002495262328309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/6109002495262328309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/6109002495262328309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2011/06/ok-ok-today-is-day.html' title='ok, ok, today is the day'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-1544968069460366774</id><published>2011-01-11T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T11:22:00.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super heros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meal time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>the wonders of  Super Salad</title><content type='html'>so I did some thinking over the holidays about this blog. &lt;br /&gt;about what I was doing (or not doing with it) and what I really wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;I type a lot of froo froo junk.&lt;br /&gt;reading back over some posts it's like I was actively avoiding what I really wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;not always, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;but a lot of the time.&lt;br /&gt;as with real life, I find it hard to really say what I think/believe for fear of offending or upsetting others.&lt;br /&gt;but really, what is the point in a blog if you can't say what you want. isn't that the whole point?&lt;br /&gt;so, I move forward.&lt;br /&gt;I want to share.&lt;br /&gt;what I think&lt;br /&gt;if you don't like it &lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;don't read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I bet you are expecting me to rant about something really significant today. seeing as I  am all fired up and ready to share.&lt;br /&gt;funny thing is, today I want to talk about food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummm&lt;br /&gt;yes, food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been on my mind a great deal (usually is, in fact, several times a day!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real food.&lt;br /&gt;eating good food.&lt;br /&gt;and seeing to it that my children eat good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of our favorite meals is a little something we like to call SUPER SALAD! (not to be confused with soup OR salad.)&lt;br /&gt;the thing that is so appealing about this meal - and let me tell you, everyone in my family  gets excited when they hear that it is Super Salad night - is that it is a make your own concoction sort of thing. I have found over the years that the more input that the kids have into what is on their plate, the easier it disappears off the plate.&lt;br /&gt;Here is how it works; all the fixings for salad, and then some, are put out on the table and everyone customizes tier meal. so easy right?! &lt;br /&gt;there are a few "rules" to make sure they understand that an entire bowl of raisins and nothing else does not their dinner make.&lt;br /&gt;so, they must have a variety - this isn't usually too difficult, as they are given so much to choose from - and they need to have some good protein in there.&lt;br /&gt;here is a list of things we usually have out&lt;br /&gt;a variety of lettuce - leaf, romain, ice burg etc.&lt;br /&gt;baby spinach&lt;br /&gt;tomatoes &lt;br /&gt;cucumber &lt;br /&gt;celery&lt;br /&gt;broccoli&lt;br /&gt;green onion&lt;br /&gt;carrots&lt;br /&gt;snow peas&lt;br /&gt;peppers of different colours&lt;br /&gt;zucchini&lt;br /&gt;apples&lt;br /&gt;clementines&lt;br /&gt;strawberries&lt;br /&gt;pineapple&lt;br /&gt;hard boiled eggs&lt;br /&gt;chicken&lt;br /&gt;bacon&lt;br /&gt;homemade croutons&lt;br /&gt;different nuts , walnuts, almonds, pecans&lt;br /&gt;flax seeds and others&lt;br /&gt;rice or couscous&lt;br /&gt;raisins and cranberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that we have ALL those things each time we have super salad, but usually most. it is a great meal for using up left overs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as salad dressings, I make a couple of my own and put out what ever is in the fridge, but in fact, most of my kids prefer their salad with no dressing - doesn't really need it when you combined so many wonderful foods!&lt;br /&gt;so there is it. &lt;br /&gt;a salad that I don't have to focus what parts of it my family doesn't eat. a lot of the time when a salad is made and just put in front of them I have to pick out the tomatoes for her or the mushrooms for him or he won't eat it if dressing has been added. Super salad night is always fun. lots of chopping and dishes, but we enjoy  trying new combinations and chatting away while we make our bowls. Then all is nice and quiet while we enjoy our salad art.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. and the name. in a family of super hero obsessed members it helps to have a fun name, we all get healthier and stronger as we eat. ready to save the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-1544968069460366774?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/1544968069460366774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=1544968069460366774' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1544968069460366774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1544968069460366774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2011/01/wonders-of-super-salad.html' title='the wonders of  Super Salad'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-7355691733091676226</id><published>2010-12-29T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T08:36:52.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to share some christmas moments, memories &lt;br /&gt;as many others are at this time.&lt;br /&gt;coming out the "other side" of christmas day and reflecting on it all&lt;br /&gt;leaves me cherishing the beautiful moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas 2010 meant for me:&lt;br /&gt;the joy of seeing my brother in law and sister in law safely home from africa on christmas eve&lt;br /&gt;our children opening and enjoying thier stocking treasures on our bed christmas morning&lt;br /&gt;staying up late chatting with my mom and brother&lt;br /&gt;sitting with my sister and watching our toddlers colour together by the fire&lt;br /&gt;and, of course, a renewed love for Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there you have it. I found this year to be much more simplifed and way less stressed than past years.  I am so grateful for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-7355691733091676226?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/7355691733091676226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=7355691733091676226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/7355691733091676226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/7355691733091676226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wanted-to-share-some-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-807912509382420611</id><published>2010-10-21T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T19:35:41.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken glass</title><content type='html'>nothing changes the pace of my day quite like broken glass.&lt;br /&gt;you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;the day is going along swimmingly&lt;br /&gt;everyone is full from lunch and about to run off and play for a few minutes&lt;br /&gt;with full bellies and renewed energy&lt;br /&gt;the children clear the table obediently and you start to daydream about all the things you are needing to do/get done.&lt;br /&gt;the aftenoon will be productive and you -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; SMASH!!!!&lt;br /&gt; crack shatter bam tinkle...crunch.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NOBODY MOVE!"&lt;br /&gt;"don't worry mom", the five year old at fault looks at you with puppy dog eys, "I know I'm not in trouble, it was an accidnet. I even was thinking that plates can break so i took it from the table extra careful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately gorgeous tile in the kitchen = broken dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the positives.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't yell.(despite my use of capital letters a few lines up)&lt;br /&gt;it made us all start to move a little slower (always a good thing)&lt;br /&gt;my floors got swept, vaccumed, and washed! &lt;br /&gt;I have one less dish to wash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simplify. right?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-807912509382420611?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/807912509382420611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-1014334049804888365</id><published>2010-09-30T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T19:00:43.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in and out</title><content type='html'>ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit here with my tea,&lt;br /&gt;my adorable little red notebook (net book?)&lt;br /&gt;and I am drawing one big, overwhelmingly humongous blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, the thing is&lt;br /&gt;I am alone.&lt;br /&gt;actually alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a homeschooling mother with a nursing toddler I can tell you that this doesn't happen very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a pile of laundry to put away (don't mind washing it, or folding it but it never seems to get put away)&lt;br /&gt;and I know that I would feel very good seeing a clean room&lt;br /&gt;with empty baskets&lt;br /&gt;but I would like to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, here I am with nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;no inspiring words.&lt;br /&gt;just breathing in and out.&lt;br /&gt;and letting my fingers type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ginger tea warms me on this dreary day&lt;br /&gt;and I see the mug as half full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not always a half full kind of person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today I am&lt;br /&gt;this was a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have finished a full month of school&lt;br /&gt;the roller coaster has been up, way up&lt;br /&gt;and down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaa&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaa&lt;br /&gt;aaa&lt;br /&gt;y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we always start september with expectations,&lt;br /&gt;to learn lots and have fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;but with (my) expectations come&lt;br /&gt;over scheduled days,&lt;br /&gt;and way too many workbooks (will I ever learn?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;where do you go once the roller coaster stops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's easy&lt;br /&gt;you jump off and run as fast as you can to get in line for the next wild ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite sure I won't get on here to write for another week or so,&lt;br /&gt; it seems to be my pattern.&lt;br /&gt;lots of wonderful and wild things will happen around here from now until then&lt;br /&gt;probably involving food, and baby poop, friends, books, music, clothing, nature, paint and clay, cuddles and... well... lets face it, more baby poop&lt;br /&gt;you know, all that life stuff&lt;br /&gt;I will have no time to document it,&lt;br /&gt;and when I finally do I will have very little to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;that is life, is it not?&lt;br /&gt;a lot of regular stuff&lt;br /&gt;in with some fancy fun now and then&lt;br /&gt;a fight or two to upset things&lt;br /&gt;but loads of forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;smiles&lt;br /&gt;collapsing exhausted on the couch with my spouse once the kids are asleep&lt;br /&gt;but saving just enough of myself for those last hours of the day.&lt;br /&gt;a moment to reflect&lt;br /&gt;to connect&lt;br /&gt;and to imagine the possibilities of the following day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-1014334049804888365?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/1014334049804888365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=1014334049804888365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1014334049804888365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1014334049804888365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-and-out.html' title='in and out'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-3818996700602541659</id><published>2010-09-20T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T06:33:16.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ingrid michaelson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='age'/><title type='text'>30</title><content type='html'>woke up to breakfast in bed from my eight year old pixie.&lt;br /&gt;angels singing to me and jumping on me.&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;cocoa quinoa puffed cereal with delicious raw milk.&lt;br /&gt;and a muffin.&lt;br /&gt;some new chapstick. and a new cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingrid michaelson.&lt;br /&gt;if you haven't heard this girl go have a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_profilepage&amp;amp;v=owNv81KIvAQ"&gt;listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first song that came on said what i was feeling today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I woke up this morning with a funny taste in my head&lt;br /&gt;Spackled some butter over my whole grain bread&lt;br /&gt;Something tastes different, maybe it's my tongue&lt;br /&gt;Something tastes different, suddenly I'm not so young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a stranger, even to myself&lt;br /&gt;A re-arranger of the proverbial bookshelf&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, with my cup of coffee and my babies around me i welcome this day...this year...this decade...ready to embrace...&lt;br /&gt;hello life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-3818996700602541659?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/3818996700602541659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=3818996700602541659' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/3818996700602541659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/3818996700602541659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/09/30.html' title='30'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-195860660138354292</id><published>2010-09-07T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T14:46:25.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are you missing someone today?&lt;br /&gt;someone living.&lt;br /&gt;someone passed.&lt;br /&gt;is someone on your heart, but out of sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my baby brother today.&lt;br /&gt;he is across the pond in Ireland for the year.&lt;br /&gt;i am so excited for him, that he is there, but I can't help but ache to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know those people that always make your day better when you seen them. whether you were having a good day already, or it was one of those you  would rather leave - that person enters it and your day is instantly taken up a level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my husband.&lt;br /&gt;he just left for work.&lt;br /&gt;he is only 15 minutes away. and I can talk to him on the phone at any time.&lt;br /&gt;but i still miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know those people that you are around constantly and never get sick of. you are so use to being with them you feel strange and a bit empty when you are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my paternal grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;i never met him. he died years before i was even born.&lt;br /&gt;i miss knowing him. i wonder what it would feel like to have him look into my eyes and smile at me. hug me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know that person you have heard all the stories about? you know that if you could just meet them you would get along swimmingly. one more person in your life to love. is it even possible to miss the unknown? or is that another emotion all together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not sad today. i didn't mean for this post to sound so.&lt;br /&gt;i am just missing some people.....&lt;br /&gt;does that mean i am sad.&lt;br /&gt;does missing = sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;but I do have three kisses for three men i can't presently kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better go plant them on my babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(who are you missing today?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-195860660138354292?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-1459824133733405928</id><published>2010-08-17T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T12:21:23.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>death  by  comparison.</title><content type='html'>I am dying a very slow death. in some terrible way it is more like a suicide at times.&lt;br /&gt;little by little, each day, I compare.&lt;br /&gt;I compare myself.&lt;br /&gt;to others&lt;br /&gt;to you.&lt;br /&gt;and every now and then I am blessed with the passing ability to recognise it.&lt;br /&gt;and for a moment of that day I am free.&lt;br /&gt;free to be me.&lt;br /&gt;to know in faith that I am loved by God.&lt;br /&gt;free to trust that I am trying to do the best I can.&lt;br /&gt;and that I have no ones life to live but mine.&lt;br /&gt;what others choose to do, or are able to do, with their life, is a wonderful inspiring thing.&lt;br /&gt;at times.&lt;br /&gt;but often, theses are the thoughts I carry around all day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her garden is greener,&lt;br /&gt;her children are cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;she is more creative&lt;br /&gt;she is so innovative&lt;br /&gt;her jokes are funnier&lt;br /&gt;her food is yummier&lt;br /&gt;she keeps her house so clean&lt;br /&gt;she is so very lean&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could be more like her.&lt;br /&gt;but she would never want to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there. there it is. the silent killer.&lt;br /&gt;comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it isn't always this way.some days, when I choose to believe my loving husband when he says I am amazing, I don't worry about what others are able to do.&lt;br /&gt;some days I am okay with the fact that I don't make my own clothes or bake everyday. &lt;br /&gt;and so, to you also, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;know that you are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;you are worthy.&lt;br /&gt;a gorgeous child of God&lt;br /&gt;what you are able to do is great.&lt;br /&gt;what you wish you could do is also great.&lt;br /&gt;but don't beat yourself down, with the blunt hammer of comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comparison leads to jealousy&lt;br /&gt;jealousy leads to judgment&lt;br /&gt;judgment leads to disdain&lt;br /&gt;disdain leads to anger&lt;br /&gt;anger leads to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live.&lt;br /&gt;choose life.&lt;br /&gt;let the Spirit guide your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;choose love.&lt;br /&gt;believe the good things that are said about you.&lt;br /&gt;laugh&lt;br /&gt;choose laughter&lt;br /&gt;affirm someone else, and really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invite you now to say out loud one thing you are good at, or enjoy, something that makes you feel special - and when you say it, out loud, don't think about whether or not someone else in your life is better at that thing....concern yourself with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, did you say it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am good at reading with character voices to my children, it makes them laugh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and God said "it is good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-1459824133733405928?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/1459824133733405928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=1459824133733405928' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1459824133733405928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1459824133733405928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/08/death-by-comparison.html' title='death  by  comparison.'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-1849151221770288358</id><published>2010-08-06T17:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T17:48:46.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/TFytGraW61I/AAAAAAAAAEc/DH8RA_78PGU/s1600/cana+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/TFytGraW61I/AAAAAAAAAEc/DH8RA_78PGU/s320/cana+026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502463174984002386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed July.&lt;br /&gt;she is that dear friend that we only see once a year. but the time spent together is cherished. new memories made.&lt;br /&gt;today is peaceful. I am spoiled by my new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;net book&lt;/span&gt;. by the fact that I have the chance to sit out on the deck and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reflect&lt;/span&gt;. the trees grow up around me, swaying with the warm zephyr that is hanging around to play today.&lt;br /&gt;we were down at the water this morning. my skin is still warm from the sand and sun. I have grown less afraid of the sun the past years. I love to think of the vitamin D my body is soaking up, rather than the possible skin cancer. I feel stronger after being in the sun. a bit like superman.&lt;br /&gt;two of the children have gone off together to pick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;raspberries&lt;/span&gt; r. the baby will devour them with glee after his nap. and my oldest sits beside me reading a book. freshly washed laundry is baking in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;I can hear people playing on the lake, in boats and such. calling to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;. squealing with joy.&lt;br /&gt;Evenings are made up of card games and camp fires.  we all sleep well. we are worn out from happiness.&lt;br /&gt;and so she rolls by, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt;. I know that she will be gone, sooner than I would like of course. but like that friend that I see once a year. we live in the moment we have.  we cherish the heat, the fresh produce, the dirty, shoeless feet and the laughs.....oh the laughs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-1849151221770288358?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/1849151221770288358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=1849151221770288358' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1849151221770288358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1849151221770288358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-hope-you-enjoyed-july.html' title=''/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/TFytGraW61I/AAAAAAAAAEc/DH8RA_78PGU/s72-c/cana+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-3596983743224798697</id><published>2010-06-11T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T17:52:57.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/TBLaMHhTC8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fwQ_e3ISrPg/s1600/DSC01735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/TBLaMHhTC8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fwQ_e3ISrPg/s320/DSC01735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481683598175308738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have been here for just over a month.&lt;br /&gt;I fully intend to start a blog about the whole endeavor.&lt;br /&gt;holla if you have lived with your in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;AHH YAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;I bet mine are better than yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously though.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that there have been moments that I didn't think this whole set up could work. but things are going really well.....I think.&lt;br /&gt;we are happy.....as far as I can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been constant and there is hardly a dull moment (so that when there is one it is very welcome!) and I want you all to know (I write that as if anyone actually reads this) that the adventure has just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check back for exciting updates on our wonderfully entertaining daily life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-3596983743224798697?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/3596983743224798697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=3596983743224798697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/3596983743224798697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/3596983743224798697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-home.html' title='new home'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/TBLaMHhTC8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fwQ_e3ISrPg/s72-c/DSC01735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-631515764579561330</id><published>2010-06-09T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T17:38:41.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libraries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>library love</title><content type='html'>Do you know your librarians by name?&lt;br /&gt;Do your librarians know your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we told the kids we were moving my daughter sobbed.  THe only thing that cheered her up was finding out the the city we were moving to had 30 branches of the library.&lt;br /&gt;Thirty - she could barely fathom it.&lt;br /&gt;THen the questions;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Does that mean we have 30 library cards?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;no honey, just one&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ONE card works for all 30 libraries&lt;/span&gt;?!"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How do I get a card&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;you have to prove you live in the city&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;you give them your new address&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then the librarian comes to your house to make sure you really live there?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;no, not quite. you just show them a hydro bill or something.&lt;br /&gt;YOu know sweetie, they aren't going ot know us by name the way they do now. It is different in the city...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The potential of 30 branches out weighed the possibility of an impersonal library for her. I am not convinced yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our librarians did know us by name.  They knew what sort of books my kids liked, even what their favorite colours were. They asked how  we had spent the weekend were excted to see us back after we went on holiday. My children's art was up on the walls.They let me know when books were added to the used book sale and they didn't need to ask for our card number for renewals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have now traded  personal interaction for the convenience of self checkout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are blessed to know your librarians, how many kids they have, what they like to read - appriciated it!&lt;br /&gt;Make a point of bringing them cookies, flowers, home made thank you cards.  You may even get your own thankyou are  back from them (after you move and have to pay your overdue fines ;) ) that says you were one of their favorite families. Isn't it wonderful when the feeling is mutual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to close with a little ditty my 7 year old daughter wrote about books ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Books are wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Some books are exciting and some books are sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Some books are happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;There are lots of books in the world so....pick a book and read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Books are a big part of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;They are fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I love books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you are looking for some new titles to read to your little ones, here are a few of our favorites - go find them at your library!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/gp/reader/0060286873/ref=sib_dp_pt/179-6274844-1448562#reader-link"&gt;The Biggest Bed in the World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/images/014055579X/ref=dp_image_0?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;n=916520&amp;amp;s=books"&gt;Rattlebang Picnic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/gp/product/images/0679880836/ref=dp_image_0?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;n=916520&amp;amp;s=books"&gt;How to Make and Apple Pie and See the World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and I have hundreds more suggestions if you need any...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-631515764579561330?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/631515764579561330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=631515764579561330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/631515764579561330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/631515764579561330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-you-know-your-librarians-by-name-do.html' title='library love'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-4597747570853911453</id><published>2010-05-14T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T17:37:53.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>can we be honest here?</title><content type='html'>as I attempt to flee facebook, a little like Lot, trying not to look back for fear of turning into a pathetic pile of friendless salt&lt;br /&gt;I come here to feel I have some sort of internet presence.&lt;br /&gt;because, well, won't the world stop turnig once I stop posting my witty status updates....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a girl can dream right?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, as was my intention in starting this blog in the first place, I come here to speak.&lt;br /&gt;express myself.&lt;br /&gt;keep you all up to date on the glamorous life of a twenty something homeschooling mother of four.&lt;br /&gt;without facebook I hope to be more motivated (and have more time) to post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is the honesty part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am typing standing up.&lt;br /&gt;holding a grumpy babe in the sling.&lt;br /&gt;glass of wine just out of reach.&lt;br /&gt;and I wish this day was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hot water tank has stopped working.&lt;br /&gt;(cold showers don't go over well with nine year old boys by the way)&lt;br /&gt;and our housemates (my in-laws) are out of the country so we can't really make any major decisions tonight.&lt;br /&gt;that is probably a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wasn't really a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;but just full&lt;br /&gt;too full for my liking.&lt;br /&gt;I like things to be simple and run smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;I like to not worry about water heaters and septic tanks and I like the days when my kids are all angels best.&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;where would I be without the crazy bedtimes and the dirty slings, the perma-grunge on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;please be honest and tell my you have had these sort of days. not horrible.&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;too&lt;br /&gt;full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now excuse me as I lay down my baby. I blogged him to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-4597747570853911453?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/4597747570853911453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=4597747570853911453' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/4597747570853911453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/4597747570853911453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/05/can-we-be-honest-here.html' title='can we be honest here?'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-7874529241321011827</id><published>2010-03-14T09:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T10:21:34.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little miss yellow belt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S50XUjHZtEI/AAAAAAAAADw/oVpioNDU2FA/s1600-h/IMG_9233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S50XUjHZtEI/AAAAAAAAADw/oVpioNDU2FA/s320/IMG_9233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448536765979276354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S50XUeWNg5I/AAAAAAAAADo/2XQeKm8ht9I/s1600-h/IMG_9225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S50XUeWNg5I/AAAAAAAAADo/2XQeKm8ht9I/s320/IMG_9225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448536764699214738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cadence became a yellow belt a couple of weeks ago!&lt;br /&gt;here she is sparing with dad - and winning I think!&lt;br /&gt;and also, wearing the borrowed gi for the grading that was miles too big - the white belt went to her toes!. she did very well, but even her sensei addmitted that she got extra credit for being so darn cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S50XTvH27mI/AAAAAAAAADg/Ng3SxcEuNdE/s1600-h/IMG_9226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S50XTvH27mI/AAAAAAAAADg/Ng3SxcEuNdE/s320/IMG_9226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448536752022548066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S50XS8mZuPI/AAAAAAAAADY/8wOr71kysTw/s1600-h/IMG_9156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S50XS8mZuPI/AAAAAAAAADY/8wOr71kysTw/s320/IMG_9156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448536738460449010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-7874529241321011827?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/7874529241321011827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=7874529241321011827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/7874529241321011827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/7874529241321011827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-miss-yellow-belt.html' title='little miss yellow belt'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S50XUjHZtEI/AAAAAAAAADw/oVpioNDU2FA/s72-c/IMG_9233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-3762665590850316607</id><published>2010-03-13T12:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T12:14:26.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S5vw1E14suI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Oox1ggiYpIk/s1600-h/IMG_9237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S5vw1E14suI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Oox1ggiYpIk/s400/IMG_9237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448212968858235618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preparing for Easter&lt;br /&gt;we had a wonderful time making these with friends&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to light it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-3762665590850316607?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/3762665590850316607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=3762665590850316607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/3762665590850316607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/3762665590850316607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/03/preparing-for-easter-we-had-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S5vw1E14suI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Oox1ggiYpIk/s72-c/IMG_9237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-3824561828963730629</id><published>2010-03-10T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:36:11.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S5geAta8GAI/AAAAAAAAADA/ucJ-Xj-LLIk/s1600-h/IMG_9224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S5geAta8GAI/AAAAAAAAADA/ucJ-Xj-LLIk/s400/IMG_9224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447136746846033922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the laundry is hung outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is march, and our sheets are drying in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a gorgeous sun we have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with everything going on it has been wonderful to still find time to take walks&lt;br /&gt;to smell the melting snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much hope in march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the longer i am alive the more it is the small things that make me smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-3824561828963730629?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/3824561828963730629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=3824561828963730629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/3824561828963730629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/3824561828963730629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/03/laundry-is-hung-outside-it-is-march-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S5geAta8GAI/AAAAAAAAADA/ucJ-Xj-LLIk/s72-c/IMG_9224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-528399610650706089</id><published>2010-03-02T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T16:59:10.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>he brought the kids ice cream bars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S420J5TDO8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/VU9UBLM2Cco/s1600-h/IMG_9005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S420J5TDO8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/VU9UBLM2Cco/s200/IMG_9005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444205606653344706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we put the house for sale today.&lt;br /&gt;the first home we've owned.&lt;br /&gt;this has been the longest we have lived in one place.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I am not looking forward to selling the house....&lt;br /&gt;but I am&lt;br /&gt;at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-528399610650706089?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/528399610650706089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=528399610650706089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/528399610650706089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/528399610650706089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/03/he-brought-kids-ice-cream-bars.html' title='he brought the kids ice cream bars'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S420J5TDO8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/VU9UBLM2Cco/s72-c/IMG_9005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-3547407589833379394</id><published>2010-03-01T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T07:42:09.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S4vgGzq_WYI/AAAAAAAAACw/UDH0uD3Euh4/s1600-h/IMG_9206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S4vgGzq_WYI/AAAAAAAAACw/UDH0uD3Euh4/s320/IMG_9206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443690982161734018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today the phone has been ringing - a lot&lt;br /&gt;to keep busy the kids sat themselves down and did all their book work independently,&lt;br /&gt;then made a wonderful fort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learning lots today! about love and co-operation, expressing ourselves....music is playing, all is well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-3547407589833379394?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/3547407589833379394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=3547407589833379394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/3547407589833379394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/3547407589833379394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/03/mondays.html' title='mondays'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S4vgGzq_WYI/AAAAAAAAACw/UDH0uD3Euh4/s72-c/IMG_9206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-1819743559469503553</id><published>2010-02-28T16:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T17:01:22.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunny days-cute baybay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S4sRbFRHhwI/AAAAAAAAACo/yvtdwo0CLog/s1600-h/IMG_9035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S4sRbFRHhwI/AAAAAAAAACo/yvtdwo0CLog/s320/IMG_9035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443463731575490306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S4sRakCSuyI/AAAAAAAAACg/JhcV5LObd-0/s1600-h/IMG_9037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S4sRakCSuyI/AAAAAAAAACg/JhcV5LObd-0/s320/IMG_9037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443463722654939938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S4sRaVTvrzI/AAAAAAAAACY/dZkyAKhnwcM/s1600-h/IMG_9041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S4sRaVTvrzI/AAAAAAAAACY/dZkyAKhnwcM/s320/IMG_9041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443463718701608754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S4sRaKFqOxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hF426cAwRRE/s1600-h/IMG_9038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S4sRaKFqOxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/hF426cAwRRE/s320/IMG_9038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443463715689741074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S4sRZsRGeXI/AAAAAAAAACI/_hAJWZ8JRRA/s1600-h/IMG_9034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S4sRZsRGeXI/AAAAAAAAACI/_hAJWZ8JRRA/s320/IMG_9034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443463707684665714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;he is too cute for words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-1819743559469503553?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/1819743559469503553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=1819743559469503553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1819743559469503553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1819743559469503553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunny-days-cute-baybay.html' title='sunny days-cute baybay'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S4sRbFRHhwI/AAAAAAAAACo/yvtdwo0CLog/s72-c/IMG_9035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-2573941378825073165</id><published>2010-02-15T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T18:16:48.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S3n_-3jYJ0I/AAAAAAAAACA/zFqS1IAMF2g/s1600-h/IMG_8855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S3n_-3jYJ0I/AAAAAAAAACA/zFqS1IAMF2g/s200/IMG_8855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438659480555890498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S3n_-a8y93I/AAAAAAAAAB4/MEdvFYxtXLE/s1600-h/IMG_8851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S3n_-a8y93I/AAAAAAAAAB4/MEdvFYxtXLE/s200/IMG_8851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438659472877877106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winter.&lt;br /&gt;by February I am done with it all.&lt;br /&gt;but those few, crisp, sunny afternoons&lt;br /&gt;do leave us with beautiful memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-2573941378825073165?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/2573941378825073165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=2573941378825073165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/2573941378825073165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/2573941378825073165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/02/winter.html' title=''/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S3n_-3jYJ0I/AAAAAAAAACA/zFqS1IAMF2g/s72-c/IMG_8855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-5692040131927997904</id><published>2010-02-15T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T09:22:02.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S3lrC09-SoI/AAAAAAAAABw/Rc9tYL8WXwo/s1600-h/bmother.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S3lrC09-SoI/AAAAAAAAABw/Rc9tYL8WXwo/s200/bmother.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438495721349073538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praying for a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;isn't it ask and you shall recieve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;I won't ask for the miracle - to expect it.&lt;br /&gt;but for the grace to accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but isn't it expect a miracle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please God.&lt;br /&gt;I ask&lt;br /&gt;and expect&lt;br /&gt;whatever is to come....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-5692040131927997904?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/5692040131927997904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=5692040131927997904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/5692040131927997904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/5692040131927997904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/02/praying-for-miracle.html' title=''/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S3lrC09-SoI/AAAAAAAAABw/Rc9tYL8WXwo/s72-c/bmother.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-4586505012112488582</id><published>2010-02-11T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:00:29.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-4586505012112488582?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/4586505012112488582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=4586505012112488582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/4586505012112488582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/4586505012112488582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/02/stuck-places-to-be-hate-being.html' title=''/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-6228931864710538890</id><published>2010-02-10T20:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T20:08:53.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes</title><content type='html'>Let no young man choosing the law for a calling for a moment yield to the popular belief -- resolve to be honest at all events; and if in your own judgment you cannot be an honest lawyer, resolve to be honest without being a lawyer. --Abraham Lincoln: July 1, 1850&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Agnes didn't think school was just for kids&lt;br /&gt; "You have to keep learning all your life" she said.&lt;br /&gt;That was a good thing to think about, always learning something new. It wasn't like you had to hurry up and learn everything right away before the learning time was over, it was like you could kind of relax and take your time and enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 ~ From THE YEAR OF MISS AGNES&lt;br /&gt;                  by Kirkpatrick Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mama? I have cof dwof?..... My fwote is dwy"&lt;br /&gt;~Clark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucille: Don’t you judge me. You’re the selfish one. You’re the one who charged his own brother for a Bluth frozen banana. I mean, it’s one banana, Michael. What could it cost, ten dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael: You’ve never actually set foot in a supermarket, have you?”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-6228931864710538890?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/6228931864710538890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=6228931864710538890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/6228931864710538890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/6228931864710538890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/02/quotes.html' title='quotes'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-3426943690128294562</id><published>2010-02-10T19:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T19:56:38.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 things</title><content type='html'>1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I could meet any character from the Office it would be Angela. I think it would be funny to have her be mean to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wonderful friends. alot of the things I was going to share were already written by people who tagged me. gee. thought I was origional! well, I guess I know why I'm friends with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come from a big family. becuase of that people have always assumed I would have lots of kids. well, currently pregnant with #4 so I guess that is considered lots. not sure how many kids we will have though. never wanted to put a number on it. one at a time is all I can focus on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like Dr. Pepper. but drinking pop is hard for me. there are too many bubbles. I always hiccup after the first sip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn way more from teaching my children then I ever thought I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being an aunt and godmother almost as much as being a mother. children as so amazing. I know all the best ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four years after buying it I still can't beleive we own a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was married young. 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been mistaken for my teenage brother.&lt;br /&gt;so I guess that means I look like a boy.&lt;br /&gt;I have also been mistaken for his mother.&lt;br /&gt;so I guess that means I look older then I am.&lt;br /&gt;I am an older then I am boyish looking woman.&lt;br /&gt;but Darryl still says I'm pretty. and his is the only opinion that matters really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I like Avatar even more then Daniel - but I coud never let him know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't like video games much. 'cept Dr. Mario. which I can waste several hours playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I had enough money I would replace every peice of furniture in my house. 'cept the baby cradle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our baby cradle (which I love) usually ends up holding the baby clothes - instead of the baby. we always cosleep, family bed, whatever you want to call it, with our babies. I don't care what others say - I know it is the best place for my baby to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to have people over because it forces me to clean up the house. other wise...well...I'm a terrible house keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to have people over becuase I like to be around people all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really into animals. there have been a few exceptions. I'm hoping the baby coming will get rid of my childrens desire for a pet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard time spending money on myself, but no problem at all spending it on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an NFP instructor with my husband.&lt;br /&gt;I think it is the most beautiful natural way to live and plan our family and I am so blessed to have a husband that agrees with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love music. certain songs make me cry everytime I hear them. I get very excited when I find a new artist/band that I like and don't understand when the people I share it with don't get as excited by it as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm a very nice person. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss our old Casio camera that was stolen. it has been 18 months, we have a new camera, but I still think about my old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the water.I grew up by it and I have a very hard time with the fact that my children are living in town without forrests and hills and lakes outside their door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore the same shirt for school pictures every year of highschool. I'm such a dork. it seemed cool at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to garden. I wasted many years thinking that I couldn't do it. I have no patience for reading books on it. but once I finally did it I discovered that things grow! pretty easily actually. but I think flower gardens are a waste of time. I only want to spend my time and money on something that will give a return. veggies are the way to go. but I do have a patch of flowers in front of the house. to create the illusion that I care. and I think my neighbours expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know in my heart that there is a God. many things going on in the world today make me sad for us as the human race. we need to love more. 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});" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby sister, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is real love?&lt;br /&gt;what is true strength?&lt;br /&gt;what is pure beauty?&lt;br /&gt;I was a witness to them today.&lt;br /&gt;the overwhelming power of love, of strength, of beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't come easily (although her calm grace made it seem so!)&lt;br /&gt;but it comes from love, with strength. &lt;br /&gt;Life is pure beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday Evita Rose Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-4497543756537111643?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/4497543756537111643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-3744296756250704148</id><published>2010-02-10T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T19:53:03.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the love of reading/ September 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="note_content text_align_ltr direction_ltr clearfix"&gt; &lt;div&gt;he got up from the couch&lt;br /&gt;read the last word from the book, zebra, just before closing it and tossing it on the coffee table, void of coffee, spilling over with more books&lt;br /&gt;and then he let out a little laugh&lt;br /&gt;followed by a very content sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even at age six&lt;br /&gt;a good book is a good book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_left"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a 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tomatoes?....They ARE my favorite colour....I guess they are just too squishy."&lt;br /&gt;                                               ~Cadence Everett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be five again.&lt;br /&gt;I love having the honour of being Cadence's mother.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes...I wish I was her little peer...&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how differently I would see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so very matter-of -fact.&lt;br /&gt;but so free with her love giving.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be five again...unaware of my ability to withhold love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter is a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;everyday I see&lt;br /&gt;more and more&lt;br /&gt;"such a person" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_center"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=315820&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=19687424648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=19687424648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img 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leaves from visiting&lt;br /&gt;                              I feel like I am floating in outter space- without a jet pack&lt;br /&gt;                              so I can't get anywhere..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         ~Daniel Everett&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how is it that my six year old can express his feelings in such a beautiful sciencefictionay way as to make me say "yes, that is exactly how I feel"&lt;br /&gt;except not just when Sean leaves, but all those I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to admit Daniel has come a long way from the crying screaming melt downs he use to have when Sean walked out the door, he is much more poetic these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were recently talking about how times flies, how Sean use to be Daniel, ...the little guy who use to run to me each day as I got off the bus from school, the little boy I missed so much while away at college that all I ever wanted to do was come home and visit . the boy who I had to stop picking up and carrying around once I was pregnant with my own child, Sean was about ten at the time...I guess ten year olds don't need to be carried around really anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now Sean is, well, much taller then me, and in a couple more years will be out on his own...and Daniel will be the "big cousin" that everyone climbs on...weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get a jet pack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_center"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=413250&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21371894648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21371894648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v188/169/109/501002182/a501002182_413250_9716.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;air drums in the van&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_center"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=413251&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21371894648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21371894648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v203/169/109/501002182/a501002182_413251_2339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;couch buddies at Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_center"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=413253&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21371894648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21371894648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v203/169/109/501002182/a501002182_413253_9926.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;everyone's favorite uncle (sorry other uncles - you are all tied for a close second though...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_center"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=413256&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21371894648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21371894648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v188/169/109/501002182/a501002182_413256_9345.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;always willing to play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_center"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=413263&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21371894648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21371894648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v203/169/109/501002182/a501002182_413263_2990.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;always willing to love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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2008'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-199040569569017570</id><published>2010-02-10T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T19:46:35.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Written Feb 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Raising children is presented at first as a true-false test, then&lt;br /&gt;becomes multiple choice, until finally, far along, you realize that it&lt;br /&gt;is an endless essay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Quindlen,&lt;br /&gt;Newsweek Columnist and Author&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even count the number of times I thought maybe we were doing it all "wrong".... I see now after a few years of trying to get it "right" that there are so many ways to raise a child.&lt;br /&gt;Each child deserves to be raised as an individual,&lt;br /&gt;we try our best to do what is "the right&lt;br /&gt;way"&lt;br /&gt;and it's hard,&lt;br /&gt;but wonderful, so wonderful to watch a child grow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three children call me Mama.&lt;br /&gt;Each of them with different needs and desires.&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the strength to know how to give them each what they need.&lt;br /&gt;to show them the right kind of love&lt;br /&gt;to work together with their Dada in showing true love, and confidence, forgiveness, patience, kindness, compassion and faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing three essays at once is time consuming! But I am in no rush to be done.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't have time to do this with my children, will they have time for me?&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for the proof readers in my life, our parents and incredible siblings, cousins and so many wonderful friends. For your encouragement, wisdom, support, and love. Know that I am always here for you the same way you have been for me. AN d of course praise God for my writing partner Darryl! Who is by far the most creative and patient, loving, and hilarious person I know. The father of our family, the one who first brought the joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to finish our essays with a smile on my face, and (at least ;) ) three pairs of once little arms around my shoulders, loving me despite any failures, loving me because I tried my best to love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God&lt;br /&gt;forever thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=433231&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21564579648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21564579648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v188/169/109/501002182/n501002182_433231_8443.jpg" class=" " onload="var img = this; onloadRegister(function() { adjustImage(img); });" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;christmas goofs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clear_none"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=433232&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21564579648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21564579648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v188/169/109/501002182/n501002182_433232_5144.jpg" class=" " onload="var img = this; onloadRegister(function() { adjustImage(img); });" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=433233&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21564579648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21564579648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v203/169/109/501002182/n501002182_433233_1937.jpg" class=" " onload="var img = this; onloadRegister(function() { adjustImage(img); });" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;like darry in so many ways...except one loves to mow the lawn and the other hates it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=433242&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21564579648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21564579648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v203/169/109/501002182/n501002182_433242_3920.jpg" class=" " onload="var img = this; onloadRegister(function() { adjustImage(img); });" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;Sora our sweet love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=433243&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21564579648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21564579648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v203/169/109/501002182/n501002182_433243_165.jpg" class=" " onload="var img = this; onloadRegister(function() { adjustImage(img); });" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;planting one on mom...&lt;br /&gt;still doesn't mind kissing his mommy on the lips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=433249&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21564579648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21564579648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v203/169/109/501002182/n501002182_433249_3331.jpg" class=" " onload="var img = this; onloadRegister(function() { adjustImage(img); });" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;Evita our little treasure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=433250&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21564579648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21564579648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v188/169/109/501002182/n501002182_433250_6249.jpg" class=" " onload="var img = this; onloadRegister(function() { adjustImage(img); });" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;Auntie Alisha with Daniel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=433254&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21564579648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21564579648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v203/169/109/501002182/n501002182_433254_6510.jpg" class=" " onload="var img = this; onloadRegister(function() { adjustImage(img); });" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;Grandma Patti with our kids and the other "big" cousin, Erik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=433255&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21564579648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21564579648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v203/169/109/501002182/n501002182_433255_129.jpg" class=" " onload="var img = this; onloadRegister(function() { adjustImage(img); });" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;our darling Kai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=433257&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21564579648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21564579648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v203/169/109/501002182/n501002182_433257_6325.jpg" class=" " onload="var img = this; onloadRegister(function() { adjustImage(img); });" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;Della Sunshine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=433261&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=21564579648&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;auser=0&amp;amp;oid=21564579648&amp;amp;id=501002182"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v203/169/109/501002182/n501002182_433261_1182.jpg" class=" " onload="var img = this; onloadRegister(function() { adjustImage(img); });" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;Gabriel our "first love" and Joshua and Jasmine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-199040569569017570?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/199040569569017570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=199040569569017570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/199040569569017570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/199040569569017570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2010/02/raising-children-is-presented-at-first.html' title='Written Feb 2008'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-7866382809449012493</id><published>2010-02-10T19:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T19:33:39.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="uiTextSubtitle pbm"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=38391989648"&gt;Clark's quote of the day;&lt;/a&gt; ·   September 28th, 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "I airbended my snot back in my nose!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone has been watching a bit too much Avatar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_none"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S3NvEKtXIrI/AAAAAAAAABg/gDtfMzfJeo4/s1600-h/IMG_5192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwHNH-GMTns/S3NvEKtXIrI/AAAAAAAAABg/gDtfMzfJeo4/s200/IMG_5192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436811292551094962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can I be such a utter failer at everything I do?&lt;br /&gt;today ends lacking.&lt;br /&gt;it lacked that patience I told myself to have.&lt;br /&gt;the love&lt;br /&gt;the honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel totally under  a large blanket of pressure.&lt;br /&gt;a spirtiual attack?&lt;br /&gt;perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;but I can't blame my behavior on others.&lt;br /&gt;cant' say the devil made me do it.&lt;br /&gt;I know that only I can make  me do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I let it all happen today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;children are so loving&lt;br /&gt;so forgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognize my critical nature comes from the home I grew up in.&lt;br /&gt;and yet I am *fairly* well adjusted and secure.&lt;br /&gt;so too, I hope, my children will look back and see the joy&lt;br /&gt;the love&lt;br /&gt;the fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't hang on the mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;please know that under the freak out loose it mom is an I love you more than words can express mom&lt;br /&gt;you are worthy&lt;br /&gt;and beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-6737539510732364602?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/6737539510732364602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-1458263537972047631</id><published>2009-12-11T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:20:41.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday night</title><content type='html'>thus far this blog has not been what i had intended, and hoped for it to be. for one i didn't intend to sound so negative. things are pretty great in my life - my marriage is strong, i am very much in love with my best friend, who happens to be my husband, i have four healthy beautiful children that i am blessed to be able to stay home with and homeschool them, and i live in a wonderufl country. but i think maybe that the problems is i come to write and always seem to get , what is that thing...oh yes, writers block. planning out ahead of time seems to defeat the purpose of blogging...but i had wanted this to be so much more....one of those inspiring homemade toys and organic food sort of mommy blogs. ha. if there is even a single soul out there who has read this, i just want to say hi. that is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-1458263537972047631?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/1458263537972047631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=1458263537972047631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1458263537972047631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1458263537972047631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2009/12/friday-night.html' title='friday night'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-1186648906580375205</id><published>2009-12-01T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:43:25.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I figure that if I just come here often enough I will eventually have something meaningful to say.&lt;br /&gt;Today was good. Had a pretty good school day with the kids amids the mess of the kitchen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;renos&lt;/span&gt;. We had fun learning about joints and listened to a l0t 0f Christmas music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-1186648906580375205?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/1186648906580375205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=1186648906580375205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1186648906580375205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/1186648906580375205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-figure-that-if-i-just-come-here-often.html' title=''/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-581684980966748630</id><published>2009-11-17T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T08:56:13.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>any shiney surface</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby on the lap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how you can become good at something as long as you do it often enough...practice practice practice.  Typing and nursing is my newest talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advent began yesterday. What a wonderful time of year this is!  But how utterly overwhelmed I am feeling today.  The kitchen is covered in fresh drywall. It has been an ongoing project for going on 2 years now! I am thankful for every bit that gets done , and all the people that have helped, but the complete upheaval it brings to our house is, well, draining.  All I really want to be doing today is blasting the Nutcracker music and dancing around with my daughter.&lt;br /&gt;You know when there is just so much to do you feel best doing nothing...or is that just me.&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, sitting down at the computer to write to no one, during the precious time that the baby is asleep and I should really be somewhere else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-581684980966748630?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/581684980966748630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=581684980966748630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/581684980966748630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/581684980966748630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2009/11/any-shiney-surface.html' title='any shiney surface'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-2445585500654764820</id><published>2008-09-14T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T13:38:35.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why....really, why?</title><content type='html'>I walked around my house thinking I'm half crazy, constantly talking to myself about whatever and what not. Always an opinion on everything. so blog. okay. blog.&lt;br /&gt;but now that it is here in front of my I don't know what to write.&lt;br /&gt;has my life become less interesting in the past week.&lt;br /&gt;or am I just a little less crazy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-2445585500654764820?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/2445585500654764820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=2445585500654764820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/2445585500654764820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/2445585500654764820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2008/09/whyreally-why.html' title='why....really, why?'/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156092401301767681.post-8896017601081828695</id><published>2008-09-09T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:15:12.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it must be fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fruit flies are gone.&lt;br /&gt;we are back into school.&lt;br /&gt;the air is fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must be fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so with fall comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new running shoes for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;fresh harvest veggies.&lt;br /&gt;a new blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1156092401301767681-8896017601081828695?l=blazingspirits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/feeds/8896017601081828695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1156092401301767681&amp;postID=8896017601081828695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/8896017601081828695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1156092401301767681/posts/default/8896017601081828695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blazingspirits.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-must-be-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728652873769943056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
