<?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-30124532</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:01:52.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In Awww of Three!!</title><subtitle type='html'>Sit back and enjoy.  I DO!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115604235979664829</id><published>2006-08-19T22:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T22:52:39.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know this post has taken a while for me to do, but at the beginning of the school year, life gets a little hectic.  August 9 was the first day of school and both of the girls were real excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their teachers say that they are doing wonderfully.  G has only hit one child in the first week and a half and F has only brought one "reteach" slip home for talking to loud in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep -- sounds like my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;G - ready for Kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/400/100_1549.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F - a big 1st grader now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/400/100_1550.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;G getting off the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/400/100_1555.jpg" alt="" 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/30124532-115604235979664829?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115604235979664829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115604235979664829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115604235979664829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115604235979664829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115483181125998291</id><published>2006-08-05T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T22:36:51.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>D's First Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/200/100_1528.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not too sure about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/200/100_1526.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, It's not so bad, especially when Mommy is holding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/200/100_1531.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright I'm ready for this to be done -- that trimmer thingy tickles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/200/100_1533.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting a reward for being a good boy.  Ain't he handsome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30124532-115483181125998291?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115483181125998291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115483181125998291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115483181125998291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115483181125998291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/08/ds-first-haircut.html' title='D&apos;s First Haircut'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115327689366945427</id><published>2006-07-18T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T22:42:38.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Get Up Each Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/320/100_1494.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/320/100_1493.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/320/100_1491.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30124532-115327689366945427?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115327689366945427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115327689366945427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115327689366945427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115327689366945427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-i-get-up-each-day.html' title='Why I Get Up Each Day...'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115293255176874587</id><published>2006-07-14T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T23:02:31.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Storyteller and the Thunder Clap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Storyteller --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new big thing with F,G,D is going to the summer library program.  F&amp;G go once a week and hear stories and do crafts.  We check out books and our goal for the summer is 20 books.  When we reach our goal then we get to go to the library's swim party at the local pool/water park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe school starts back on August 9 -- just around the corner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, every Friday night they have a special program.  I am amazed at the talent of tonight's storyteller. Not just her talent at reciting stories to the children, or even her talent in creating the stories, I am amazed at Octavia's (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know cool story-teller name)&lt;/span&gt; ability to hold the attention of 25+ young people for 45 minutes.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(This is with the exception of D who finds running in and out of the wonderful rows of books, much more exciting.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bohemian looking mid 50's woman with a rat-tail haircut (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not kidding) &lt;/span&gt;told wonderful tales about Kentucky folklore that seemed like they could have been passed from generation to generation to children mostly kindergarten to third grade age.  F &amp; G were sitting on a blanket that we brought and never moved except to get up on their knees to bounce with excitement as Octavia spun her tales.  They were in the true definition of the word, mesmerized.  45 minutes -- now what do the experts say the attention span of a child averages -- she kept them ALL mesmerized.  I am in awwww of Octavia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Thunderclap --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started storming (lightning, thunder, heavy rain, the works) before we left for the library.  Daddy helped me get the kids to the van and we dropped Daddy off on our way.  The rain eased and we had a dry run to the library door.  After the program, it was drizzling rain.  So we took our time getting to the van.  The girls like to go down the handicap ramp -- which is a much longer route than the stairs.  Must be a kid thing.  I get D in the van, here comes G one parking space away from the van, FLASH, KABOOM, I jump and G literal flew into the van.  If they had a radar on that child -- I know she'd have registered at least 90 mph.  F just stopped in her tracks like she had been shot with a gun, frozen in her tracks, I had to holler.  F get in this van. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, getting them from the van to the front door was going to be an ordeal and it was.  But on the way home, the girls were talking over each other trying to tell me the stories of the Dragons, and the woman with the red lips and long fingers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty neat night - and yes D -- he emptied an entire shelf of books.  Now that's job security for some librarian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30124532-115293255176874587?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115293255176874587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115293255176874587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115293255176874587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115293255176874587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/07/storyteller-and-thunder-clap.html' title='The Storyteller and the Thunder Clap'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115249092753403813</id><published>2006-07-09T20:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T20:24:45.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Get Wet!!!</title><content type='html'>I specifically told them -- DON'T GET WET!!! DON'T GO IN THE POOL!!!  Well, I went inside for 10 minutes and here's the result.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/200/100_1448.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/200/100_1456.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/200/100_1457.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/200/100_1449.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/200/100_1451.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ALL WET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30124532-115249092753403813?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115249092753403813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115249092753403813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115249092753403813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115249092753403813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/07/dont-get-wet.html' title='Don&apos;t Get Wet!!!'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115241426467339010</id><published>2006-07-08T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T23:04:24.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reward System</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/MRBLogo_Web_Medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/320/MRBLogo_Web_Medium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes having three young children is a handful.  Well, they have recently been acting like they are "privileged" children and I haven't been able to motivate them as well as I have in the past. We have implemented a point reward system.  I have been using a program that I downloaded and the girls are "stoked."  D***** is still a little young for it, but I may be able to use it for potty training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, for example, they cleaned their rooms with mom's help, took out recyclables, and were very cooperative.  Before bedtime they were eager to see how they were doing with points and we discussed  what they could do better and we praised what they did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep our fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See the links section for the site where I downloaded the program.  It's real cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30124532-115241426467339010?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115241426467339010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115241426467339010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115241426467339010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115241426467339010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/07/reward-system.html' title='Reward System'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115205018801366626</id><published>2006-07-04T17:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T17:56:28.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fourth of July</title><content type='html'>We have had a very fun day today.  The whole family played in the pool.  But, bummer it is now raining and we probably won't get to see the fireworks.  We are keeping our fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is G***** saying the Pledge of Allegiance for you on this patriotic day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yUEua7rWuog"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yUEua7rWuog" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30124532-115205018801366626?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115205018801366626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115205018801366626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115205018801366626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115205018801366626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html' title='Happy Fourth of July'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115189757077561110</id><published>2006-07-02T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T23:34:50.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharpie Attack</title><content type='html'>Ok -- I should have taken pictures.  I know.  But, I'll just tell you about it.  The girls and I were sleeping real good this morning.  But, D***** must have gotten up early, because when the phone rang and finally woke us up, I looked up and there was D***** with a black Sharpie (they are permanent you know).  Marker on his face, his arms, his legs, and I have no idea how, but my belly is covered with Sharpie marks.  By the way, did I mention the walls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterthought -- this happened to my sister-in-law (not her belly though).  My niece L*** decided to decorate herself with a permanent marker and J*** said that baby oil is a surefire way to remove it from the skin.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Just a helpful hint...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30124532-115189757077561110?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115189757077561110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115189757077561110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115189757077561110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115189757077561110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/07/sharpie-attack.html' title='Sharpie Attack'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115181937987429586</id><published>2006-07-02T01:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T01:52:05.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't He Sweet</title><content type='html'>Sweet because D***** has cake batter all over himself.  This was taken back in February but it is one of my favorites.  He's 14 months old here and shares with F****.  You can here G***** in the background whistling.  She's always singing, making up songs, and whistling.  And, since she's not in this video -- you can see why we call her the loner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way -- as I tell everyone else.  Excuse the mess -- I have three kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yJDcZberjxU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yJDcZberjxU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30124532-115181937987429586?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115181937987429586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115181937987429586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115181937987429586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115181937987429586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/07/aint-he-sweet.html' title='Ain&apos;t He Sweet'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115145482862584497</id><published>2006-06-27T20:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T20:35:29.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>G &amp; Mom Testing Audioblogger</title><content type='html'>Here is G and I talking about how God makes us -- notice her attention is pulled away pretty quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/124158/377250.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30124532-115145482862584497?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115145482862584497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115145482862584497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115145482862584497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115145482862584497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/06/g-mom-testing-audioblogger.html' title='G &amp; Mom Testing Audioblogger'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115145173047230319</id><published>2006-06-27T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T19:43:11.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Aunt D**</title><content type='html'>Aunt D** watched the girls today while I was at work.  Granny had a doctor's appointment.  Aunt D** said that she had a good day.  When Granny got back from the doctor, F**** asked her what did the doctor say.  Granny told them that the doctor told her to throw away her salt shaker.  Now this upset G***** whose eyes got really wide.  "Throw away your salt shaker, but Gwanny I like salt."  (Behind the story, G***** loves to eat salt and butter.  I know, yuck.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home we decided to order Chinese take-out.  Here is D***** eating Shrimp Lo-Mein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9q6xmeggaA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9q6xmeggaA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30124532-115145173047230319?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115145173047230319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115145173047230319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115145173047230319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115145173047230319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/06/thanks-aunt-d.html' title='Thanks Aunt D**'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115129296921705482</id><published>2006-06-25T23:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T23:39:10.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in the Pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/000_0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/200/000_0216.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/000_0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/200/000_0214.jpg" alt="" 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/30124532-115129296921705482?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115129296921705482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115129296921705482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115129296921705482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115129296921705482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/06/day-in-pool.html' title='A Day in the Pool'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115119857276894868</id><published>2006-06-24T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T00:10:48.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_1380.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/200/100_1380.jpg" alt="" border="10" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt D** the kids and I went to a 6 year old's birthday party today at a bowling alley.  Here are G &amp;amp; F sporting their lovely bowling shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we spent the afternoon at Aunt D**'s house, played on the swings, looked at old pictures, and layed around with her on the couch.  Later, we all went to eat at a huge buffet -- F picked where we ate today and she says: &lt;blockquote&gt;it's where there's all these things, everything  you can think of, all kinds of food, corn and everything.  Any food that you want.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool thing about today -- while bowling F bowled a STRIKE!!!!  Go F!!!!  See F bowl her strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y4OchfbitV8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y4OchfbitV8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dsmarkwell.spaces.msn.com/blog/cns%21311E81E3AE7BFE88%21623.entry"&gt;Click here for my sister's rendition of the day.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30124532-115119857276894868?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115119857276894868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115119857276894868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115119857276894868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115119857276894868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/06/strike.html' title='Strike!!!'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115114826355354247</id><published>2006-06-24T07:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T19:51:05.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Make a Muscle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;D is really cute and we sound like idiots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A4D3zTp3ko0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A4D3zTp3ko0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30124532-115114826355354247?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115114826355354247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115114826355354247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115114826355354247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115114826355354247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/06/make-muscle.html' title='Make a Muscle'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30124532.post-115111921813131667</id><published>2006-06-23T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T08:10:10.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Awwwww</title><content type='html'>My other blog is pretty bleak at this point, so I want to showcase the joy in my life.  That would be my children.  Remember the TV show -- &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kids_Say_the_Darndest_Things"&gt;"Kids Say the Darndest Things."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going to showcase the amazing things that are done by my three of whom I'm in awe (awwww).    I know kind of sappy -- but hope someone else out there gets a kick out of it.  Guaranteed to make you SMILE.  This will be pics, short video clips, anecdotes, and pictures of three (I think) really cute kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters (and when I say characters the meaning is two-fold) are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt; - my too smart for her age six year old, full of "What if" questions, and can't pass a mirror without looking into it child.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; - my 'tell it like it is" four year old, can't stay clean for 5 minutes, and middle child. (Best part of an oreo is the middle.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; - the "SON" and toddler, going to be the comedian, and trying to do anything the older siblings can do child.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/1600/100_0994.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;"  src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2686/3095/320/100_0994.0.jpg" alt="" border="10";/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This is D getting socks for Christmas.  Quite excited about everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sit back and enjoy!!  I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30124532-115111921813131667?l=inawwwofthree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/feeds/115111921813131667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30124532&amp;postID=115111921813131667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115111921813131667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30124532/posts/default/115111921813131667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inawwwofthree.blogspot.com/2006/06/awwwww.html' title='Awwwww'/><author><name>Nay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16769983588719974199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/351689764_b9742c2e0b_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
