<?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-6080459945031920183</id><updated>2012-01-24T21:33:36.717-08:00</updated><category term='Lizzie'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='fort'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='swinging'/><category term='snake'/><category term='music'/><category term='thrift store'/><category term='temper'/><category term='Roses'/><category term='flood'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='discipline'/><category term='merry go round'/><category term='winking'/><category term='cousins'/><category term='fishing'/><category term='ruthie'/><category term='tea party'/><category term='doll house'/><category term='flicker'/><category term='slide'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='dresses'/><category term='attitude'/><category term='tree'/><category term='park'/><category term='friends'/><category term='funnyface'/><category term='old pictures'/><title type='text'>Heaven's in my Throat</title><subtitle type='html'>A collection of silly things in our house.  Starting with Ruthie's random phrase "Heaven's in my throat".  Which in some places in Africa the people would say "throat" in place of where we say "heart", maybe Ruthie's on to something.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-3837516953330134121</id><published>2010-01-28T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T13:26:48.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lizzie'/><title type='text'>Jesus in her heart!!!</title><content type='html'>We have shared with Lizzie about Jesus often, but as with Ruthie we never wanted to push her into a relationship with Him.  Ruthie shares the gospel with her sister and wanted her to ask Jesus in her heart.  But the last time Ruthie began sharing I helped her understand and asked her if she wanted to pray and ask Jesus in her heart, Lizzie wanted me to pray and didn't want to do it herself so I said I can't do it for you but you don't have to do it now, maybe another time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other day in the car (we were eating breakfast on our way to church) we prayed for our food, and then Lizzie piped up that she wanted to pray and ask Jesus to come into her heart.  I hadn't even mentioned it to her in a while and was surprised and told her okay go ahead.  She prayed and asked Him into "mine and Wufie's (Ruthie's) heart".   She then went on to pray for us to heal up, since we are kinda sick, and for all kinds of stuff.  She was really excited and we congratulated her.  I am so blessed that both of my children thus far want to have a relationship with their Maker.  I pray that they both continue to walk in His ways and follow Him all the days of their lives.  And that their baby brother too will come to the same decision in his life. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/S2H-ehM9jPI/AAAAAAAAAtY/UvZ-8yPw2NA/s1600-h/september-december09+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/S2H-ehM9jPI/AAAAAAAAAtY/UvZ-8yPw2NA/s400/september-december09+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431902425847794930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/S2H-ePg0EaI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/FWJljFEAfCk/s1600-h/september-december09+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/S2H-ePg0EaI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/FWJljFEAfCk/s400/september-december09+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431902421099221410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/S2H-dbNSEmI/AAAAAAAAAtI/VnGpIAvP-vE/s1600-h/september-december09+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/S2H-dbNSEmI/AAAAAAAAAtI/VnGpIAvP-vE/s400/september-december09+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431902407058657890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless everyone, I know I haven't posted in a really long time, but we don't have internet at home anymore so I have to do it at the church.  This was a big enough milestone that it needed to be shared and written down so we can remember forever.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 Praise be to God!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-3837516953330134121?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/3837516953330134121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=3837516953330134121' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/3837516953330134121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/3837516953330134121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2010/01/jesus-in-her-heart.html' title='Jesus in her heart!!!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/S2H-ehM9jPI/AAAAAAAAAtY/UvZ-8yPw2NA/s72-c/september-december09+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-2563190146285978677</id><published>2009-06-11T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T10:20:05.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vintage Wedding Refashioned Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>When I saw this dress, I wished I could get married again and be skinny again just to wear it!  Thankfully though I am already married to a wonderful man, so I will just tell my friends they should get married and wear this dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/05/vintage-wedding-refashioned-frock.html"&gt;Vintage Wedding Refashioned Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always I am amazed by her craftsmanship, and I love her style.  I talked to my friend the other day and told her she needs to see this dress, since she just got engaged and wants a simple yet beautiful, inexpensive dress.  She looooved the dress, and that says a lot because she works in NY, buying clothing for fashion stores or something.  I think this dress would fit her style to a T.  So I am posting about this dress for her I would love to be able to get it for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-2563190146285978677?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/05/vintage-wedding-refashioned-frock.html' title='Vintage Wedding Refashioned Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/2563190146285978677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=2563190146285978677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/2563190146285978677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/2563190146285978677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2009/06/vintage-wedding-refashioned-frock.html' title='Vintage Wedding Refashioned Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-5034444139873673244</id><published>2009-06-04T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:23:43.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tree'/><title type='text'>Catch up, photos of our spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif5fsMDAnI/AAAAAAAAArY/ao7oQXw8lmY/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif5fsMDAnI/AAAAAAAAArY/ao7oQXw8lmY/s400/up+through+June+09+140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343513805731332722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When it finally got warm enough to go out in the wagon we did so a lot.  But as you can see after being in a cave all winter it seemed bright out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif5f5KeiqI/AAAAAAAAArg/i4oIVMn-wz8/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif5f5KeiqI/AAAAAAAAArg/i4oIVMn-wz8/s400/up+through+June+09+143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343513809214409378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spend lots of time in the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif5gGOyqHI/AAAAAAAAAro/VwmykpUhFx8/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif5gGOyqHI/AAAAAAAAAro/VwmykpUhFx8/s400/up+through+June+09+144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343513812722165874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt and Ruthie catching a snooze together, yet the littlest one is wide awake and jumping on the couch next to them, you can see her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif5gYB3oKI/AAAAAAAAArw/L4ZKmk_lDNA/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+157.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/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif5gYB3oKI/AAAAAAAAArw/L4ZKmk_lDNA/s400/up+through+June+09+157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343513817499803810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We go for walk-abouts often, this time I think we were up Pine Creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif5ggFcS_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/NzraQzydm6A/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif5ggFcS_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/NzraQzydm6A/s400/up+through+June+09+159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343513819662273522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was cold and windy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif8Z-tGQUI/AAAAAAAAAsA/jo0RZZ3BNFg/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif8Z-tGQUI/AAAAAAAAAsA/jo0RZZ3BNFg/s400/up+through+June+09+161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343517006157463874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruthie is growing up so much, she loves being outdoors, and at the cricks and mountains, she likes to catch bugs and frogs or collect rocks.  She is awesome, I love this about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif8aO79OCI/AAAAAAAAAsI/-aCisRwFYCA/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif8aO79OCI/AAAAAAAAAsI/-aCisRwFYCA/s400/up+through+June+09+165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343517010514753570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While Lizzie on the other hand is still young to appreciate the outdoors fully, so she turns her attention to Grandpa!  And she definitely has all of his attention, having him wrapped tightly around her finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif8aWESGYI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/g-oKAOhIcc0/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif8aWESGYI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/g-oKAOhIcc0/s400/up+through+June+09+166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343517012428724610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the girlies in their Easter dresses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif8ajC7ZII/AAAAAAAAAsY/G85YPRiIj4k/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif8ajC7ZII/AAAAAAAAAsY/G85YPRiIj4k/s400/up+through+June+09+171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343517015912703106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo shoot in the yard, and Rosebud showed up to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif8a9rKWrI/AAAAAAAAAsg/zdZTDhu-Uf4/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif8a9rKWrI/AAAAAAAAAsg/zdZTDhu-Uf4/s400/up+through+June+09+172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343517023060777650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Be careful, she scratches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Matt was convinced our Silver Maple tree was rotten inside and dangerous!  I had to watch them cut my beloved tree down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif9qnm_dII/AAAAAAAAAso/SUJL6m3mRns/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif9qnm_dII/AAAAAAAAAso/SUJL6m3mRns/s400/up+through+June+09+178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343518391527240834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got help from our friends Steve, Daniel, and Matt's brother TJ.  They were an extraordinary help.  Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif9q1rBraI/AAAAAAAAAsw/qul1mmV1ibc/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif9q1rBraI/AAAAAAAAAsw/qul1mmV1ibc/s400/up+through+June+09+197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343518395302260130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It rained off and on and got windy for a while, but they got it down without breaking anything.  What a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif9rLV0gyI/AAAAAAAAAs4/noqfbOva4Cw/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif9rLV0gyI/AAAAAAAAAs4/noqfbOva4Cw/s400/up+through+June+09+206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343518401118896930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And sure enough, it was really rotten inside, I guess Matt knew what he was doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif9rcRy_JI/AAAAAAAAAtA/V-E5r1GOKiA/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif9rcRy_JI/AAAAAAAAAtA/V-E5r1GOKiA/s400/up+through+June+09+211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343518405665422482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before the batteries died I got a cute picture of a girly in a blue dress picking Blue Bells!  How beautiful.  Now you are almost caught up to life with the Jolley's!  Maybe I will try posting again before too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-5034444139873673244?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/5034444139873673244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=5034444139873673244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/5034444139873673244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/5034444139873673244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2009/06/catch-up-photos-of-our-spring.html' title='Catch up, photos of our spring!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sif5fsMDAnI/AAAAAAAAArY/ao7oQXw8lmY/s72-c/up+through+June+09+140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-9144915460968433170</id><published>2009-06-04T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:37:16.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tea party'/><title type='text'>The Butterfly Tea Party</title><content type='html'>We had a little party with our friends.  We had a storm that made it hard for them to even make it up to us but we were grateful for them making the trek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifwzJrKxhI/AAAAAAAAApw/qOThFkeMvXU/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifwzJrKxhI/AAAAAAAAApw/qOThFkeMvXU/s400/up+through+June+09+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343504244459357714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the pre-party face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifwzbMsb7I/AAAAAAAAAqA/VVEQuODs3Hw/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifwzbMsb7I/AAAAAAAAAqA/VVEQuODs3Hw/s400/up+through+June+09+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343504249163378610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awaiting guests to arrive Ruthie read a book to Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifwzCSodEI/AAAAAAAAAp4/W6iuICAtx78/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifwzCSodEI/AAAAAAAAAp4/W6iuICAtx78/s400/up+through+June+09+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343504242477397058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sifwzq7VCPI/AAAAAAAAAqI/VoG-j1Nfb7E/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sifwzq7VCPI/AAAAAAAAAqI/VoG-j1Nfb7E/s400/up+through+June+09+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343504253385509106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy got a little carried away with decorations, but it is winter then and I love doing creative things.  So I made name cards, and decorated with butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifwzlHYf9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wHdxt7BWkDY/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifwzlHYf9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/wHdxt7BWkDY/s400/up+through+June+09+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343504251825455058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was perfect because Lizzie had just received a gift of a tea party picnic set with butterflies on it, so we used those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifxyNDCDEI/AAAAAAAAAqo/NvamI1KEzhc/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifxyNDCDEI/AAAAAAAAAqo/NvamI1KEzhc/s400/up+through+June+09+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343505327696514114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made it look fun for the kids but Matt hated it because he had to duck to go into the dining room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sifxx4CiN-I/AAAAAAAAAqg/DofDMDnAefU/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sifxx4CiN-I/AAAAAAAAAqg/DofDMDnAefU/s400/up+through+June+09+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343505322057283554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie is trying her hardest to blow up the balloons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifxxlUaCMI/AAAAAAAAAqY/4ijwEOyIRFI/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifxxlUaCMI/AAAAAAAAAqY/4ijwEOyIRFI/s400/up+through+June+09+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343505317031971010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And again too much time in the winter to sit and create things.  But they turned out  beautiful, and tasted pretty good too!  Butterfly cupcakes and of course a carrot cake with cream cheese frosting for those of us who like what it tastes like more than how it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifxyKuMyTI/AAAAAAAAAqw/65msBwcVcLY/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifxyKuMyTI/AAAAAAAAAqw/65msBwcVcLY/s400/up+through+June+09+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343505327072266546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday to you...Happy Birthday to Elizabeth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifxyYQzOJI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Ng5ZTFy-ywY/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+085.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/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifxyYQzOJI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Ng5ZTFy-ywY/s400/up+through+June+09+085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343505330707052690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such a doll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sifyl9NF2ZI/AAAAAAAAArA/OODUZit8wMY/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+099.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/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sifyl9NF2ZI/AAAAAAAAArA/OODUZit8wMY/s400/up+through+June+09+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343506216796936594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yummy!  Say cheese, silly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifymKTaM_I/AAAAAAAAArI/EWorOe6dlII/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifymKTaM_I/AAAAAAAAArI/EWorOe6dlII/s400/up+through+June+09+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343506220313097202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She got lots of fun gifts too.  Mostly we were just excited to have our friends come over and hang out.  But thanks for the gifts too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sifymf-DIYI/AAAAAAAAArQ/E1sXQmpilUA/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sifymf-DIYI/AAAAAAAAArQ/E1sXQmpilUA/s400/up+through+June+09+117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343506226129084802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all had lots of fun, and then our guests had to drive back over the icy pass with kids on a sugar rush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to keep the other kids out of the pictures on here since I didn't know if they would appreciate me putting their pictures on the internet, but truly there were other kids and they were very cute too.  I got some nice pictures of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-9144915460968433170?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/9144915460968433170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=9144915460968433170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/9144915460968433170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/9144915460968433170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2009/06/butterfly-tea-party.html' title='The Butterfly Tea Party'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifwzJrKxhI/AAAAAAAAApw/qOThFkeMvXU/s72-c/up+through+June+09+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-288108814649203759</id><published>2009-06-04T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:03:31.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doll house'/><title type='text'>Happy Belated 2nd Birthday Lizzie Jean!!!</title><content type='html'>So I am a little bit late in posting pictures from Lizzie's Two Year Birthday back in February!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifauVYNTtI/AAAAAAAAAoI/R6XUp5ZrKyg/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifauVYNTtI/AAAAAAAAAoI/R6XUp5ZrKyg/s400/up+through+June+09+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343479972445900498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is her with the fish tank from grandma and grandpa, we have gone through many fish already.  But it is a fun thing to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packages arrived in the mail from aunt Jenny, uncle Eric, and Jacob and Brennen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifauZBhYII/AAAAAAAAAoQ/zbyoCx6W4z8/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifauZBhYII/AAAAAAAAAoQ/zbyoCx6W4z8/s400/up+through+June+09+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343479973424488578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She got a cool butterfly bingo game, and Ruthie got in on the excitement too with some stickers and tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sifaupvbj3I/AAAAAAAAAoY/3NVh5sPAeco/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sifaupvbj3I/AAAAAAAAAoY/3NVh5sPAeco/s400/up+through+June+09+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343479977912012658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie got a frog blanket too, that both girls wanted to have wrapped around them. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifaulVj7WI/AAAAAAAAAog/ScFyuFHrfhs/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifaulVj7WI/AAAAAAAAAog/ScFyuFHrfhs/s400/up+through+June+09+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343479976729767266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She looks adorable in her leggings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sifau_IaEGI/AAAAAAAAAoo/e5np9dLrEC4/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Sifau_IaEGI/AAAAAAAAAoo/e5np9dLrEC4/s400/up+through+June+09+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343479983653916770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy made a fleece cat for her, that she loved for about two days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifelXvtifI/AAAAAAAAApo/x-vZOiW3jEo/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifelXvtifI/AAAAAAAAApo/x-vZOiW3jEo/s400/up+through+June+09+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343484216509041138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just look at that smile, so fake.  She is still learning to give a soft smile on command!&lt;br /&gt;For now I just love this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifbYi3ufxI/AAAAAAAAAow/c-7t2s9fg-g/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifbYi3ufxI/AAAAAAAAAow/c-7t2s9fg-g/s400/up+through+June+09+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343480697622265618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She got lots of new thrift store furniture for the calico critters they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifbY6xQvVI/AAAAAAAAAo4/yNwJpowv9os/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifbY6xQvVI/AAAAAAAAAo4/yNwJpowv9os/s400/up+through+June+09+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343480704037600594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally, she gets to see what mom and Ruthie have been working so hard on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifdJn_XWPI/AAAAAAAAApA/DbGeDL7-iyk/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifdJn_XWPI/AAAAAAAAApA/DbGeDL7-iyk/s400/up+through+June+09+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343482640321698034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I, with some help from Ruthie, refinished a log style doll house from the thrift store.&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome find, they gave me a great deal and it turned out beautiful, I kinda wish I could live there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifdJwBkCbI/AAAAAAAAApI/buquOwr2CdU/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifdJwBkCbI/AAAAAAAAApI/buquOwr2CdU/s400/up+through+June+09+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343482642478401970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifdKJDxViI/AAAAAAAAApY/e362JOz5wWM/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifdKJDxViI/AAAAAAAAApY/e362JOz5wWM/s400/up+through+June+09+138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343482649198548514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy had to play with it and get it set up the way she likes it.  But they have their own creative minds and it doesn't stay the way I like it long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifdJwOaKhI/AAAAAAAAApQ/wNdXauJlAbY/s1600-h/up+through+June+09+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifdJwOaKhI/AAAAAAAAApQ/wNdXauJlAbY/s400/up+through+June+09+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343482642532280850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy late birthday my sweet little girl.  I love you lots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-288108814649203759?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/288108814649203759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=288108814649203759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/288108814649203759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/288108814649203759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-belated-2nd-birthday-lizzie-jean.html' title='Happy Belated 2nd Birthday Lizzie Jean!!!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SifauVYNTtI/AAAAAAAAAoI/R6XUp5ZrKyg/s72-c/up+through+June+09+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-70544205652405213</id><published>2009-04-16T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:26:43.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SekAlm1zWQI/AAAAAAAAAoA/TIkFoNbYvsE/s1600-h/eggs+and+nests.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SekAlm1zWQI/AAAAAAAAAoA/TIkFoNbYvsE/s400/eggs+and+nests.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325788680423692546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just love this egg and nest picture, hooray, spring is in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I heard two different things from my children that I think describes their personalities quite well.  First Ruthie, she is very intelligent and listens to every word we say.  She is a philosophic thinker and loves the Lord, thankfully.  Today we were talking about ticks, I was telling her how they poke their heads inside us and drink our blood.  She asked me, "Why did God create ticks to drink blood?"  We wrote the question down to ask Daddy when he got home!&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie on the other hand, is a wild one.  She was caught a few days ago squatting down next to our slider door and licking her way up to as high as she could reach, about a two foot streak!  Today she walked in holding her shorts up way too high (she was not wearing a diaper at the time so they weren't staying up the same as normal) and she said to me, "I not licking the window, Mom".&lt;br /&gt;Both girls were praised, Lizzie for being sooo good at that moment, and Ruthie for coming up with such a good question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruthie a couple days ago was making shapes with her hands and saying, "look an 'A'!"  She continued and then a minute later she shows us her hands and says, "This is an A-hole!!!"  Matt and I tried not to make a deal out of it but couldn't help chuckling at her innocence.  &lt;br /&gt;Ruthie is riding a bike now (with training wheels).   She is getting very good at it, we are so proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I call Lizzie "Piggie" not meanly but in an endearing way because she can eat a lot and she is cute.  But a couple days ago when I cuddled her and called her that she very offendedly said, "I noh a pig, mom" cause all her sentences end in either "mom," "though," or "too."  I guess I can't call her that anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-70544205652405213?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/70544205652405213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=70544205652405213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/70544205652405213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/70544205652405213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2009/04/different-girls.html' title='Different Girls'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SekAlm1zWQI/AAAAAAAAAoA/TIkFoNbYvsE/s72-c/eggs+and+nests.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-6888592722488548563</id><published>2009-02-20T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:04:33.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZ7TEnapbNI/AAAAAAAAAno/N5eZqT02iWw/s1600-h/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZ7TEnapbNI/AAAAAAAAAno/N5eZqT02iWw/s400/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304909487342709970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here is Ruthie getting some Idaho sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZ7TEbXDCkI/AAAAAAAAAng/0eSJtOWAhx0/s1600-h/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZ7TEbXDCkI/AAAAAAAAAng/0eSJtOWAhx0/s400/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304909484106385986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt and I went to Calvary Chapel's Youth Workers Conference in California during January, with another couple from church.  It was fun.  We went to the beach before the conference and enjoyed the warmth.  The conference was awesome too, many things learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZ7TES7Qe5I/AAAAAAAAAnY/_8ouJKeNP7U/s1600-h/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZ7TES7Qe5I/AAAAAAAAAnY/_8ouJKeNP7U/s400/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304909481842342802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZ7TEKWA8WI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/tL11fBOX7MI/s1600-h/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZ7TEKWA8WI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/tL11fBOX7MI/s400/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304909479538651490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;California sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZ7TDxZhokI/AAAAAAAAAnI/9_ZrLiTPKZw/s1600-h/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZ7TDxZhokI/AAAAAAAAAnI/9_ZrLiTPKZw/s400/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304909472842490434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The girl's new bedding and pillows and valance they got for Christmas looks beautiful, and they are ecstatic about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-6888592722488548563?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/6888592722488548563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=6888592722488548563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6888592722488548563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6888592722488548563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-winter.html' title='Our Winter'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZ7TEnapbNI/AAAAAAAAAno/N5eZqT02iWw/s72-c/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-3859832475408400627</id><published>2009-02-13T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:33:21.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jolley school of balance</title><content type='html'>Some of you may wonder how Ruthie and Elizabeth get such wonderful balance. Well here it is a sneak peek at the intense training they go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2bfdc32dfdb64a7a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2bfdc32dfdb64a7a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900521%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55C915809DB29BF0AC72D3E425BD349ABAEADC9E.50C22F3340247C0BB340CFB4F788A8CEB3CF3BD1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2bfdc32dfdb64a7a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DG1I5mIdUqip9QjxPX1L4TVzwpaA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2bfdc32dfdb64a7a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900521%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55C915809DB29BF0AC72D3E425BD349ABAEADC9E.50C22F3340247C0BB340CFB4F788A8CEB3CF3BD1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2bfdc32dfdb64a7a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DG1I5mIdUqip9QjxPX1L4TVzwpaA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love watching them do this, they have so much fun and they never get hurt when Matt is there for some reason.  If I tried to do this alone, they would both fall off the bed and smash into each other on the way down and cry for an hour.  Matt can play wild with them, and I will stick to coloring and painting and pulling them in the wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZZvhJNIj0I/AAAAAAAAAnA/eNv8d9lP-Js/s1600-h/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZZvhJNIj0I/AAAAAAAAAnA/eNv8d9lP-Js/s400/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302548226472709954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here they are on their new bedding, a christmas gift from Grandma and Grandpa.  Lots of pretty pillows and a beautiful blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I heard Ruthie cry out, and it sounded serious.  When I came to check on her I saw Ruthie on the floor and Lizzie holding her hair and it looked like she was pulling hard.  I yelled at Lizzie and she let go.  Then I saw Ruthie's hair was actually tangled in a button on the front of Lizzie's jumper.  It was tangled bad and Lizzie wanted loose, too, so she was trying to pull it off of her.  They were both crying and when I got it untangled finally Ruthie had lost a pretty good chunk of hair.  I don't know how it happened but it was a little humorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZZvg1gxRSI/AAAAAAAAAm4/-7aNia3lkM0/s1600-h/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZZvg1gxRSI/AAAAAAAAAm4/-7aNia3lkM0/s400/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302548221186360610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;having a bit of tea with their bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZZvgeBEnkI/AAAAAAAAAmw/9QCFFeqCKGk/s1600-h/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+083.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/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZZvgeBEnkI/AAAAAAAAAmw/9QCFFeqCKGk/s400/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302548214879395394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trying out the new PS2, Ruthie was doing good at car racing, Lizzie thought she was too(her controller is backwards)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago, I sent Lizzie to her room to get her panties and bring them to me.  We are just letting her wear them a little at a time now, she is by no means potty trained.  She was gone a couple minutes when I heard her call out to me in her deep matter of fact voice, "mom, uh poop on uh for."  Sure enough I went in and she had pooped on the floor, carpet, right next to her panties.  I think I will be a little more careful from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZZvgfYt0sI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Oczl0d_kqOk/s1600-h/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZZvgfYt0sI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Oczl0d_kqOk/s400/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302548215247000258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ruthie loves this band called Mission6, we got a free video from the conference we went to, they wanted to dance to it so they got all their dancing clothes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZZvgEMeKhI/AAAAAAAAAmg/c3hTYHQdjtM/s1600-h/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZZvgEMeKhI/AAAAAAAAAmg/c3hTYHQdjtM/s400/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302548207947885074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trying to take a hike in the sunshine, we never make it very far in the cold and snow though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-3859832475408400627?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2bfdc32dfdb64a7a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/3859832475408400627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=3859832475408400627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/3859832475408400627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/3859832475408400627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2009/02/jolley-school-of-balance.html' title='Jolley school of balance'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SZZvhJNIj0I/AAAAAAAAAnA/eNv8d9lP-Js/s72-c/Christmas+08+to+Feb+09+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-5316860439466989930</id><published>2009-01-06T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:29:00.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take care of your feet.</title><content type='html'>This is a little overdue:&lt;br /&gt;Back in December we (the girls and I) got to go to Seattle to visit my sister.  We went to the beach and collected some seashells and saved some sea life.  We got to go to the Aquarium, I had never been to one and it was pretty cool.  And we got to just hang out and spend time with Aunt Jenny, and cousins Jacob and Brennen.  We didn't see Uncle Eric much cause he was working on power outages a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SWRXiMAGZ1I/AAAAAAAAAl4/9fqXvDw4kcU/s1600-h/08+Dec+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SWRXiMAGZ1I/AAAAAAAAAl4/9fqXvDw4kcU/s400/08+Dec+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288448107288618834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a cute picture of the boys together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SWRXiO9qtVI/AAAAAAAAAlw/DFFSTU-YCOI/s1600-h/08+Dec+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SWRXiO9qtVI/AAAAAAAAAlw/DFFSTU-YCOI/s400/08+Dec+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288448108083721554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And one of the girls together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SWRXhhF3y8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/bpG6Pui78mg/s1600-h/08+Dec+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SWRXhhF3y8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/bpG6Pui78mg/s400/08+Dec+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288448095770102722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Lizzie with one hand caught in the candy cane box.  While sitting right next to the tempting fish bowl.  She kept going in there and touching it and would then come and tell us she touched the fish with her hand even though she knew she wasn't supposed to.  The little Rascal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SWRXhHAqMwI/AAAAAAAAAlg/IzFVWcbBqEs/s1600-h/08+Dec+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SWRXhHAqMwI/AAAAAAAAAlg/IzFVWcbBqEs/s400/08+Dec+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288448088768918274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And my kids are so weird they take after their Daddy.  Ruthie and he always clean out the toe jam in between their toes and insist that it is good to do.  Ruthie condemns me for not wanting to do it too.  And here I caught Lizzie for the first time following in their footsteps!  What weirdo's.  I like my socks on, they all take theirs off first chance they get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for having us over Jenny.  We had lots of fun, we'll have to come again sometime when it is warm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-5316860439466989930?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/5316860439466989930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=5316860439466989930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/5316860439466989930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/5316860439466989930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2009/01/take-care-of-your-feet.html' title='Take care of your feet.'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SWRXiMAGZ1I/AAAAAAAAAl4/9fqXvDw4kcU/s72-c/08+Dec+106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-8389256830702820010</id><published>2008-11-15T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:06:19.876-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>In the Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SR6PqwbTRPI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/GddGrR7eWZc/s1600-h/august-oct+06+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SR6PqwbTRPI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/GddGrR7eWZc/s400/august-oct+06+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268806578786747634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Entrance to my mom's Rose garden where I always imagine walking when we sing this hymn.  My Dad is a welder and he built this awesome arbor and gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love this hymn we sing at church, I looked up the lyrics at &lt;a href="http://www.hymnlyrics.org/mostpopularhymns/inthegarden.php"&gt;Hymnlyrics.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In The Garden&lt;hr align="left" color="#a1a1a1" size="4" width="75%"&gt;    &lt;!-- Lyrics --&gt;   I come to the garden alone&lt;br /&gt;While the dew is still on the roses&lt;br /&gt;And the voice I hear falling on my ear&lt;br /&gt;The Son of God discloses.&lt;br /&gt;Refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He walks with me, and He talks with me,&lt;br /&gt;And He tells me I am His own;&lt;br /&gt;And the joy we share as we tarry there,&lt;br /&gt;None other has ever known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He speaks, and the sound of His voice,&lt;br /&gt;Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,&lt;br /&gt;And the melody that He gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Within my heart is ringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d stay in the garden with Him&lt;br /&gt;Though the night around me be falling,&lt;br /&gt;But He bids me go; through the voice of woe&lt;br /&gt;His voice to me is calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words: Charles Austin Miles (1912)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story: I read…the story of the greatest morn in history: “The first day of the  week cometh Mary Magdalene early, while it was yet very dark, unto the  sepulcher.” Instantly, completely, there unfolded in my mind the scenes of the  garden of Joseph….Out of the mists of the garden comes a form, halting,  hesitating, tearful, seeking, turning from side to side in bewildering  amazement. Falteringly, bearing grief in every accent, with tear-dimmed eyes,  she whispers, “If thou hast borne him hence”… “He speaks, and the sound of His  voice is so sweet the birds hush their singing.” Jesus said to her, “Mary!” Just  one word from his lips, and forgotten the heartaches, the long dreary hours….all  the past blotted out in the presence of the Living Present and the Eternal  Future. (Thanks to cyberhymnal.org)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SR6PrGnPdxI/AAAAAAAAAlY/kT4Ngku4hiU/s1600-h/august-oct+06+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SR6PrGnPdxI/AAAAAAAAAlY/kT4Ngku4hiU/s400/august-oct+06+115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268806584742410002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rose in my mom's garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-8389256830702820010?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/8389256830702820010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=8389256830702820010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/8389256830702820010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/8389256830702820010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-garden.html' title='In the Garden'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SR6PqwbTRPI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/GddGrR7eWZc/s72-c/august-oct+06+112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-6465679807860837395</id><published>2008-11-11T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:30:18.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing bigger</title><content type='html'>I haven't gotten any pictures off my camera in a while so I have old ones out.&lt;br /&gt;This is one of an old Chrysler my dad has:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SRpF9KUyKKI/AAAAAAAAAkw/NZmqzKzDO2w/s1600-h/October+2008+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SRpF9KUyKKI/AAAAAAAAAkw/NZmqzKzDO2w/s400/October+2008+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267599631209080994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little girls are pretty busy lately.  Lizzie is talking a lot and is very busy.  She wakes up in the morning and is very adamant that it is time to eat immediately.  She says "EAT, EAT" or occasionally "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uhhh&lt;/span&gt; cook", or maybe even "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ungee&lt;/span&gt;" (hungry).  She is quite passionate about food sometimes.   Actually she is passionate about everything, she is not a mellow person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SRp11EWLnsI/AAAAAAAAAk4/kQAc9pTKPVs/s1600-h/intro+to+Lizzie+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SRp11EWLnsI/AAAAAAAAAk4/kQAc9pTKPVs/s400/intro+to+Lizzie+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267652268723510978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruthie is working on her letters.  Sometimes she is focused and really gets it and is sounding out simple words other times she has a harder time and needs lots of coaching.  It is rewarding to see her learning and picking it up though.  She enjoys writing cards to people.  Ruthie really likes numbers though and does addition with her fingers. &lt;br /&gt;They are getting better at playing together for longer times but when they fight or argue they race to get to me and tattle on the other one as if the first one to make their case will win.  I often hear screaming and pounding feet running to get here first.  Usually Lizzie is screaming cause she gets passed up.   Eventually they will learn that is not how it works. &lt;br /&gt;We have two dogs Buddy is still a puppy and so when inside he has to stay in the kennel since they don't get the run of the house, Tucker though is being taught to stay on the rug at the back door.  This is a new thing and today Ruthie discovered that he had got her acorns and chewed them up.  She was very sad and insists we will need to get more.  Last time we collected acorns at the church, Ruthie, Lizzie and I had pockets filled up.  They often collect rocks and things too, like mommy.  So I am hoping to win one of these skirt outfits with a big pocket for bird seed, I am sure it would work for acorns and rocks too though.  Here is the link they are very cute:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/11/grosgrainstorecom-giftcard-giveaway.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GrosgrainStore&lt;/span&gt;.com Grand Opening &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Giftcard&lt;/span&gt; Giveaway!!!!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GROSGRAINSTORE&lt;/span&gt;.COM"&lt;br /&gt;She sells them too at her new store &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.grosgrainstore.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;GROSGRAINSTORE&lt;/span&gt;.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SRp11mAikGI/AAAAAAAAAlA/AnGZfX31Q_g/s1600-h/intro+to+Lizzie+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SRp11mAikGI/AAAAAAAAAlA/AnGZfX31Q_g/s400/intro+to+Lizzie+188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267652277759545442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today I heard Ruthie banging around in the dishes in the kitchen, I was hoping it was in her little kitchen set, but let her carry on without checking.  After a few minutes I came in and she was cooking!  She had my big mixing bowl out with some water and was adding sugar in it.  She said she was going to put some butter and milk in it and cook it in the oven.  I figured I would let her since she was so enthusiastic about what she was doing.  After the milk and butter she wanted salt and pepper and then she broke some pieces of leftover toast into it.  She wanted to cook it and I said, "in the microwave?" so she decided that sounded fun so she microwaved it for 55 seconds then she still wanted to put it in the oven so we put it in a different pan and baked it at 350 for a few minutes we took it out and she didn't even want to try it.    I had to reinforce what I had taught her a long time ago that only I can put things in and take things out of the oven because she was already getting the oven mitts out to try and do it herself!!!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Her concoction kinda looked like soup so we doctored up some top &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ramen&lt;/span&gt; for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SRp12TTAjGI/AAAAAAAAAlI/UJhO7FNLTs0/s1600-h/intro+to+Lizzie+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SRp12TTAjGI/AAAAAAAAAlI/UJhO7FNLTs0/s400/intro+to+Lizzie+211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267652289916603490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For Girls only:&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie got into a little mischief herself today.  I asked her to go and throw away a plastic bag that was lying around while we were picking up.  She went into the bathroom to throw it away and eventually she came out and I noticed what she had in her hands.  Read on only if you are not too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;squeamish&lt;/span&gt;, (this is a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;)  she had a used tampon applicator and wrapper putting it in and taking it out of the wrapper!  So we had to reinforce that lesson too, don't touch things in the trash, yucky, no touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6080459945031920183-6465679807860837395?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/6465679807860837395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=6465679807860837395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6465679807860837395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6465679807860837395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/11/growing-bigger.html' title='Growing bigger'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SRpF9KUyKKI/AAAAAAAAAkw/NZmqzKzDO2w/s72-c/October+2008+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-6037639667511062842</id><published>2008-10-24T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:34:28.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy House</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been blogging much lately, but I am doing crafts for the coming church bazaar.  I pale in comparison to the stuff found on Grosgrain's blog though.  I want so many of the things she makes so here is another give away that I would like to win for Ruthie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/10/grosgrain-mini-store-opening-and.html"&gt;GROSGRAIN MINI STORE OPENING NOVEMBER 6!!!!! AND BIG PREVIEW GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the bird prints and the pocket to keep seed in.  We are all into birds, in one way or another (it is duck and goose hunting season right now, we ate Matt's goose last night!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is crafting to do, hunting for Elk, and Water Foul, and Matt has begun wrestling season.  He is the local junior high coach and will be high school assistant coach to his brother.  This is all on top of him working at the church, doing a couple bible college classes there and teaching jr high bible study.   With all these things we actually will get to see more of Daddy, since he leaves work early to get to practice and then gets home about an hour before usual.  Some day I will start putting up more pictures again.   I still need to figure out what the girls will be for Harvest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-6037639667511062842?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/10/grosgrain-mini-store-opening-and.html' title='Busy House'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/6037639667511062842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=6037639667511062842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6037639667511062842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6037639667511062842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-house.html' title='Busy House'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-2142647237973610886</id><published>2008-10-01T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:59:25.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funnyface'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruthie'/><title type='text'>Wink School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here is a fun little video we did a while ago.  It was inspired by Ruthie coming up to me unprompted saying "look mommy."  I assumed it was for the funny face she was making and I responded, "oooh scary."  So she then told me she was closing one eye, it was this strenuous act that made a "scary face"!  The reenactment below is not quite as funny as the original, but still may make you giggle, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e32e0bf82d2c15a7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De32e0bf82d2c15a7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900521%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41441F424F1C8D7305F3CBE23F637D3CA90F4434.3457D9516DF16A3633F93CFCF6B63BF9A440F2BB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De32e0bf82d2c15a7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDTzDfAug61prfNQDXh07IPcwIRs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De32e0bf82d2c15a7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900521%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41441F424F1C8D7305F3CBE23F637D3CA90F4434.3457D9516DF16A3633F93CFCF6B63BF9A440F2BB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De32e0bf82d2c15a7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDTzDfAug61prfNQDXh07IPcwIRs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-2142647237973610886?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e32e0bf82d2c15a7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/2142647237973610886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=2142647237973610886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/2142647237973610886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/2142647237973610886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/10/wink-school.html' title='Wink School'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-3346702648382543262</id><published>2008-10-01T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:27:26.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Riding Hood Jacket GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Here is a really cute jacket that would look wonderful on Ruthie, I am a sucker for red, I think it looks so good with my brown little girls.  The gal that makes these things is so talented, she inspires me to try making things I think up in my head even though they often don't work out I have fun.  Check out the jacket and her blog here:  &lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/10/red-riding-hood-jacket-giveaway.html"&gt;Red Riding Hood Jacket GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't gotten pictures up from Ruthie's party but I will get to it soon, so check back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-3346702648382543262?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/10/red-riding-hood-jacket-giveaway.html' title='Red Riding Hood Jacket GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/3346702648382543262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=3346702648382543262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/3346702648382543262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/3346702648382543262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/10/red-riding-hood-jacket-giveaway.html' title='Red Riding Hood Jacket GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-2557331720064276198</id><published>2008-09-08T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T13:22:40.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepytime Bear Nightgown GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This is such a cute nightgown, Ruthie would love this kind of thing.   I wish I could sew like this.  Check it out on Grosgrain's blog here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/09/sleepybear-nightgown-giveaway.html"&gt;Sleepytime Bear Nightgown GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-2557331720064276198?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/09/sleepybear-nightgown-giveaway.html' title='Sleepytime Bear Nightgown GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/2557331720064276198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=2557331720064276198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/2557331720064276198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/2557331720064276198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/09/sleepytime-bear-nightgown-giveaway.html' title='Sleepytime Bear Nightgown GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-508496114383713885</id><published>2008-09-05T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T01:00:31.995-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrift store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It has been a while since I updated and I finally put pictures on my computer after about two months! We have been busy. We had youth camp with our church and Ruthie's birthday. Now we are getting ready for Ruthie's birthday party this weekend.  Here are some pictures from the last month or so to catch up on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We made this fun canopy from adding grommits on a thrift store sheet.&lt;br /&gt;I saw it on&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://sewmamasew.com/blog2/"&gt;Sew Mama Sew&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIp2gaHzoI/AAAAAAAAAY4/wSwYDRHkIA8/s1600-h/August+and+September+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIp2gaHzoI/AAAAAAAAAY4/wSwYDRHkIA8/s400/August+and+September+2008+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242798932601851522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was a genuine hug I was able to capture, they were hangin' out on the couch together reading while I vacuumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIp24rXx2I/AAAAAAAAAZA/dw7IR4NsEf4/s1600-h/August+and+September+2008+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIp24rXx2I/AAAAAAAAAZA/dw7IR4NsEf4/s400/August+and+September+2008+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242798939116652386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here is a very beautiful bad fishing hole we tried and all we caught were a bunch of mosquito bites all over us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIp3K-CtYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/PdzDOzaNiMM/s1600-h/August+and+September+2008+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIp3K-CtYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/PdzDOzaNiMM/s400/August+and+September+2008+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242798944026801538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We made a makeshift fort in the back yard under our maple tree.&lt;br /&gt;So fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIp3W-3jHI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/KZQlG8XMkAE/s1600-h/August+and+September+2008+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIp3W-3jHI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/KZQlG8XMkAE/s400/August+and+September+2008+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242798947251489906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love it when they make each other laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIp3tA78PI/AAAAAAAAAZY/tfFQ1dOHSZc/s1600-h/August+and+September+2008+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIp3tA78PI/AAAAAAAAAZY/tfFQ1dOHSZc/s400/August+and+September+2008+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242798953165746418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feeling very proud of her new hideout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIwna3WhGI/AAAAAAAAAZg/VT5qQ1jN-jI/s1600-h/August+and+September+2008+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIwna3WhGI/AAAAAAAAAZg/VT5qQ1jN-jI/s400/August+and+September+2008+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242806369997194338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found this table and chairs at my local thrift store and I decided to refinish it top secret for Ruthie's birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIwnppPzkI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3fAgB-_YvV8/s1600-h/August+and+September+2008+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIwnppPzkI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3fAgB-_YvV8/s400/August+and+September+2008+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242806373964566082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The girls' first time seeing it here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIwnzyLodI/AAAAAAAAAZw/R8KUwjQZlBA/s1600-h/August+and+September+2008+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIwnzyLodI/AAAAAAAAAZw/R8KUwjQZlBA/s400/August+and+September+2008+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242806376686395858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Ruthie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;We love you so much big four year old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I also got this dollhouse kit at the thrift store!  Score!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIwn09uk2I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ygwRjJgo1Pc/s1600-h/August+and+September+2008+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIwn09uk2I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ygwRjJgo1Pc/s400/August+and+September+2008+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242806377003258722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I just love this fabric on the sheet we got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIwoH6upII/AAAAAAAAAaA/dSH7CaaSxX8/s1600-h/August+and+September+2008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIwoH6upII/AAAAAAAAAaA/dSH7CaaSxX8/s400/August+and+September+2008+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242806382090953858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I love thrift store shopping and my daughter got thrift store gifts for her birthday but she was happy with them. &lt;br /&gt;There is a very cold chill in the air already and we barely even had summer yet.  I usually love having four seasons but even I will admit we didn't get much of a summer this year.  So this means it is time to hunker down and start more crafting or sewing projects right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-508496114383713885?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/508496114383713885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=508496114383713885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/508496114383713885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/508496114383713885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/09/goodbye-summer.html' title='Goodbye Summer'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SMIp2gaHzoI/AAAAAAAAAY4/wSwYDRHkIA8/s72-c/August+and+September+2008+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-7393598641063451910</id><published>2008-08-18T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:00:18.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Party Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Here is a really cute dress I like and can have a chance to win it for blogging about it!  It would look so cute on Ruthie.  I wish I could make one like it.  Wouldn't it be a nice birthday present.  Maybe someday I will learn to sew well enough to make this type of thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the dress here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/08/garden-party-frock-giveaway.html"&gt;Garden Party Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-7393598641063451910?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/08/garden-party-frock-giveaway.html' title='Garden Party Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/7393598641063451910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=7393598641063451910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/7393598641063451910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/7393598641063451910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/08/garden-party-frock-giveaway.html' title='Garden Party Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-205330620962987648</id><published>2008-07-16T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:55:48.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruthie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old pictures'/><title type='text'>Oh please God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GUESS WHO???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SH7dYwa-yvI/AAAAAAAAAYY/DCQYc9oOmKU/s1600-h/2005-2006+395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SH7dYwa-yvI/AAAAAAAAAYY/DCQYc9oOmKU/s320/2005-2006+395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223856035181021938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SH7dZlpKfeI/AAAAAAAAAYw/NuYRKsgTTFA/s1600-h/08+June+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SH7dZlpKfeI/AAAAAAAAAYw/NuYRKsgTTFA/s320/08+June+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223856049467588066" 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/_XHudoK-qSpc/SH7dZG7QDGI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Q4-XWriczdE/s1600-h/2005-2006+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SH7dZG7QDGI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Q4-XWriczdE/s320/2005-2006+175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223856041221950562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SH7dZQVNH1I/AAAAAAAAAYo/v0T5wm5QJEQ/s1600-h/2005-2006+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SH7dZQVNH1I/AAAAAAAAAYo/v0T5wm5QJEQ/s320/2005-2006+194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223856043746729810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;Here are some silly Ruthie antics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She found a stick out in the back yard and has been using it lately as a shepherds cane.  She pretends that Tucker and Buddy are her lambs, and she shoos them where she wants them to go.  Then she takes a hand full of sand and sprinkles it about saying she is feeding her hens.  I was going to mow the lawn as she yells out "watch out for my hens!"   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then today she was in her swimsuit cause she had been playing in our kiddie pool and was cold.  She came in and told me she prayed and asked God to make the sunshine on her so she could get warm, and then it did, and she prayed that the "dogs would stop just drinking the pool water", and they did.  A while later I was out there and she was standing just inside the shadow of our big maple tree when I heard her praying, "Oh please God, make the sunshine on me now, so I can be warm, oh please, God"  then she stepped out into the sun.  I didn't know how to respond so I went in the house and snickered quietly.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Earlier I got to see her throw a little temper tantrum just like Mommy did the day before.  I heard her yelling and banging something outside, so I went to see.  She was throwing her swing around.  I told her to cool it and to come here and have a seat.  When I asked what was going on she said, (exactly the words I said) "I hate these dogs!"  Woops, I knew then I had to explain how wrong I was and those were not good words to use.  She continued telling me how mad they were making her for drinking the pool water, and how they were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wasting&lt;/span&gt; it!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Ruthie, she is so sweet.  She keeps me on my toes.  I pray God would help me to teach her to be better than myself.  These are some silly things that I just wanted to record so I can remember them for a long time and tell her later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-205330620962987648?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/205330620962987648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=205330620962987648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/205330620962987648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/205330620962987648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-please-god.html' title='Oh please God...'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SH7dYwa-yvI/AAAAAAAAAYY/DCQYc9oOmKU/s72-c/2005-2006+395.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-8319491302325960429</id><published>2008-07-15T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:55:49.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SHzGbiPmNXI/AAAAAAAAAYI/sDktnRY3axI/s1600-h/08+July+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SHzGbiPmNXI/AAAAAAAAAYI/sDktnRY3axI/s400/08+July+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223267844193924466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lizzie loves the puppies, but she is NOT gentle.  She was pulling flesh and hair the other day and to scold her I showed her how it feels and I pulled her hair a bit.  This would have sent Ruthie bawling and upset that she hurt the puppy, but Lizzie is different, she had a funny little smirk the whole time and never felt any remorse, she has done it several times and each time I scold her I pull a little harder hoping for some reaction, but just a smirk, then I have to hide my face because I am laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt was able to splice our cord and now I can use the computer again.  I put a bunch of pictures on Flick r, some of the 4th of July Kiddie Parade in Coeur d' Alene.  We went with Jean, Kathy, Asia, Maya, Josh and Jessica.  We got to walk with our good friends Stephanie, Isaac and Havilah too.  It was a fun day!&lt;br /&gt;The girls got a little cold last week and it is still tagging on a tiny bit.  Hopefully this will be all we get for the summer.  Lizzie is getting better with her words.  I can tell many of her words even if others have no idea.  The funniest is "uh uh"  like how we would say for "no" but hers means "yes."  I think she is either trying to say "uh huh" or "yes please"  like the same inflections and stuff.  It is fine with me cause I understand it without even thinking about it, but when we visit other people it throws them for a loop that she is saying one thing and meaning something totally different.  She also says "baby," "buh" for bottle, "puppy," "Buddy," "Tucker," "Te tee" for Ruthie, "Go!," "nyo nyo" is no no, "ni ni" -nigh night, "boom" when a car goes by, and I particularly like when she says "have some"  which means hungry, or wants a particular food we have.  She says "mmbuh"  which I am not sure what this says but it is very randomly said but lately I am thinking it is Grandpa, because she says it on the toy phone and after talking about Daddy often.  She say what sounds like "why" for slide, and "wee" for swing.  She is a dare devil too, she climbs the ladder to the slide and sits there until I come to catch her coming down, sometimes yelling at the top of her lungs "Maaamaaaa."&lt;br /&gt;Ruthie likes to tell stories, she has a very active imagination and is always talking to me, it wears me out sometimes.  She likes to say scenarios, "if I ..." and they are so far fetched I don't even know what to say back but "hmmm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SHzGbwx8wMI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/5SUsSK662To/s1600-h/08+July+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SHzGbwx8wMI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/5SUsSK662To/s400/08+July+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223267848096104642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here is Ruthie at our friend Charis' birthday tea party, she made them each a tutu and it was very cute.  All the little girls drinking tea and wearing tutu's, except Lizzie she squealed once when another girl's tutu touched her.  Doesn't Ruthie look beautiful here, she is getting so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-8319491302325960429?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/8319491302325960429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=8319491302325960429' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/8319491302325960429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/8319491302325960429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SHzGbiPmNXI/AAAAAAAAAYI/sDktnRY3axI/s72-c/08+July+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-6889070847500187666</id><published>2008-06-26T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:55:50.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>I got a flickr account and so now I don't have as many pictures to share but here are a few that are not on flickr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGO6TPK7M6I/AAAAAAAAAXI/hfToZHrv5Fo/s1600-h/08+June+24+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGO6TPK7M6I/AAAAAAAAAXI/hfToZHrv5Fo/s400/08+June+24+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216217633077801890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Tree Peony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGO6T6WM2sI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/-iDolM9OFoA/s1600-h/08+June+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGO6T6WM2sI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/-iDolM9OFoA/s400/08+June+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216217644667820738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some pretty cute girls reading an excellent book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGO6Uw6ysOI/AAAAAAAAAXY/C835hjS-Pbs/s1600-h/08+June+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGO6Uw6ysOI/AAAAAAAAAXY/C835hjS-Pbs/s400/08+June+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216217659316809954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tight squeeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGO6VBIE2cI/AAAAAAAAAXg/o5pXMeDHf5I/s1600-h/08+June+24+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGO6VBIE2cI/AAAAAAAAAXg/o5pXMeDHf5I/s400/08+June+24+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216217663667493314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ready for church in skirts and pigtails.  Ruthie has a baby in a blanket and Lizzie's belly is showing, perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGO6VWQQ5pI/AAAAAAAAAXo/hHyjAu2SJW0/s1600-h/08+June+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGO6VWQQ5pI/AAAAAAAAAXo/hHyjAu2SJW0/s400/08+June+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216217669338982034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a little splashing in the mud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGR-iGissOI/AAAAAAAAAYA/o3AJx3zOxe0/s1600-h/08+June+24+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGR-iGissOI/AAAAAAAAAYA/o3AJx3zOxe0/s400/08+June+24+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216433392738676962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a pike caught stuck and set in our sink to filet along with many of its friends!&lt;br /&gt;Check out those teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGR-g5ogmLI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-9SQys_iZTg/s1600-h/08+June+24+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGR-g5ogmLI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-9SQys_iZTg/s400/08+June+24+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216433372093520050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGR-hVFA3qI/AAAAAAAAAX4/T45fnFtmW2M/s1600-h/08+June+24+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGR-hVFA3qI/AAAAAAAAAX4/T45fnFtmW2M/s400/08+June+24+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216433379460832930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And here is the stinker that makes me say farewell.  He is Buddy, the newest member of our family.  Today he chewed the power cord to our laptop and it doesn't take a charge anymore so I probably won't be using this much more for a while until we can get a new cord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/6080459945031920183-6889070847500187666?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/6889070847500187666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=6889070847500187666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6889070847500187666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6889070847500187666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/06/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGO6TPK7M6I/AAAAAAAAAXI/hfToZHrv5Fo/s72-c/08+June+24+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-297382904884350245</id><published>2008-06-25T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:55:50.535-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>Jesus is in Ruthie's Heart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGMy8qAiq5I/AAAAAAAAAXA/E6-UtDC9Ysw/s1600-h/08+June+24+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGMy8qAiq5I/AAAAAAAAAXA/E6-UtDC9Ysw/s400/08+June+24+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216068811075267474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago Ruthie woke up with a bad attitude as she often does.  I told her to go back upstairs and not to come down until she has a better one.  I suggested that she pray and ask God to help her change her attitude and be happy.  She went up and I didn't hear from her for awhile.  She finally came down the stairs and smiled at me real big and said, "I asked Jesus into my heart!"  I figured that was enough, and she was ready to come downstairs:)&lt;br /&gt;I know she is young and may not even really understand what that means but she knows that she wants Jesus and that is awesome.  I congratulated her and talked about it a little with her.&lt;br /&gt;We love you Ruthie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-297382904884350245?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/297382904884350245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=297382904884350245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/297382904884350245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/297382904884350245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/06/jesus-is-in-ruthies-heart.html' title='Jesus is in Ruthie&apos;s Heart!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SGMy8qAiq5I/AAAAAAAAAXA/E6-UtDC9Ysw/s72-c/08+June+24+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-4055832641826537723</id><published>2008-06-03T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:55:52.182-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swinging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><title type='text'>Lots of stuff!</title><content type='html'>There has been a little flooding up here in the Silver Valley!  We took a drive a couple days before it had peaked , we went up the Little North Fork, and here are a couple of decent pictures I got.   I saw pictures on the internet and could tell it had come up quite a bit from when I took these.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVxCPzXGkI/AAAAAAAAAWc/kTbLX2O_5PU/s1600-h/moreApr+08-May08+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVxCPzXGkI/AAAAAAAAAWc/kTbLX2O_5PU/s400/moreApr+08-May08+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207692827539479106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVxCvzXGlI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ldzOT8DktkQ/s1600-h/moreApr+08-May08+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVxCvzXGlI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ldzOT8DktkQ/s400/moreApr+08-May08+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207692836129413714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally got a little pool for the girls, if it ever gets warm enough they could go in it again.  Ruthie was so freezing after she did this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVxCvzXGmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/_rjelg9R_YU/s1600-h/moreApr+08-May08+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVxCvzXGmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/_rjelg9R_YU/s400/moreApr+08-May08+162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207692836129413730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Aunie Em's wedding to Paul, they had it at a Bible Camp.  It was really fun.  Matt could only get Ruthie to dance with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVvBPzXGfI/AAAAAAAAAV0/XTKaDSF4RQI/s1600-h/moreApr+08-May08+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVvBPzXGfI/AAAAAAAAAV0/XTKaDSF4RQI/s400/moreApr+08-May08+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207690611336354290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie loved dancing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVvBfzXGgI/AAAAAAAAAV8/EzoMOifWFn0/s1600-h/moreApr+08-May08+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVvBfzXGgI/AAAAAAAAAV8/EzoMOifWFn0/s400/moreApr+08-May08+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207690615631321602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Lizzie in the wagon when we went for a walk to see some of the flooding.  I don't know why but I love natural disasters.  They are so cool to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVvBvzXGhI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Ls3YxUpUdi0/s1600-h/moreApr+08-May08+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVvBvzXGhI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Ls3YxUpUdi0/s400/moreApr+08-May08+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207690619926288914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruthie's turn while Lizzie pushes from behind, I think Daddy needed some help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVvB_zXGiI/AAAAAAAAAWM/K5wquU9V9-s/s1600-h/moreApr+08-May08+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVvB_zXGiI/AAAAAAAAAWM/K5wquU9V9-s/s400/moreApr+08-May08+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207690624221256226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DON'T DO IT LIZZIE.  You have your whole life ahead of you.&lt;br /&gt;I captured a silly picture while Lizzie was sitting on the swing at TJ's house and playing with a toy gun that was laying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVvCfzXGjI/AAAAAAAAAWU/aHeUFG_ZaoU/s1600-h/moreApr+08-May08+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVvCfzXGjI/AAAAAAAAAWU/aHeUFG_ZaoU/s400/moreApr+08-May08+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207690632811190834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And with the warm weather Ruthie learned a new trick.  To swing herself, thank goodness.  We are so proud of Ruthie, she came in one day and told me she was swinging herself and to come watch and sure enough she had it down really well.  Everyday for a few weeks she would go out first thing in the morning and start swining.  They play outside whenever they can, and have great tans already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVsuPzXGaI/AAAAAAAAAVM/M3XQDgoUtMg/s1600-h/moreApr+08-May08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVsuPzXGaI/AAAAAAAAAVM/M3XQDgoUtMg/s400/moreApr+08-May08+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207688085895584162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have been fishing several times and Ruthie caught this one at Bull Run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVsvPzXGbI/AAAAAAAAAVU/IZusYOmvHfI/s1600-h/moreApr+08-May08+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVsvPzXGbI/AAAAAAAAAVU/IZusYOmvHfI/s400/moreApr+08-May08+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207688103075453362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was trying to get some pictures of the girls together and I got about two pictures before Lizzie started crying and reaching for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVsv_zXGcI/AAAAAAAAAVc/dcauRffWB9E/s1600-h/moreApr+08-May08+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVsv_zXGcI/AAAAAAAAAVc/dcauRffWB9E/s400/moreApr+08-May08+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207688115960355266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the Camp where the wedding was at they have a great big blue slide, it is awesome.  We took the girls down, and Ruthie was a little nervous but liked it.  Lizzie loved it because she has no comprehension of what could happen I think.  Everyone started racing down it.  Here is my nephews Preston and Nathan, I love the concentrated looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVswvzXGdI/AAAAAAAAAVk/fnyEOxkV4HQ/s1600-h/moreApr+08-May08+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVswvzXGdI/AAAAAAAAAVk/fnyEOxkV4HQ/s400/moreApr+08-May08+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207688128845257170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nathan is a character, he is always getting people to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVswvzXGeI/AAAAAAAAAVs/FB8F520MLEE/s1600-h/moreApr+08-May08+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVswvzXGeI/AAAAAAAAAVs/FB8F520MLEE/s400/moreApr+08-May08+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207688128845257186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a little while the big Jolley boys started playing; TJ, Matt, Joseph, Jordan, and Tyler.  Oh my goodness, look out and stand back.  They would wax the gunnysacks and get going so fast that at the bottom they couldn't hardly stop.  Tyler would actually jump up and slow himself running, then he even hit the fence that swung open.  He nearly took out Grandma Jolley one time.  I got a few more pictures and have a flickr page now that I will try to put pictures on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Little Glimpse into a Kids Mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Ruthie and Lizzie and I were laying in bed talking.  Lizzie was saying "eye," so we asked where Ruthie's eye was, and she pointed to it.  Then we asked her nose, mouth and ears, and she pointed to all of those too.  Then Ruthie lifts her shirt and tells her "nipple," then "bellybutton."   Then Ruthie asks me "Does God have a belly button?"  I said I didn't know, but probably not.  Anybody have a better answer, cause now I'm kinda curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is  a video of Ruthie swinging while she sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-80a4c375d2384d1a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D80a4c375d2384d1a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D10ECEE10EE31439404D26E5D7744EF38CC13D76A.60C759ACF2B24E96D58ADFEE3CF474F78FEA9C54%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D80a4c375d2384d1a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDLSj7oS3szZeYyGkHuqBzI4D9Cg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D80a4c375d2384d1a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D10ECEE10EE31439404D26E5D7744EF38CC13D76A.60C759ACF2B24E96D58ADFEE3CF474F78FEA9C54%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D80a4c375d2384d1a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDLSj7oS3szZeYyGkHuqBzI4D9Cg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-4055832641826537723?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=80a4c375d2384d1a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/4055832641826537723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=4055832641826537723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/4055832641826537723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/4055832641826537723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/06/lots-of-stuff.html' title='Lots of stuff!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEVxCPzXGkI/AAAAAAAAAWc/kTbLX2O_5PU/s72-c/moreApr+08-May08+118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-1373613984109571894</id><published>2008-05-05T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:54:27.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><title type='text'>Disciplining Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://64.13.218.251/shows/2006/05/raising_children_biblically.php" target="_blank"&gt;http://64.13.218.251/shows&lt;wbr&gt;/2006/05/raising_children&lt;wbr&gt;_biblically.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://64.13.218.251/shows/2006/05/raising_children_biblically.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an interview on Crosstalk that a friend emailed me.  It is excellent advise and I am going to order the seminar this lady does.  I am at a point right now that I need to update my methods with Ruthie as she is growing and Lizzie is so different from Ruthie she needs something different altogether.  Lizzie is taking to hitting every time she does not get what she wants.  For some time now Lizzie would hit Ruthie for telling her no.  My method with Ruthie that worked great was to give a spank on the hand and say not to do whatever it was she did wrong.  Lizzie just hits more, which makes sense.  Just this past week she is hitting the air when I don't go the direction she is pointing me, or hitting me when I tell her no milk.  I started to hold her hand down after doing it and restrict her.  Then she absolutely freaks out, screaming and crying.  Then when she gets disciplined she always wants milk to comfort her, and I don't want to do that all the time, since I want to be weaning her soon.  Any advice?  I am excited to hear the seminar so I can learn some new tactics, and get a better perspective on raising the girls in a Godly way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-1373613984109571894?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/1373613984109571894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=1373613984109571894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/1373613984109571894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/1373613984109571894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/05/disciplining-children.html' title='Disciplining Children'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-6694573282062115230</id><published>2008-04-20T22:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:55:53.392-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flicker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='merry go round'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><title type='text'>One Day of Spring</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was  some sunshine, so we made a run to the park.  As I am writing this it is just a faded memory and I see snow covering everything outside...in late April!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwzRH2bl4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/ehb2ywVw2tI/s1600-h/moreApr+08+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwzRH2bl4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/ehb2ywVw2tI/s400/moreApr+08+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191580839709480834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love our park.  It has all the old fashioned metal toys.  I despise plastic.  I'm sure it is safer, and these probably have leaded paint or something, but I just like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwzRX2bl5I/AAAAAAAAAUc/i2rQWJilX74/s1600-h/moreApr+08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwzRX2bl5I/AAAAAAAAAUc/i2rQWJilX74/s400/moreApr+08+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191580844004448146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwzRn2bl6I/AAAAAAAAAUk/Mb1WRzep4ys/s1600-h/moreApr+08+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwzRn2bl6I/AAAAAAAAAUk/Mb1WRzep4ys/s400/moreApr+08+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191580848299415458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We must always try to defy the gravity and climb up the slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwzR32bl7I/AAAAAAAAAUs/MbTlxsCWL0M/s1600-h/moreApr+08+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwzR32bl7I/AAAAAAAAAUs/MbTlxsCWL0M/s400/moreApr+08+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191580852594382770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even Lizzie tries, she does everything big sister is doing.  The other day in the car I gave them each an invitation to look at and play with.  Ruthie put hers in her mouth and said it was her beak.  I look back a few minutes later and see that Lizzie's has a big soggy U shape out of hers.  She had seen Ruthie put hers in her mouth and followed suit, assuming that Ruthie was eating hers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwzSH2bl8I/AAAAAAAAAU0/ParyJiNdGTM/s1600-h/moreApr+08+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwzSH2bl8I/AAAAAAAAAU0/ParyJiNdGTM/s400/moreApr+08+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191580856889350082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwuVH2blzI/AAAAAAAAATs/m-Ei2yFDcac/s1600-h/moreApr+08+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwuVH2blzI/AAAAAAAAATs/m-Ei2yFDcac/s400/moreApr+08+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191575410870818610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little flicker made quite a ruckus when he pecked on the metal dome on this toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAyzDn2bl9I/AAAAAAAAAU8/7_LmQ5ZHcTQ/s1600-h/moreApr+08+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAyzDn2bl9I/AAAAAAAAAU8/7_LmQ5ZHcTQ/s400/moreApr+08+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191721345269602258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwuVX2bl0I/AAAAAAAAAT0/4hoToFgyfb8/s1600-h/moreApr+08+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwuVX2bl0I/AAAAAAAAAT0/4hoToFgyfb8/s400/moreApr+08+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191575415165785922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwuVn2bl1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/5Sf51i-ocw8/s1600-h/moreApr+08+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwuVn2bl1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/5Sf51i-ocw8/s400/moreApr+08+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191575419460753234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwuV32bl2I/AAAAAAAAAUE/YCxXUYkG124/s1600-h/moreApr+08+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwuV32bl2I/AAAAAAAAAUE/YCxXUYkG124/s400/moreApr+08+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191575423755720546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwuV32bl3I/AAAAAAAAAUM/ibN74UbQw0w/s1600-h/moreApr+08+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwuV32bl3I/AAAAAAAAAUM/ibN74UbQw0w/s400/moreApr+08+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191575423755720562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weeee!  Oh, I am getting dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1ee4c0479cd53a59" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1ee4c0479cd53a59%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5234C5D43F84ACA48D8CC8D07558E1CC833EC450.2FED52BD927AA243B5A4A3EE00F734851172723C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1ee4c0479cd53a59%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8R4XMBmGvePyvIVjHj8x7J8OHUk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1ee4c0479cd53a59%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5234C5D43F84ACA48D8CC8D07558E1CC833EC450.2FED52BD927AA243B5A4A3EE00F734851172723C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1ee4c0479cd53a59%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8R4XMBmGvePyvIVjHj8x7J8OHUk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-6694573282062115230?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1ee4c0479cd53a59&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/6694573282062115230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=6694573282062115230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6694573282062115230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6694573282062115230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-day-of-spring.html' title='One Day of Spring'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAwzRH2bl4I/AAAAAAAAAUU/ehb2ywVw2tI/s72-c/moreApr+08+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-8597727503761675835</id><published>2008-04-17T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:55:54.175-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dresses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Music Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAg0OXEb-JI/AAAAAAAAAS8/-cBvxL8rtVI/s1600-h/March08+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never got around to posting the girls in their pretty Easter dresses, so here they are.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAg0OXEb-JI/AAAAAAAAAS8/-cBvxL8rtVI/s1600-h/March08+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAg0OXEb-JI/AAAAAAAAAS8/-cBvxL8rtVI/s400/March08+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190455991859935378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAg0O3Eb-KI/AAAAAAAAATE/GSvEyBT1HtE/s1600-h/March08+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAg0O3Eb-KI/AAAAAAAAATE/GSvEyBT1HtE/s400/March08+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190456000449869986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAg0PHEb-LI/AAAAAAAAATM/8CTnBtb-qgk/s1600-h/March08+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAg0PHEb-LI/AAAAAAAAATM/8CTnBtb-qgk/s400/March08+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190456004744837298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt's family came over and his Mom and Grandma cooked for everyone at our house, it was a huge blessing.  Here is a picture of some goofy triplets: Grandma Rain, Tyler, and Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAg0PXEb-MI/AAAAAAAAATU/r_JfsrmaYhw/s1600-h/March08+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAg0PXEb-MI/AAAAAAAAATU/r_JfsrmaYhw/s400/March08+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190456009039804610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruthie discovered a way to join in while Matt plays guitar.  Matt now has a cello too.  How are you going to play that with him Ruthie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAg0P3Eb-NI/AAAAAAAAATc/z9hpfa-ecZQ/s1600-h/April+08+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAg0P3Eb-NI/AAAAAAAAATc/z9hpfa-ecZQ/s400/April+08+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190456017629739218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie is joining in too!  Oh, I hope they get their Daddy's music ability.  They sure have his interest in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b46c0069ca3d206a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db46c0069ca3d206a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8FF98C514A1405439A5CD0536A7E52C39C527FA.481870DE82CF996F924A16FA3485907A43359302%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db46c0069ca3d206a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ9RjPFP_9PjCmJv_SfmnJZx6lqM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db46c0069ca3d206a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8FF98C514A1405439A5CD0536A7E52C39C527FA.481870DE82CF996F924A16FA3485907A43359302%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db46c0069ca3d206a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ9RjPFP_9PjCmJv_SfmnJZx6lqM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a clip of some fun we had playing with a remote controlled snake.  Lizzie is excited and nervous at the same time, Ruthie is just wound up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-df6231d4a7a31bed" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf6231d4a7a31bed%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D607A713EA38FC225F193B95ACC8846AC9378D59.7DB44FA5224877FAF5481CF3D47AF1F07DFCB476%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf6231d4a7a31bed%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DN-p83pcKC3k4LmxpYSHxonecV7Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf6231d4a7a31bed%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D607A713EA38FC225F193B95ACC8846AC9378D59.7DB44FA5224877FAF5481CF3D47AF1F07DFCB476%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf6231d4a7a31bed%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DN-p83pcKC3k4LmxpYSHxonecV7Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yelling Lizzie does is what I refer to as her "War Cry," she does it when she is excited.  Fitting since she is part "indian," or at least she looks like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-8597727503761675835?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b46c0069ca3d206a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=df6231d4a7a31bed&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/8597727503761675835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=8597727503761675835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/8597727503761675835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/8597727503761675835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/04/music-lesson.html' title='Music Lesson'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SAg0OXEb-JI/AAAAAAAAAS8/-cBvxL8rtVI/s72-c/March08+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-1550021456254292485</id><published>2008-03-26T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:55:54.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patiently Awaiting the Thaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the snow was still high we dried out the buggy and took a walk to the Library.  Luckily the girls have narrow bottoms and can fit, just barely together.  And it was easy for me cause I made Tucker do the pullin'.  The girls loved it he took them right through puddles and stuff.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s738VSDNI/AAAAAAAAARA/9qmsupX2E6k/s1600-h/March08+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s738VSDNI/AAAAAAAAARA/9qmsupX2E6k/s400/March08+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182301628494122194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie found the little potty in the bathroom, thankfully it has been used only as a stool to reach the big toilet for quite some time!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s74MVSDOI/AAAAAAAAARI/J53dxcsasP0/s1600-h/March08+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s74MVSDOI/AAAAAAAAARI/J53dxcsasP0/s400/March08+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182301632789089506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah, did I forget to mention she walks now.  It is her main mode of transportation, other than Mommy carrying her.&lt;br /&gt;But my favorite thing she has learned recently is to pray.  She picked it up herself, just watching us.  She likes doing it now because it gets a good reaction.  It was cool, cause I sometimes overly concern myself with desiring my kids to grow up loving Jesus.  And I am learning that it is not something I can tell them that will make the difference it is me living it, and this was like God showing me, "it is working they are seeing it and they will follow your lead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s74cVSDPI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Z5pz5CrlnZQ/s1600-h/March08+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s74cVSDPI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Z5pz5CrlnZQ/s400/March08+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182301637084056818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e26001876d1fd9e0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De26001876d1fd9e0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC40B16CCB54520CAE073FB3A65EB120742C8DFD.1B4EAC04043C4A1BFC6127121A4FB7EA10A4C5C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De26001876d1fd9e0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzbD_t45UqWoDjBt3_dBtqpoZAwE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De26001876d1fd9e0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC40B16CCB54520CAE073FB3A65EB120742C8DFD.1B4EAC04043C4A1BFC6127121A4FB7EA10A4C5C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De26001876d1fd9e0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzbD_t45UqWoDjBt3_dBtqpoZAwE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruthie is going to be a philosopher.  She has been asking lots of interesting questions lately.  Here's a few I can remember:&lt;br /&gt;Can God get sick from me?&lt;br /&gt;What does a star feel like?&lt;br /&gt;and as she wiggled her  bottom she said, "when I do this, God laughs, huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s74sVSDQI/AAAAAAAAARY/aDEH30igbKw/s1600-h/March08+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s74sVSDQI/AAAAAAAAARY/aDEH30igbKw/s400/March08+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182301641379024130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got a bird feeder, and Lizzie is obsessed with birds, she spots them in the sky like a hawk and says, "burr."  One day when it was snowing out we had a flock of Evening Grosbeaks come and devour a full feeder, it was fun to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s75MVSDRI/AAAAAAAAARg/n3O1POkuN6c/s1600-h/March08+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s75MVSDRI/AAAAAAAAARg/n3O1POkuN6c/s400/March08+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182301649968958738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fb3cacfee1abce3f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfb3cacfee1abce3f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A17022A7186E3925EBA7221B3A12A354C0FF49A.3A2E19294779952B93F5B153E5D0F1086F39E8A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfb3cacfee1abce3f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoIuLSMXsAMZ0Vu3UfXHr6c7AOO8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfb3cacfee1abce3f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A17022A7186E3925EBA7221B3A12A354C0FF49A.3A2E19294779952B93F5B153E5D0F1086F39E8A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfb3cacfee1abce3f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoIuLSMXsAMZ0Vu3UfXHr6c7AOO8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It will be a great Spring when it really does come!&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/6080459945031920183-1550021456254292485?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e26001876d1fd9e0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fb3cacfee1abce3f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/1550021456254292485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=1550021456254292485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/1550021456254292485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/1550021456254292485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/03/patiently-awaiting-thaw.html' title='Patiently Awaiting the Thaw'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s738VSDNI/AAAAAAAAARA/9qmsupX2E6k/s72-c/March08+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-6670457722185692899</id><published>2008-03-26T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:55:55.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Delivery</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I posted, but have had pictures for some time now of Lizzies birthday gifts from Aunt Jenny. It came by mail and the girls were so excited to see what would be in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipations ran high as they pried into the box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s2JMVSDFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/VuvDScpyFpQ/s1600-h/March08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s2JMVSDFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/VuvDScpyFpQ/s400/March08+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182295327777098834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And were thrilled to find...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;packing styrofoam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s2JcVSDGI/AAAAAAAAAQI/lCQ2koBXbMI/s1600-h/March08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s2JcVSDGI/AAAAAAAAAQI/lCQ2koBXbMI/s400/March08+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182295332072066146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s2JcVSDHI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/EJs9TQ4Z3DM/s1600-h/March08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s2JcVSDHI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/EJs9TQ4Z3DM/s400/March08+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182295332072066162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No no, Lizzie, not in your mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s2JsVSDII/AAAAAAAAAQY/YjfCqlb2U4o/s1600-h/March08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s2JsVSDII/AAAAAAAAAQY/YjfCqlb2U4o/s400/March08+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182295336367033474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I truly had to explain this stuff to them and show that there was better gifts inside.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny and Eric sent Ruthie a little something too.  Mini tea pots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s2J8VSDJI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NofjpdDRXMA/s1600-h/March08+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s2J8VSDJI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NofjpdDRXMA/s400/March08+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182295340662000786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie got some really nice clothes and a kitty, which she loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s2_8VSDKI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FqH9NGP3PAo/s1600-h/March08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s2_8VSDKI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FqH9NGP3PAo/s400/March08+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182296268374936738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Ruthie testing out her new Eggplant and Carrot tea pots that were just the right size to go with the tea cups she already had.  Very cute, she loves that kind of stuff.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s3AMVSDLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/A_SH5R-60Zg/s1600-h/March08+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s3AMVSDLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/A_SH5R-60Zg/s400/March08+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182296272669904050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Lizzie is trying to figure out the easter bicycles.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s3AMVSDMI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3z0fiFKbU2M/s1600-h/March08+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s3AMVSDMI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/3z0fiFKbU2M/s400/March08+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182296272669904066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you Jenny, Eric, Jacob and Brennen.  We love you!&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/6080459945031920183-6670457722185692899?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/6670457722185692899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=6670457722185692899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6670457722185692899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6670457722185692899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/03/special-delivery.html' title='Special Delivery'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R-s2JMVSDFI/AAAAAAAAAQA/VuvDScpyFpQ/s72-c/March08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-7143275010938285075</id><published>2008-02-26T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:55:57.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy First Birthday Elizabeth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8T5-LnuMQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ud5klO9im7g/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8T5-LnuMQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ud5klO9im7g/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171533118794772738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie turns &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; this week, so we had a little shin dig on Sunday to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RF4LnuMEI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1YRPCPzazfU/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RF4LnuMEI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1YRPCPzazfU/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171335103622557762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grandma with Ruthie and Lizzie, sporting some beautiful party hats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RF4rnuMFI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EHuPsIyiY7I/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RF4rnuMFI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EHuPsIyiY7I/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171335112212492370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ruthie with her sword and balloon, Lizzie walks a little but is too nervous to just go for it as her main mode of transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8T5-bnuMRI/AAAAAAAAAPs/4QEeK3tfsi4/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8T5-bnuMRI/AAAAAAAAAPs/4QEeK3tfsi4/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171533123089740050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They loved playing with Grandpa Tim, he got to rough 'em up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RF4rnuMGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/X4JSw-HVyi8/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RF4rnuMGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/X4JSw-HVyi8/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171335112212492386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lizzie got a blue duck from Ruthie, it squeaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RF5LnuMHI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1lj6vEg2nTs/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RF5LnuMHI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1lj6vEg2nTs/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171335120802426994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tearing loose, she is not quite as timid and dainty as Ruthie was at her age.   Here Ruthie is doing all she can to refrain from helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RF5rnuMII/AAAAAAAAAOk/v_EatLNJGME/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RF5rnuMII/AAAAAAAAAOk/v_EatLNJGME/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171335129392361602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She was getting awful excited seeing this one emerge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RiWLnuMJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/H3e21GvKBmg/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RiWLnuMJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/H3e21GvKBmg/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171366405344211090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A car!!!&lt;br /&gt;Daddy got it put together and she got to try it out first.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RiW7nuMKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/tc_RCNDtbLE/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RiW7nuMKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/tc_RCNDtbLE/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171366418229112994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They haven't stop riding the car since.  Unfortunately there is no off switch for the sound part.  Lizzie can push Ruthie on it so they take turns pushing each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some time on my hands lately, while Matt was at the state wrestling tournament.  So Ruthie and I played with fondant, it was my first time using that stuff and it was really fun. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8T59bnuMOI/AAAAAAAAAPU/mXylTweQD8M/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8T59bnuMOI/AAAAAAAAAPU/mXylTweQD8M/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171533105909870818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daffodils, clematis, bumblebees and dots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8T597nuMPI/AAAAAAAAAPc/oqJf6l-HeJY/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8T597nuMPI/AAAAAAAAAPc/oqJf6l-HeJY/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171533114499805426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The cake was yummy too!  Carrot cake with cream cheese frosting.   My favorite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RiXrnuMLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/OHmoPHjGosw/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RiXrnuMLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/OHmoPHjGosw/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171366431114014898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lizzie actually blew the candle out herself... while grandma held her hands back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RiYLnuMMI/AAAAAAAAAPE/OxHWM5bNUr4/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RiYLnuMMI/AAAAAAAAAPE/OxHWM5bNUr4/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171366439703949506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Want some?  I'll share"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RiYrnuMNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Z86o8HIouq0/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8RiYrnuMNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Z86o8HIouq0/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171366448293884114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ruthie eats the frosting off the top of her cupcake and leaves the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8T-mrnuMSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/heY4pqKPIXA/s1600-h/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8T-mrnuMSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/heY4pqKPIXA/s400/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171538212625985826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here is a great after party photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She got some nice toys and had fun with grandma and grandpa and uncle TJ.  It was a nice party, good food, and pretty decorations, hee hee (cause I have fun making them).  Hard to believe she is one now.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Birthday Elizabeth!&lt;/span&gt;  We love you a lot Lizzie.&lt;br /&gt;Ruthie put it best this morning to Lizzie when she lovingly said, "oh Lizza, you adore me!"&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/6080459945031920183-7143275010938285075?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/7143275010938285075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=7143275010938285075' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/7143275010938285075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/7143275010938285075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-first-birthday-elizabeth.html' title='Happy First Birthday Elizabeth!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R8T5-LnuMQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ud5klO9im7g/s72-c/Lizzie%27s+first+b-day+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-3171871215228422849</id><published>2008-02-03T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:55:58.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Silly Sally Dweeb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R7arZrnuMBI/AAAAAAAAANo/Ebbu6jW7uHQ/s1600-h/dw+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R7arZrnuMBI/AAAAAAAAANo/Ebbu6jW7uHQ/s320/dw+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167506080148631570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's Ruthie, with her snow gear, Daddy's goggles, and her umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ruthie was cuddling with me today and very affectionately told me, "I appreciate you."  I told her thank you.  Then I asked where she got that, she said from herself?!?  Grandma, did you put her up to that?  I already asked Matt, he didn't.   I've never heard her use that word before, what a sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R7arZbnuMAI/AAAAAAAAANg/nHnXXEKSwcY/s1600-h/dw+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R7arZbnuMAI/AAAAAAAAANg/nHnXXEKSwcY/s320/dw+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167506075853664258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quite the fashion statement, if I do say so myself.  Just a chip off the ol' block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Philosophical question from Ruthie:  "do birds get stuck in clouds?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R7arZ7nuMCI/AAAAAAAAANw/ZStCMFJBaeo/s1600-h/dw+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R7arZ7nuMCI/AAAAAAAAANw/ZStCMFJBaeo/s320/dw+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167506084443598882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here she is getting mad at Tucker for breaking her stick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ruthie loves singing, she likes to sing "I've got the whole world in my hands," she also is intrigued by the Holy Spirit, and sings her own song, "I love the Holy Spirit," but some of the time she likes to mix them together and she sings, "I've got the Holy Spirit in my hands".  I don't really like that so I discourage that version but to be honest I am not really sure why.  She told me then one day, "It's just a song, Mom"!  ...Little miss Sass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6e93e35a8dd222b7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6e93e35a8dd222b7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C9BC0769F3DD40C939FD4D4DD47584176A8F348.508375298AAEE72CA2F338AB03CF63E862C69888%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6e93e35a8dd222b7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoxqC70UdW6QaPC4aBGwBtIA0mHM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6e93e35a8dd222b7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C9BC0769F3DD40C939FD4D4DD47584176A8F348.508375298AAEE72CA2F338AB03CF63E862C69888%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6e93e35a8dd222b7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoxqC70UdW6QaPC4aBGwBtIA0mHM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruthie is potty trained (thank goodness), but she still needs assistance in wiping her bottom after pooping.  She says the classic, "I'm done, will you wipe me?" and lately we've begun referring to the one who gets to wipe as the winner!  She enthusiastically tells me, "Your the winner! ha ha he."  I don't know where she gets her sense of humor? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R7araLnuMDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/k1BQXcpqT3I/s1600-h/dw+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R7araLnuMDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/k1BQXcpqT3I/s320/dw+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167506088738566194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's Liz, She is covered in snot, but still smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-3171871215228422849?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6e93e35a8dd222b7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/3171871215228422849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=3171871215228422849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/3171871215228422849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/3171871215228422849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/02/silly-sally-dweeb.html' title='A Silly Sally Dweeb!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R7arZrnuMBI/AAAAAAAAANo/Ebbu6jW7uHQ/s72-c/dw+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-8790757606890563723</id><published>2008-01-29T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:55:59.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Angels...or Devils?  Naw, just Rascally Kids!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R6F6cZlS_wI/AAAAAAAAANI/a15RUV6gvk0/s1600-h/1-30-08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R6F6cZlS_wI/AAAAAAAAANI/a15RUV6gvk0/s320/1-30-08+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161541276265545474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ruthie's Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R6A7CplS_vI/AAAAAAAAANA/7B02UgMvMsQ/s1600-h/1-24-08+125.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R6A7CplS_vI/AAAAAAAAANA/7B02UgMvMsQ/s1600-h/1-24-08+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R6A7CplS_vI/AAAAAAAAANA/7B02UgMvMsQ/s320/1-24-08+125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161190089674653426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lizzie Sledding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A few days ago I cut a piece of skin on my finger too close and it bled, I put a band aid on it and when I took it off I folded it all up and accidentally dropped it.  I looked a little and couldn't find it so gave up.  Well Lizzie just crawled up to me pleased as punch about a little treasure she was exploring in her mouth.  When I pulled it out to see what she had, sure enough it was my lost bloody band aid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R6A7CplS_uI/AAAAAAAAAM4/26zkO7s_O7U/s1600-h/1-24-08+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R6A7CplS_uI/AAAAAAAAAM4/26zkO7s_O7U/s320/1-24-08+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161190089674653410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruthie has been getting extra sassy lately.  She was "helping" me cook the other day.  She always insists on putting her chair up to the counter right about where I need to be.  I was rolling out some dough and needed a little bit of room to move my elbows and asked her to scoot over a little cause I needed some space.  She got very defensive and sassy, saying "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need some space too ya know!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I found a cool pattern online for making little girl dresses out of button up shirts.  I went to the thrift store and bought some shirts and a curtain for some extras and set to work.   Here are the finished results.  If you want to make one this is the website for directions &lt;a href="http://www.craftster.org/forum/index.php?topic=170402.0%3C/a"&gt;button shirt to toddler dress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R6A1i5lS_sI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4Jkc1aGyT00/s1600-h/1-24-08+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R6A1i5lS_sI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4Jkc1aGyT00/s320/1-24-08+138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161184046655667906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R6A1jZlS_tI/AAAAAAAAAMw/I-_hy817NCM/s1600-h/1-24-08+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R6A1jZlS_tI/AAAAAAAAAMw/I-_hy817NCM/s320/1-24-08+145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161184055245602514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Lizzie is pretty much walking now, it has been gradual so I don't know when to say she actually started.  Today she took about 6 steps in a row, she will only try short distances still.  She is excellent at going up and down stairs and is beginning to talk more.  She has said mama and dada for some time now but likes to mimic the tune of words.  Most often it she says the tune to "Thank you".  She is also saying "up ma", and pretty certain she has said "Bible" at night when we read the Bible together.  She has a word that I think means Ruthie, that sounds like "Dada"  but yelling, in search of her.  Other possible words, that I think she has said are; please, mom eye, Tucker (our dog), Bunny.  She is very animated and has a hot temper.  She likes to make Ruthie laugh.  She shakes her head back and forth very quickly for fun, I think (see video below).  When I scold her or tell her "No", she gets angry sometimes and clenches her jaw and shakes, even sometimes "grrrrr...ing".  It scares me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruthie is learning from workbooks her numbers and letters.  On each page we write her name at the top.  I usually write it in yellow, then she writes over my letters.  For the first time the other day she was willing to write it herself without my letters, she did awesome.  I love watching her learn.  Her attention span is still small so we only do a little at a time, and sometimes I get frustrated because I forget she is only 3.  So God is teaching me patience, but I have a long way&lt;br /&gt;to come still.&lt;br /&gt;                                     &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b82f32ee0a98b832" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db82f32ee0a98b832%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F7ED98E3E1800CA8F67BCA1C103509637948374.212B408098FA6C78F96C2538FEEA3FD77B59EF6B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db82f32ee0a98b832%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9DWvDTzHLh3ccFnK8aLSMTOJ68U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db82f32ee0a98b832%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F7ED98E3E1800CA8F67BCA1C103509637948374.212B408098FA6C78F96C2538FEEA3FD77B59EF6B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db82f32ee0a98b832%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9DWvDTzHLh3ccFnK8aLSMTOJ68U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-8790757606890563723?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b82f32ee0a98b832&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/8790757606890563723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=8790757606890563723' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/8790757606890563723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/8790757606890563723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/01/snow-angelsor-devils-naw-just-rascally.html' title='Snow Angels...or Devils?  Naw, just Rascally Kids!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R6F6cZlS_wI/AAAAAAAAANI/a15RUV6gvk0/s72-c/1-30-08+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-7076843210840745171</id><published>2008-01-24T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:01.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>California Girl</title><content type='html'>Matt and I got to go to the Calvary Chapel Youth Workers Conference for 5 days recently.  We brought along Lizzie, while Ruthie stayed at Grandma's house.  Chris and Marnee also came from our church.  It was held at the Bible College in Murrieta.  There are natural hot springs on the campus, a small lake and some water foul that call it home.  It is a beautiful place and was fun to see.  We were very blessed by all of the bible studies, and the Lord blessed us immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mFSplS_iI/AAAAAAAAALg/WqRK7WfZ1do/s1600-h/1-24-08+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mFSplS_iI/AAAAAAAAALg/WqRK7WfZ1do/s320/1-24-08+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159301403576040994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Lizzie eating the chips we were feeding to the ducks, geese and swans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mFS5lS_jI/AAAAAAAAALo/ZpF5tCVJTaI/s1600-h/1-24-08+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mFS5lS_jI/AAAAAAAAALo/ZpF5tCVJTaI/s320/1-24-08+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159301407871008306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was one black swan and one white swan, the white one was mean but the black one was kinda timid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mFTJlS_kI/AAAAAAAAALw/QV3nGLaCznM/s1600-h/1-24-08+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mFTJlS_kI/AAAAAAAAALw/QV3nGLaCznM/s320/1-24-08+098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159301412165975618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SUNSHINE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mFTZlS_lI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ruYk_8U_DXM/s1600-h/1-24-08+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mFTZlS_lI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ruYk_8U_DXM/s320/1-24-08+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159301416460942930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PALM TREES,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mFTplS_mI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zo7SYjBjo5I/s1600-h/1-24-08+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mFTplS_mI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zo7SYjBjo5I/s320/1-24-08+085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159301420755910242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AND A LITTLE GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop taking pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mD9ZlS_dI/AAAAAAAAAK4/XEuaXSZxKrs/s1600-h/1-24-08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mD9ZlS_dI/AAAAAAAAAK4/XEuaXSZxKrs/s320/1-24-08+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159299938992192978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her new dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mD9plS_eI/AAAAAAAAALA/BKsz6eqm2h4/s1600-h/1-24-08+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mD9plS_eI/AAAAAAAAALA/BKsz6eqm2h4/s320/1-24-08+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159299943287160290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A big fountain at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mD95lS_fI/AAAAAAAAALI/Lv5T1kpKtHA/s1600-h/1-24-08+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mD95lS_fI/AAAAAAAAALI/Lv5T1kpKtHA/s320/1-24-08+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159299947582127602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Barefoot in January!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mD-JlS_gI/AAAAAAAAALQ/kvwGZ-pm_aQ/s1600-h/1-24-08+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mD-JlS_gI/AAAAAAAAALQ/kvwGZ-pm_aQ/s320/1-24-08+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159299951877094914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thinking about diving in for a swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mD-plS_hI/AAAAAAAAALY/oyMMSVyFHC4/s1600-h/1-24-08+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mD-plS_hI/AAAAAAAAALY/oyMMSVyFHC4/s320/1-24-08+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159299960467029522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing at the fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mIr5lS_nI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mk8W7135sB8/s1600-h/Think+Spring.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mIr5lS_nI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mk8W7135sB8/s320/Think+Spring.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159305135902621298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, even though the snow is fun and I love it, our little jaunt down to California made me long for springtime.  It won't be long.  Spring wouldn't be so awesome if it wasn't winter first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  Here's Ruthie at Grandma's house she got an easel and painted a lot of pictures.  She is quite the artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mL95lS_oI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/wyrd-BUSABM/s1600-h/Ruthie+painting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mL95lS_oI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/wyrd-BUSABM/s320/Ruthie+painting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159308743675149954" 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/6080459945031920183-7076843210840745171?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/7076843210840745171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=7076843210840745171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/7076843210840745171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/7076843210840745171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/01/california-girl.html' title='California Girl'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R5mFSplS_iI/AAAAAAAAALg/WqRK7WfZ1do/s72-c/1-24-08+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-7104136777302471622</id><published>2008-01-10T23:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:02.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow...</title><content type='html'>I am so glad we have lots of snow, I say keep it coming.  There's nothing worse than a Winter with no snow, either bitter cold and dry or warm and rainy.  Although it is hard to get out into it as often as we would like between colds and keeping a baby warm enough in it.  Here are some pictures of our sledding hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cid8XmtfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/I16u97pfcHI/s1600-h/1-10-08+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cid8XmtfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/I16u97pfcHI/s320/1-10-08+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154126196365506034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4ciecXmtgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/QiL1TsTkYN0/s1600-h/1-10-08+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4ciecXmtgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/QiL1TsTkYN0/s320/1-10-08+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154126204955440642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruthie makes the same look posing for the camera as Grandma does when she is looking at herself in the mirror!  Ruthie has your expressions Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cjPcXmtkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eL-dhhj8zjE/s1600-h/1-10-08+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cjPcXmtkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eL-dhhj8zjE/s320/1-10-08+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154127046769030722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Ruthies favorite part, it was easy to pull on the road but once we got off it got too heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cifMXmtiI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GIsPFdrAhXo/s1600-h/1-10-08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cifMXmtiI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GIsPFdrAhXo/s320/1-10-08+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154126217840342562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cifcXmtjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/5erSLGVrSPg/s1600-h/1-10-08+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cifcXmtjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/5erSLGVrSPg/s320/1-10-08+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154126222135309874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's our hiking trail near our house, I would love to see what is up there someday but we never get very far for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cie8XmthI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_qsG_svhJZ8/s1600-h/1-10-08+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cie8XmthI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_qsG_svhJZ8/s320/1-10-08+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154126213545375250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruthie is fascinated by the curves that the snowplow makes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cjP8XmtmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BwcXpA0h3Hw/s1600-h/1-10-08+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cjP8XmtmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BwcXpA0h3Hw/s320/1-10-08+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154127055358965346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tucker is looking for his marbles I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cjPsXmtlI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4WyVi9WDDGk/s1600-h/1-10-08+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cjPsXmtlI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4WyVi9WDDGk/s320/1-10-08+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154127051063998034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So that's our fun in the snow, we'll have to do it again sometime before it melts off. &lt;br /&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/6080459945031920183-7104136777302471622?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/7104136777302471622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=7104136777302471622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/7104136777302471622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/7104136777302471622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/01/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow...'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cid8XmtfI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/I16u97pfcHI/s72-c/1-10-08+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-422708270679610806</id><published>2008-01-10T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:02.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Christmas!</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Christmas with the Gower family a little late this year.  It was more convenient to do it that way, and we got to spend more time together.  Jenny, Eric, Jacob and Brennen came over from Seattle.  John and Jennifer, with baby Gordon came.  And we all hung out at Grandma and Grandpa's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ruthie and Lizzie got rocking chairs from Grandma and Grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cetsXmtaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/C2S8WnxU_kI/s1600-h/1-10-08+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cetsXmtaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/C2S8WnxU_kI/s320/1-10-08+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154122068901934498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4ceuMXmtbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7hNHSXjyOY4/s1600-h/1-10-08+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4ceuMXmtbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7hNHSXjyOY4/s320/1-10-08+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154122077491869106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruthie got a Doctor set, here's Brennen playing doctor with her and Lizzie.&lt;br /&gt;Ruthie is always thrilled when someone will play doctor with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4ceusXmtcI/AAAAAAAAAJg/7a-48BHCtVk/s1600-h/1-10-08+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4ceusXmtcI/AAAAAAAAAJg/7a-48BHCtVk/s320/1-10-08+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154122086081803714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob and Brennen got coyote skins, they loved them, and Jenny and Eric were excited too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4ceu8XmtdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/X4oy-6Lycp4/s1600-h/1-10-08+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4ceu8XmtdI/AAAAAAAAAJo/X4oy-6Lycp4/s320/1-10-08+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154122090376771026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a picture of all the grandkids together with the newest in Jen's tummy, Baby Gordon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cevMXmteI/AAAAAAAAAJw/82b0Ig1rPSM/s1600-h/1-10-08+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cevMXmteI/AAAAAAAAAJw/82b0Ig1rPSM/s320/1-10-08+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154122094671738338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was just a portion of the wonderful bounty we all received.  It was fun being with everyone, we love you and hope to see you again soon!&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/6080459945031920183-422708270679610806?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/422708270679610806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=422708270679610806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/422708270679610806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/422708270679610806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-christmas.html' title='Another Christmas!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R4cetsXmtaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/C2S8WnxU_kI/s72-c/1-10-08+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-5052526879343291693</id><published>2007-12-31T22:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:04.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were invited to a very fine christmas tea party with Asia, Maya, Jessica and Jean.&lt;br /&gt;This is the second annual tea party, and the girls love practicing their proper tea manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Asia sipping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3neV8XmtSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PKANUrstDCc/s1600-h/12-26-07+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3neV8XmtSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PKANUrstDCc/s320/12-26-07+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150392117438625058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Ruthie and Lizzie being sweet sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3neWcXmtTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/EilfVRy44F8/s1600-h/12-26-07+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3neWcXmtTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/EilfVRy44F8/s320/12-26-07+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150392126028559666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt had this last week off of work.  His brothers Tyler and Joseph also were on break from school.  Joe goes to Whitworth, and is the Opera singer.  Tyler is the Football player that plays for Eastern.  They got to come up and spend a few nights each at our house.  Here's a picture of them with Ruthie at church.  Joe's the one with the Laser vision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3neWcXmtUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/iTkLNn5G8ZE/s1600-h/12-26-07+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3neWcXmtUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/iTkLNn5G8ZE/s320/12-26-07+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150392126028559682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been fun having these guys around and Ruthie loves hanging out with her uncles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3neWsXmtVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_nI4gXry0Sk/s1600-h/12-26-07+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3neWsXmtVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_nI4gXry0Sk/s320/12-26-07+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150392130323526994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But who cares about family.&lt;br /&gt;Now the important part of Christmas...PRESENTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3neW8XmtWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/v1FT2Er1rhM/s1600-h/12-26-07+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3neW8XmtWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/v1FT2Er1rhM/s320/12-26-07+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150392134618494306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie got a Rody.  It is pretty cool.  I want one my size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3nfVcXmtXI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Zkvn9Dj0QCY/s1600-h/12-26-07+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3nfVcXmtXI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Zkvn9Dj0QCY/s320/12-26-07+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150393208360318322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruthie got a digital camera, it's a little complicated for her, since there is no LCD screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3nfV8XmtZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/PB_QgZS-xg4/s1600-h/12-26-07+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3nfV8XmtZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/PB_QgZS-xg4/s320/12-26-07+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150393216950252946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Lizzie with her stocking stuffers, bored already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3nfVsXmtYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/mxtqR5pbHSs/s1600-h/12-26-07+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3nfVsXmtYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/mxtqR5pbHSs/s320/12-26-07+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150393212655285634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Ruthie with her new teapot.  She loves having tea parties.&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas all of you.  And God Bless you!&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/6080459945031920183-5052526879343291693?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/5052526879343291693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=5052526879343291693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/5052526879343291693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/5052526879343291693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-pictures.html' title='Christmas Pictures'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R3neV8XmtSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PKANUrstDCc/s72-c/12-26-07+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-2059927801948617436</id><published>2007-12-22T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:05.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R239l8XmtQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Lmhb0NDEhSA/s1600-h/Christmas+Card+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R239l8XmtQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Lmhb0NDEhSA/s320/Christmas+Card+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147048777456465154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our biggest gift for the girls (free on Craigs List) was given to them a couple of weeks early, because it needed a home right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R236CsXmtMI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Edp9lLzkO7s/s1600-h/12-20-07+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R236CsXmtMI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Edp9lLzkO7s/s320/12-20-07+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147044873331193026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        That's right a Bunny, a real one named Lily.  They love it a little too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R236DMXmtNI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8kVUZVVJTqA/s1600-h/12-20-07+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R236DMXmtNI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8kVUZVVJTqA/s320/12-20-07+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147044881921127634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is overwhelmed sometimes and although it is cool because it is litter box trained, it is not as domesticated as a cat or dog.  It bites... Ruthie 2 on the hands, and 1 on the butt ox.  She probably deserved it all three times.  Lizzie on the other hand we have to watch, she can only touch it under extreme supervision and assisted petting.  I gave her a puppet bunny that looks a little like our real one to see what she would do.  She grabbed it tightly in her fists and squeezed it close to her and bit it.  I don't know why the bunny is so timid.  She tries to hide behind the TV and couch and christmas tree where all our cords are, and she will chew on cords so she is becoming a bit of a pest in that manner.  Tucker does well with her he wants her to play, but she's a little too stuck up for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R236DcXmtOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SS5rBF8nbwI/s1600-h/12-20-07+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R236DcXmtOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SS5rBF8nbwI/s320/12-20-07+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147044886216094946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R236DsXmtPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZH7UZqS9rW0/s1600-h/12-20-07+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R236DsXmtPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZH7UZqS9rW0/s320/12-20-07+139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147044890511062258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merry Christmas, God Bless you all.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R239l8XmtRI/AAAAAAAAAII/TQvqr5wXPLA/s1600-h/ruthie+sprinkling+cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R239l8XmtRI/AAAAAAAAAII/TQvqr5wXPLA/s320/ruthie+sprinkling+cookies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147048777456465170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 9:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6080459945031920183-2059927801948617436?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/2059927801948617436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=2059927801948617436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/2059927801948617436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/2059927801948617436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-to-all.html' title='Merry Christmas to all...'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/R239l8XmtQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Lmhb0NDEhSA/s72-c/Christmas+Card+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-3924420754426935633</id><published>2007-11-13T00:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:05.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvest</title><content type='html'>Finally...here are some pictures of the girls dressed up for the Harvest Festival that our church does on Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;The Graceful Ballerina Ruthie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1AKUO5U2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Kv6KWjuc0q8/s1600-h/11-15-07+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1AKUO5U2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Kv6KWjuc0q8/s320/11-15-07+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133329696246289250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's  Super Baby!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1ALUO5U4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Sr-qN5olgzs/s1600-h/11-15-07+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1ALUO5U4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Sr-qN5olgzs/s320/11-15-07+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133329713426158466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She liked playing the part, and couldn't wait to get ready to go that day, she was thrilled with her costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1AKkO5U3I/AAAAAAAAAGI/lsiSb3iTAT8/s1600-h/11-15-07+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1AKkO5U3I/AAAAAAAAAGI/lsiSb3iTAT8/s320/11-15-07+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133329700541256562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the party she and her friend Asia, the Kangaroo, got to go in a bounce house by them selves for a little bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1Bc0O5U5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/DLs27Ew5FJ8/s1600-h/11-15-07+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1Bc0O5U5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/DLs27Ew5FJ8/s320/11-15-07+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133331113585496978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had a puppet show, that Ruthie, Pi Nu (friend from Thailand), Asia, and Jean are watching.  The puppet show shared the gospel to all those that came.  We had lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1Bf0O5U6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/KFdAqQP3kZM/s1600-h/11-15-07+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1Bf0O5U6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/KFdAqQP3kZM/s320/11-15-07+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133331165125104546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the bouncy Kangaroo and closeup of a Ballerina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1BlUO5U7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/N4fPgSF2R_8/s1600-h/11-15-07+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1BlUO5U7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/N4fPgSF2R_8/s320/11-15-07+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133331259614385074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And they had Walk Through the Bible set up.  The fish that swallowed Jonah is still Ruthie's favorite of that.  You crawl through it and it has glow in the dark ribs a black light and Jonah inside praying.  The fiery furnace, and the Lions den are cool too.  Ruthie was telling some of the Junior High girls all about the plagues that God sent upon Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;And here is Super Baby, flew in to gaze upon the newborn Messiah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1BnkO5U8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/iYci8BG32k0/s1600-h/11-15-07+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1BnkO5U8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/iYci8BG32k0/s320/11-15-07+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133331298269090754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How cool that we can take such an evil holiday and use it to glorify God's name in the community.  The walk through the bible is such a great tool to use to teach kids about the stories they hear in the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay here's the beautiful ballerina to top it all off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a23e7b3985646f2b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/3924420754426935633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=3924420754426935633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/3924420754426935633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/3924420754426935633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/11/harvest.html' title='Harvest'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rz1AKUO5U2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Kv6KWjuc0q8/s72-c/11-15-07+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-8887470643717869838</id><published>2007-10-23T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T23:25:24.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uninhibited Worship...or Just Showoffs!</title><content type='html'>A few days ago I went to do chores, but couldn't when I heard the crazy ruckus going on, I grabbed the camera to catch the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Lizzie, singing her heart out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f21256f8388db3a6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df21256f8388db3a6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D756F0CA1A21B16614962086E12A57472920BE1E9.238730EB36D027C4560EE8C2A6211AF15A31E182%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df21256f8388db3a6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsSMVbKKdpDvTp7yr_AvTf7wZ-l8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df21256f8388db3a6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D756F0CA1A21B16614962086E12A57472920BE1E9.238730EB36D027C4560EE8C2A6211AF15A31E182%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df21256f8388db3a6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsSMVbKKdpDvTp7yr_AvTf7wZ-l8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is getting pretty good with her voice, she hollers all the time.  She says "mama", "dada", and has said "hi" a couple of times.  She sometimes calls Ruthie "dada" I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's Ruthie, I think she is doing an interpretive dance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b484d5c6c8c70c25" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db484d5c6c8c70c25%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D408E3828425BE25D29183DEE67C07FA7C87E246.1D4BED0A6E14E0A90FD3BFFFDC3BB8C0CF921AAA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db484d5c6c8c70c25%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCX17o3Jr2UdRKFsMpKeLDnYgM4I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db484d5c6c8c70c25%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D408E3828425BE25D29183DEE67C07FA7C87E246.1D4BED0A6E14E0A90FD3BFFFDC3BB8C0CF921AAA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db484d5c6c8c70c25%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCX17o3Jr2UdRKFsMpKeLDnYgM4I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't she look like a Hippie, where did she learn to dance like that?  Maybe Grandma!  hehehe!  Sometimes she won't let me even see her face when I have the camera, and other times she is a complete ham. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a bonus of both of them, but take special note of our dog Tucker, licking himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6080e38d4034d75c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6080e38d4034d75c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68C3838C207E97B7B69EA8941A0FD05A3935B7DE.5E663ADABFB06C0236D4A84E064B64AB2FDA5BC9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6080e38d4034d75c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_G7s6AJup1muEUf6Xs8Zdjack6s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6080e38d4034d75c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68C3838C207E97B7B69EA8941A0FD05A3935B7DE.5E663ADABFB06C0236D4A84E064B64AB2FDA5BC9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6080e38d4034d75c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_G7s6AJup1muEUf6Xs8Zdjack6s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is the Bible on the couch with a coffee cup, so that pretty much sums up our lives right now.  Crazy baby, Goofy child, Annoying dog, and what gets us through?  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and a cup of coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-8887470643717869838?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6080e38d4034d75c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b484d5c6c8c70c25&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f21256f8388db3a6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/8887470643717869838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=8887470643717869838' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/8887470643717869838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/8887470643717869838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/10/uninhibited-worshipor-just-showoffs.html' title='Uninhibited Worship...or Just Showoffs!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-5943760259330431672</id><published>2007-10-16T23:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:06.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Quick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RxWprfNPwSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/U7artX1yA2A/s1600-h/10-16-07+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RxWprfNPwSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/U7artX1yA2A/s320/10-16-07+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122186715780333858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruthie and Lizzie.  Ruthie likes to help me give Lizzie baths, and loves her soft skin, it is so irresistable.  Lizzie is not crawling but getting around by "the tippy toe scoot"  like a little inchworm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RxWpsPNPwTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GCLVXnQb6lU/s1600-h/10-16-07+%2814%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RxWpsPNPwTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GCLVXnQb6lU/s320/10-16-07+%2814%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122186728665235762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruthie has gotten a lot of miles out of this rocking horse named "Alley" after Laurie the neighbors horse.  She rides almost every day.  When she gets big she says she will have a fast red car and a horse...and she will hold on tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RxWptfNPwUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/LCKYC-baJwQ/s1600-h/10-16-07+%2846%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RxWptfNPwUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/LCKYC-baJwQ/s320/10-16-07+%2846%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122186750140072258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lizzie is chewing on everything.  She has her front four teeth, with two more not far under the gums.  Lets get them all done at once I guess.  Doesn't she look like she is posing for the camera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7af5af07d725cc4b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7af5af07d725cc4b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D78C400AE507C622A01E08C4D0F8B56BA937981CC.68ECD8A22812F4EEDB0A1C883AE48251B9CFD597%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7af5af07d725cc4b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0T57p1fG0Ft8GNocEzcv-SsqxcY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7af5af07d725cc4b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D78C400AE507C622A01E08C4D0F8B56BA937981CC.68ECD8A22812F4EEDB0A1C883AE48251B9CFD597%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7af5af07d725cc4b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0T57p1fG0Ft8GNocEzcv-SsqxcY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Speedy Gonzales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruthie is a very fast runner, with a little drama, and a big wiggle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-14185e6aee67b2f1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D14185e6aee67b2f1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C619DCB750FA102FF8AB0A601E6A8405B67FAA3.6530739D0C6C921552F77BBE9567DAE999BD70C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D14185e6aee67b2f1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWxKOYf51YMDZIEIGHPnFSFK1nio&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D14185e6aee67b2f1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C619DCB750FA102FF8AB0A601E6A8405B67FAA3.6530739D0C6C921552F77BBE9567DAE999BD70C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D14185e6aee67b2f1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWxKOYf51YMDZIEIGHPnFSFK1nio&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peek-a-Boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They both love to play peek-a-boo.  And who doesn't love to hear babies giggling.  I am so glad they love each other and like to play together...so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6080459945031920183-5943760259330431672?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=14185e6aee67b2f1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7af5af07d725cc4b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/5943760259330431672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=5943760259330431672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/5943760259330431672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/5943760259330431672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/10/growing-quick.html' title='Growing Quick'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RxWprfNPwSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/U7artX1yA2A/s72-c/10-16-07+%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-8629268932356514208</id><published>2007-09-19T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:06.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What We Say and What They Hear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RvGbOiH2fHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-tJzBWlD74Y/s1600-h/jolleys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RvGbOiH2fHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-tJzBWlD74Y/s320/jolleys.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112037726022433906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruthie was wanting to serve Lizzie coffee, and I said "no, it can stunt your growth".  She says "oh... but it won't stain Daddy's throat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago I caught Ruthie reading her nursery rhyme book to herself.  She was reading the part that said "Says Simple Simon to the pieman, 'pray let me taste your ware'".  Ruthie's rendition was "He met a pieman and said, 'let me smell your underwear.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always calls Bandaids "Dandaids," and it amuses me so I haven't yet corrected her, I probably better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-8629268932356514208?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/8629268932356514208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=8629268932356514208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/8629268932356514208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/8629268932356514208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-we-say-and-what-they-hear.html' title='What We Say and What They Hear'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RvGbOiH2fHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-tJzBWlD74Y/s72-c/jolleys.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-5817147164463028219</id><published>2007-09-17T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:06.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Lizzie</title><content type='html'>Lizzie is sitting up really well, she wants to move around so badly.  She loves to jump while I hold her and is constantly reaching and leaning for things.  She is &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Busy Lizzie&lt;/span&gt;, always wiggling ever since she was born she has wanted to be shifted in her position almost continuously.  She is not the cuddly baby like Ruthie was.  But she is still mommy's girl, she said her &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;first word&lt;/span&gt; tonight in the car on the ride home she said clear as a bell but very distressed, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;".  She said it several times and very definitely knows what it means.  Aaah, she's my girl.  Ruthie said Dada first so this makes Matt very jealous, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie likes her binky, so when she has it in her mouth and tries to talk it sounds pretty funny, we call it "Binky Talk".  Ruthie gets a kick out of it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e3ef62e0ad7a0928" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3ef62e0ad7a0928%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52781A6C6DBBF7D2A214815FCFC1AA655B7429F.114CFEEC0CDEFFA2E99CB12E79A44D08299083A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3ef62e0ad7a0928%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dc9ll3zmdooftOwaI_V4gs3wxyf4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3ef62e0ad7a0928%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52781A6C6DBBF7D2A214815FCFC1AA655B7429F.114CFEEC0CDEFFA2E99CB12E79A44D08299083A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3ef62e0ad7a0928%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dc9ll3zmdooftOwaI_V4gs3wxyf4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie is full of smiles, and very flirtatious.  She is not shy with people she doesn't know like Ruthie was even as a small baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru9ogPb65iI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9nOpiCDh1O8/s1600-h/9-16-07+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru9ogPb65iI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9nOpiCDh1O8/s320/9-16-07+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111419005197542946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Twins in appearance but very different personalities, both adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru9pV_b65jI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4e1Xjc5FfF0/s1600-h/9-16-07+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru9pV_b65jI/AAAAAAAAAEs/4e1Xjc5FfF0/s320/9-16-07+135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111419928615511602" 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/6080459945031920183-5817147164463028219?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e3ef62e0ad7a0928&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/5817147164463028219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=5817147164463028219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/5817147164463028219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/5817147164463028219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/09/busy-lizzie.html' title='Busy Lizzie'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru9ogPb65iI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9nOpiCDh1O8/s72-c/9-16-07+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-6913444626100937202</id><published>2007-09-16T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:08.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruthie'/><title type='text'>Happy 3rd Birthday Ruthie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4djPb65aI/AAAAAAAAADk/bnk2X7_PCWE/s1600-h/9-16-07+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4djPb65aI/AAAAAAAAADk/bnk2X7_PCWE/s320/9-16-07+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111055118388356514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a fun party at our house in celebration of Ruthie turning THREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4dhfb65WI/AAAAAAAAADE/Cd7AhKHqAyA/s1600-h/9-16-07+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4dhfb65WI/AAAAAAAAADE/Cd7AhKHqAyA/s320/9-16-07+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111055088323585378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma Rose &amp;amp; Grandpa Tim came and helped out a bunch getting ready for it and brought many presents for the honorary girl. Ruthie's friends, Asia, Charis, Isaac &amp;amp; Havilah all came and brought their parents too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4gH_b65eI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HV-ToTQkvXE/s1600-h/9-16-07+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4gH_b65eI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HV-ToTQkvXE/s320/9-16-07+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111057948771804642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma holding Lizzie  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4gG_b65cI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZrU98CFriv4/s1600-h/9-16-07+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4gG_b65cI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZrU98CFriv4/s320/9-16-07+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111057931591935426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now Grandpa's turn to hold Lizzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4gIPb65fI/AAAAAAAAAEM/No4qzSNzFf0/s1600-h/9-16-07+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4gIPb65fI/AAAAAAAAAEM/No4qzSNzFf0/s320/9-16-07+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111057953066771954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac showing Asia how to make fart sounds! Pretty cool.  "prrrrrt"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4gGvb65bI/AAAAAAAAADs/Wv7jw0hu_Is/s1600-h/9-16-07+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4gGvb65bI/AAAAAAAAADs/Wv7jw0hu_Is/s320/9-16-07+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111057927296968114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Havilah swinging high, with her daddy's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4dh_b65XI/AAAAAAAAADM/YcDNTjbkeyw/s1600-h/9-16-07+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4dh_b65XI/AAAAAAAAADM/YcDNTjbkeyw/s320/9-16-07+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111055096913519986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charis' big grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4diPb65YI/AAAAAAAAADU/5TpJm_iKw9U/s1600-h/9-16-07+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4diPb65YI/AAAAAAAAADU/5TpJm_iKw9U/s320/9-16-07+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111055101208487298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Asia loving the teeter totter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruthie got her Calico Critters house and mouse family and several other sets to go with it, plus lots of books, and cool toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4divb65ZI/AAAAAAAAADc/2qN3Xr_9z8c/s1600-h/9-16-07+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4divb65ZI/AAAAAAAAADc/2qN3Xr_9z8c/s320/9-16-07+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111055109798421906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a lot of fun playing with the kids outside.  It all went well and we had good food and lots of fun hanging out with good company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4iO_b65gI/AAAAAAAAAEU/S34u8IQtz8I/s1600-h/9-16-07+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4iO_b65gI/AAAAAAAAAEU/S34u8IQtz8I/s320/9-16-07+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111060268054144514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When her last guests were getting ready to leave Isaac gave her a hug and told her "Happy Birthday"  she looked at me and asked "mom, is my birthday all done?"  I told her yes and she says, "I liked my birthday a lot!".  It was very sweet.  May God bless my Ruthie and give her lots more fun birthdays to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4iPfb65hI/AAAAAAAAAEc/B09e3WTXLZA/s1600-h/9-16-07+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4iPfb65hI/AAAAAAAAAEc/B09e3WTXLZA/s320/9-16-07+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111060276644079122" 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/6080459945031920183-6913444626100937202?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/6913444626100937202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=6913444626100937202' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6913444626100937202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6913444626100937202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-3rd-birthday-ruthie.html' title='Happy 3rd Birthday Ruthie'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Ru4djPb65aI/AAAAAAAAADk/bnk2X7_PCWE/s72-c/9-16-07+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-4962668423408828093</id><published>2007-08-29T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:08.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruthie the Daredevil!</title><content type='html'>Ruthie is skinning the cat with Daddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eb0c06b563b1d35d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deb0c06b563b1d35d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7332973488CBD1EEB22A57D8D098EEBCFE90BBB8.6066991D5B6A2F4883C7BFA73C08CBCC8C8738A8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deb0c06b563b1d35d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dx-cEPJausWKKfktD51Cobdo7_YQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="280" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deb0c06b563b1d35d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900522%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7332973488CBD1EEB22A57D8D098EEBCFE90BBB8.6066991D5B6A2F4883C7BFA73C08CBCC8C8738A8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deb0c06b563b1d35d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dx-cEPJausWKKfktD51Cobdo7_YQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's Ruthie finally getting braver on her slide at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RtY3BBYdyWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BcmwQa5L8VM/s1600-h/8-29-07+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RtY3BBYdyWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BcmwQa5L8VM/s320/8-29-07+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104327718361483618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Youth Camp this year Ruthie got to hang out at the beach with her pals Isaac, his sister Havilah, and her friend Matthew who is visiting from California one his 3 year birthday, and Kira was there to push them on the swing.&lt;br /&gt;                                                        They had a lot of fun together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RtY3BxYdyXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LrS9dBTQygE/s1600-h/8-29-07+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RtY3BxYdyXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LrS9dBTQygE/s320/8-29-07+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104327731246385522" 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/6080459945031920183-4962668423408828093?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=eb0c06b563b1d35d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/4962668423408828093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=4962668423408828093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/4962668423408828093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/4962668423408828093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/08/ruthie-daredevil.html' title='Ruthie the Daredevil!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RtY3BBYdyWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BcmwQa5L8VM/s72-c/8-29-07+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-9138592542279056147</id><published>2007-08-29T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:08.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Grandpa!</title><content type='html'>Today grandpa gets even older...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RtYynxYdyUI/AAAAAAAAACk/R6YXbLGu0mA/s1600-h/June-July07+%2827%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RtYynxYdyUI/AAAAAAAAACk/R6YXbLGu0mA/s320/June-July07+%2827%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104322886523275586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RtYyohYdyVI/AAAAAAAAACs/zcagWJJTa_w/s1600-h/June-July07+%28121%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RtYyohYdyVI/AAAAAAAAACs/zcagWJJTa_w/s320/June-July07+%28121%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104322899408177490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Grandpa we love you lots you are an excellent Daddy and Grandpa too!  xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-9138592542279056147?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/9138592542279056147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=9138592542279056147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/9138592542279056147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/9138592542279056147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-grandpa.html' title='Happy Birthday Grandpa!'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RtYynxYdyUI/AAAAAAAAACk/R6YXbLGu0mA/s72-c/June-July07+%2827%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-5411252242001355452</id><published>2007-08-21T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:09.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with the Cuz's</title><content type='html'>Cousins Jacob and Brennen came to stay with Grandma and Grandpa for a few days.  They came out for Pinehurst days and played with Ruthie.  They weren't super into the car show but the kids had fun playing with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RssUSBYdyOI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DuznU0qW-V0/s1600-h/8-19-07+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RssUSBYdyOI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DuznU0qW-V0/s320/8-19-07+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101193302768470242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple days later we met at Triple Play with them.  That was a lot of fun.  The boys went down the slides a lot they were not afraid.  Ruthie was too little but would not have gone anyway.  But I did convince her to come down the little ones a few times.  And she enjoyed the pool that made waves.  Lizzie ate some of her first cheeseburger, she loves food, and she liked dipping her feet in the water too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RssUSRYdyPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hI6oQdK10SE/s1600-h/8-19-07+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RssUSRYdyPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hI6oQdK10SE/s320/8-19-07+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101193307063437554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got mom to go down the tube and she liked it.  She got dad to go down with her and he liked it too, but when they came out mom went down and dad kept going over the top of her.  Here is a shot of the action, kinda blurry but still funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RssUSxYdyQI/AAAAAAAAACE/vvKEDNQACzs/s1600-h/8-19-07+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RssUSxYdyQI/AAAAAAAAACE/vvKEDNQACzs/s320/8-19-07+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101193315653372162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then the boys got to go on Go Karts with Uncle Matt and Grandpa.  Ruthie was still too short, next time Ruthie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RssXMhYdyRI/AAAAAAAAACM/gEV9N27WAz8/s1600-h/8-19-07+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RssXMhYdyRI/AAAAAAAAACM/gEV9N27WAz8/s320/8-19-07+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101196506814073106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Matt looks a little messed up is he okay to drive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RssXMxYdySI/AAAAAAAAACU/thCIP3W0Xms/s1600-h/8-19-07+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RssXMxYdySI/AAAAAAAAACU/thCIP3W0Xms/s320/8-19-07+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101196511109040418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think the big boys had more fun than the little boys on these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RssXNRYdyTI/AAAAAAAAACc/diGAAhutehs/s1600-h/8-19-07+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RssXNRYdyTI/AAAAAAAAACc/diGAAhutehs/s320/8-19-07+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101196519698975026" 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/6080459945031920183-5411252242001355452?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/5411252242001355452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=5411252242001355452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/5411252242001355452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/5411252242001355452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/08/fun-with-cuzs.html' title='Fun with the Cuz&apos;s'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RssUSBYdyOI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DuznU0qW-V0/s72-c/8-19-07+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-4398318278881059250</id><published>2007-08-19T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:09.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Many Pets.</title><content type='html'>Well we have had one dog Tucker since we moved in around christmas, he has been a handful but is getting through with the puppy stage and is turning out to be ok.  We thought maybe he would be even better if he had a friend so we are on trial run with our friends dog they wanted to get rid of named Minnie.  She is going back tomorrow, after chewing up several toys, jumping the fence and chewing things in the neighbors garage and barking all day when we leave.  One morning I woke up to Ruthie crying and I ran in to see what was the matter and there was stuffing all over her room, they had torn up a pillow she had, and she just kept saying "why did they do this?"  Ruthie will be sad but not too much because she was willing to trade both dogs in to get a kitty the other day.  She did end up getting one...sort of.  While the dogs were gone getting wood with Matt a cat came to our yard and Ruthie became instant friends with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rskw4BYdyLI/AAAAAAAAABc/DOjmRVaoa14/s1600-h/8-19-07+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rskw4BYdyLI/AAAAAAAAABc/DOjmRVaoa14/s320/8-19-07+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100661791975655602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She named it Leafsberry, or Leasbear?!?  She tried to bring it in the house and as you can see it actually let her hold it and carry it some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rskw4RYdyMI/AAAAAAAAABk/vyN1_lmdMAo/s1600-h/8-19-07+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rskw4RYdyMI/AAAAAAAAABk/vyN1_lmdMAo/s320/8-19-07+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100661796270622914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is the best kind of pet to have because it comes to visit and play and then goes to someone elses house for someone else to be responsible for it. &lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen it in a while, the dogs chased it off when they got home.  I thought Ruthie would be upset but she laughed really hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-4398318278881059250?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/4398318278881059250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=4398318278881059250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/4398318278881059250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/4398318278881059250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/08/too-many-pets.html' title='Too Many Pets.'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/Rskw4BYdyLI/AAAAAAAAABc/DOjmRVaoa14/s72-c/8-19-07+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-3968981022878496464</id><published>2007-08-07T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:10.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Stronger</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ruthie at breakfast eating an egg says, "Mmm....thas' so good.  And it's healthy.  It makes me strong as a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fish&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She just went poop, and says, "I will show Daddy my poop." When I told her he was not here and she needs to flush it she said, "it looks like a little squishy panda."  Whose daughter is she anyway?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She wanted to watch the exercise movie, she hates having her picture taken so I had to sneak and get a few shots of her exercising to Core Secrets:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrlcvwKHsII/AAAAAAAAAA0/nYD-nN18Bw4/s1600-h/july+07+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrlcvwKHsII/AAAAAAAAAA0/nYD-nN18Bw4/s320/july+07+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096206428797382786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrlcwQKHsJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4LDKORj1Wdg/s1600-h/july+07+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrlcwQKHsJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4LDKORj1Wdg/s320/july+07+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096206437387317394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrlcwwKHsKI/AAAAAAAAABE/MhKDByhr2nk/s1600-h/july+07+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrlcwwKHsKI/AAAAAAAAABE/MhKDByhr2nk/s320/july+07+115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096206445977252002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie's having a lot of fun, she is a happy baby, and getting pretty good at sitting up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrlgbQKHsLI/AAAAAAAAABM/NcXycpfi7Vs/s1600-h/july+07+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrlgbQKHsLI/AAAAAAAAABM/NcXycpfi7Vs/s320/july+07+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096210474656575666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Ruthie had a lot of fun riding neighbor Laurie's horse Ally last weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrlgdAKHsMI/AAAAAAAAABU/13HpTd-X428/s1600-h/july+07+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrlgdAKHsMI/AAAAAAAAABU/13HpTd-X428/s320/july+07+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096210504721346754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrlcwwKHsKI/AAAAAAAAABE/MhKDByhr2nk/s1600-h/july+07+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-3968981022878496464?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/3968981022878496464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=3968981022878496464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/3968981022878496464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/3968981022878496464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/08/goofy-ruthie.html' title='Getting Stronger'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrlcvwKHsII/AAAAAAAAAA0/nYD-nN18Bw4/s72-c/july+07+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-2412761840346439127</id><published>2007-08-05T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:56:10.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Gramma Rose a' Rita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrY2SwKHsHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NYJRgVGItNo/s1600-h/June-July07+%28175%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrY2SwKHsHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NYJRgVGItNo/s320/June-July07+%28175%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095319724209188978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Oh how fun to have two grandmas that are twins, it makes for confused grandkids.  But it is cool that Ruthie is not shy with Grandma Rita at all.  Happy Birthday Mom, we love you, and Rita too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6080459945031920183-2412761840346439127?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/2412761840346439127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=2412761840346439127' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/2412761840346439127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/2412761840346439127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-gramma-rose-rita.html' title='Happy Birthday Gramma Rose a&apos; Rita'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/RrY2SwKHsHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NYJRgVGItNo/s72-c/June-July07+%28175%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6080459945031920183.post-6197037038940807661</id><published>2007-07-30T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T23:20:16.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How ditzy can I get?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The other day my eyes were opened to how ditzy I have become.  I was driving our car, a stick, and trying to roll up the window which needs to be helped along, and pulled back while winded up so I was steering with my knees.  Suddenly I panicked, my hand was stuck and I couldn't figure out what was going on.  I had rolled it up tight on my hand and couldn't get it out, I freaked out for a second, not knowing what to do, then gathered myself enough to roll the window down.  Then later that day I borrowed someones cell phone to call my husband, and could faintly hear him as I repeat over and over, "hello....hello....hello?"  Finally I realized the phone was upside down!  Then today as I read to my daughter about the Old Lady who swallowed a fly, she swallowed a spider to catch the fly, I finally understood what that song was about.  She wanted the spider to go inside her to catch the fly that she assumed was buzzing around inside her, instead of just waiting for it to poop out.  It all started to make sense.&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/6080459945031920183-6197037038940807661?l=heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/feeds/6197037038940807661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6080459945031920183&amp;postID=6197037038940807661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6197037038940807661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6080459945031920183/posts/default/6197037038940807661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavensinmythroat-jaime.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-ditzy-can-i-get.html' title='How ditzy can I get?'/><author><name>Jaime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14936797767172354758</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XHudoK-qSpc/SEov81TIEnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/9TPd7KAqUwE/S220/moreApr+08-May08+022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
