<?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-8575072998718099376</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:10:53.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Woffords</title><subtitle type='html'>I am happily married to my highschool sweet heart and we have 3 wonderfull kids.  Zach is the oldest at 6;Gavin is 4 and Reese is 2.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-5002234438017870350</id><published>2011-06-30T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T13:47:08.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to Arkansas</title><content type='html'>It has been almost a year since I have posted. How time flys. We are headed out of town to our very good friends for a 4th of July weekend of the lake, fireworks, boating and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zachary is begging me to let him post so here he goes. we are going to have a great time seeing fireworks, fishing and have a lot of fun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-5002234438017870350?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/5002234438017870350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2011/06/off-to-arkansaw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/5002234438017870350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/5002234438017870350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2011/06/off-to-arkansaw.html' title='Off to Arkansas'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-1507174844497246886</id><published>2010-06-13T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T19:15:04.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I am back...</title><content type='html'>We had a crazy busy weekend, well my husband did anyways. It started off with Gavin having his end of the year baseball swim party and I decided to stay home with Reese and Zach. G-man had a blast with all his friends and I think he enjoyed spending time with his friends and daddy alone. We struggle with this since we have 3 kiddos. Sometimes they need to experience life alone and have mommy/daddy alone time. You can really tell they relish these few times. On Saturday, Mike took the boys to see a baseball tournament with some friends. He was scoping out the competition as he and Zachs coach are putting together a team for the summer, "The North Texas Daredevils". He is pretty pumped and has definitely become more competitive with Zach's age. Then Zach and Daddy left for the evening of fun at a baseball game b-day party. Reese and Gavin were so tired and driving me "crazy", I thought why not go swimming to ensure complete wearing out. We had a blast and came home for a slumber party watching a movie, popcorn and they were out by 9:30. Mike and Zach did not get home until 11:30 but Zach received a signed baseball hat and other goodies. On Sunday, Mike, Reese and I all slept until 9:00am. I could not believe it. We ate breakfast and decided it was time for Mommy to go run. We all loaded up and headed to the lake for mommy support. Mike and I ran well Mike kind of and the boys rode their bikes. It was extremely hot but the trail was half shaded. The boys loved it. I think we will do this every weekend and try new trails. This week I have to hit it hard on my marathon training. Please, pray for me as I have been extremely tired and unmotivated. Mike and I also are completing a sprint triathlon with our friends in July which is helping my motivation except cycling/running, hmmm. However, game on "Kimmie &amp;amp; Dan". Just kidding. Below are the only pics I got of my sweet family this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this cute pic of my big boy-had to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/TBWPbcVd1GI/AAAAAAAAAZg/4nkk8NgdptU/s1600/CSC_0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482445823018914914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/TBWPbcVd1GI/AAAAAAAAAZg/4nkk8NgdptU/s320/CSC_0823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin pre-trail run cooling down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/TBWPbMXKWII/AAAAAAAAAZY/jePiHTE_IkE/s1600/DSC_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482445818731059330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/TBWPbMXKWII/AAAAAAAAAZY/jePiHTE_IkE/s320/DSC_0867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and Reese being silly pre-trail ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/TBWPatEotMI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/xkM8Pw7J71s/s1600/DSC_0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482445810331858114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/TBWPatEotMI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/xkM8Pw7J71s/s320/DSC_0863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best buds- (they have such a love/hate relationship)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/TBWOEZjFwYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/EiLRvCmMZ1E/s1600/DSC_0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482444327622132098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/TBWOEZjFwYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/EiLRvCmMZ1E/s320/DSC_0862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-1507174844497246886?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/1507174844497246886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2010/06/yes-i-am-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/1507174844497246886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/1507174844497246886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2010/06/yes-i-am-back.html' title='Yes, I am back...'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/TBWPbcVd1GI/AAAAAAAAAZg/4nkk8NgdptU/s72-c/CSC_0823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-69678641378394889</id><published>2010-04-05T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T18:45:40.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010....</title><content type='html'>It has been quite a year...Working, sick children, sick children and sick children. This is our theme for 2010. As I type this I am re-writing our 2010 goals. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Determined to have kiddos eat more veggies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Build up their immune system&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Continue to run and run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Continue to work on our budget &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Read more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Go on more dates with my husband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Take a trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Take a girls trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Take photograph classes- start taking more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;photog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;, enough of my goals. On Friday night I saw a dear friend who visited from Chicago and her family at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kims&lt;/span&gt;. I took the boys but Mike and Reese stayed home to get well. The boys had so much fun with the kiddos jumping on the trampoline and playing. We love Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kimmies&lt;/span&gt; house as it has miles and mile of fun. I loved seeing Pam's little girl and it made me almost want another baby..I said almost. We made it an early night as I was a party &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pooper&lt;/span&gt; from being the mommy emergency room all week and headed home around 9:00.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, mommy stayed home to care for Reese and the boys had a packed full day with Daddy. They went to both their baseball games and a party skating. I have only made 1 baseball game out of 4 due to our illnesses. I am sad as I never miss a game. Daddy had a blast and revisited his youth rollerskating with all the kiddos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, no church as we still had a sick kiddo. The funniest card came in the mail last week from our church, " Please come back, we miss you". This was addressed to the kids. Does this show you our life the last 8 weeks? Church is even wondering where we are? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough of my rambling and back to Sunday. The Easter bunny made a visit Saturday night and hid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; eggs inside and out. He was not as giving this year but he did leave them Chocolate bunnies and lots of eggs. Of course Zachary was so excited the next day we could hear him running all over the house. His comment to me was I have to see where all the eggs are so I can get them all....Gotta love em. Gavin and Reese soon woke up and in all our glory we went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; egg hunting @ 7:00am in the morning. I am sure the neighbors loved the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;squealing&lt;/span&gt; of joy. Next was their favorite breakfast, homemade waffles, eggs and bacon. We planted some flower on the porch and spent another day at home for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;recuperation&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to our surprise @ 9:00pm Gavin comes down the stairs with 102 fever. I give up, we cannot win. Today, I went and bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Dannon&lt;/span&gt; drinkable immunity booster, vitamins with extra vitamin C and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;vegetable&lt;/span&gt; juice. We are on a mission to get our family well and I fit in a run. Yes, I was dying. It is not advisable to stop running all together while training for a marathon. I was literally dying on my 3 mile run in the heat. I feel like I am starting over but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; I am starting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not get any great pictures as we were always in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pjs&lt;/span&gt; and little kiddos were sick but enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reese @ 7am on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; ( still sick but a trooper)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/S7qQytcenHI/AAAAAAAAAZA/O_iSMRIDqgM/s1600/DSC_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456833099379678322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/S7qQytcenHI/AAAAAAAAAZA/O_iSMRIDqgM/s320/DSC_0165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys on Easter morning (crazy hair and all)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/S7qQyLOH79I/AAAAAAAAAY4/tm2aAHOKgb0/s1600/DSC_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456833090192666578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/S7qQyLOH79I/AAAAAAAAAY4/tm2aAHOKgb0/s320/DSC_0161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese - This is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;epitome&lt;/span&gt; of my little girl.  I got the crazy, silly, prissy, drama little girl but I do love her.  Mike says we are funny.  We cannot be away from each other but we can't be with each other.  She definitely tests me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/S7qQx9LQFEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/BOEbRx5vtLI/s1600/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456833086422520898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/S7qQx9LQFEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/BOEbRx5vtLI/s320/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reese with her pal/cousin Haley.  She adores her but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kind of&lt;/span&gt; chopped the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/S7qQxY_WW_I/AAAAAAAAAYo/dh-8E6nTmfw/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456833076708924402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/S7qQxY_WW_I/AAAAAAAAAYo/dh-8E6nTmfw/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-69678641378394889?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/69678641378394889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2010/04/2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/69678641378394889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/69678641378394889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2010/04/2010.html' title='2010....'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/S7qQytcenHI/AAAAAAAAAZA/O_iSMRIDqgM/s72-c/DSC_0165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-43152385354386339</id><published>2009-12-03T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T20:40:12.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Woffords go see Santa in 30' weather...</title><content type='html'>Tonight we ventured to a local outdoor shopping area for the annual tree lighting, dinner and Santa. It was so cold but we stayed long enough to hear the carolers, see the tree lit up and then went to dinner. Once our tummy's were fool we went back out to the bookstore. Mommy and Daddy had to bribe the kids with books as we always forget to bring cash to these functions. They had crafts and face painting but it was all for cash and we only had plastic but the bribery worked and the kids were happy with books. After we got warm and Mommy had her hot coffee we ventured back out in the Arctic air to stand in line for Santa. The kids had so much fun and it was so neat to see Reese. She has a cold but as soon as she sat on Santa's lap, her face lit up. This is a totally different response than last years screaming. Have I told you how much I love the Christmas season...minus it being this cold. I forgot my camera but Mike captured Santa on his iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin thinking hard about what he wants for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxiRbgWjz3I/AAAAAAAAAYY/D6s1JB_meKk/s1600-h/photog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411234854012702578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxiRbgWjz3I/AAAAAAAAAYY/D6s1JB_meKk/s320/photog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach telling Santa he wants a hamster...thank goodness Santa cannot bring hamsters to Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxiRbeOt34I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/v8dhz9F15dQ/s1600-h/photoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411234853442936706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxiRbeOt34I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/v8dhz9F15dQ/s320/photoa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese elated to be able to tell Santa "I want a baby"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxiRbNdoZQI/AAAAAAAAAYI/UsSAzSPkqfE/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411234848942089474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxiRbNdoZQI/AAAAAAAAAYI/UsSAzSPkqfE/s320/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-43152385354386339?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/43152385354386339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/12/woffords-go-see-santa-in-30-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/43152385354386339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/43152385354386339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/12/woffords-go-see-santa-in-30-weather.html' title='The Woffords go see Santa in 30&apos; weather...'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxiRbgWjz3I/AAAAAAAAAYY/D6s1JB_meKk/s72-c/photog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-1481913747701423250</id><published>2009-12-02T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:13:20.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A snowy beautiful day..</title><content type='html'>When I woke this morning we saw snow. It was so pretty and the boys were so excited. I love to see the kids faces of excitement over the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;littlest&lt;/span&gt; things in life. It brings back so many fond memories. I also posted a picture of the boys from last night passed out in my bed. I am posting a short post as I went out with clients tonight and had a steak and wine and am feeling pretty tired. My run in the morning sounds tiresome but I must continue especially since I decided to also partake in desert tonight. Have a good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids decorated the whole tree-I have definitely let go of my perfectionist personality.  I noticed after we decorated the tree it has a slight tilt at the top. Oh well, it looks beautiful.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxdH2Jad3SI/AAAAAAAAAYA/whGnpROvUzk/s1600-h/DSC_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410872472874376482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxdH2Jad3SI/AAAAAAAAAYA/whGnpROvUzk/s320/DSC_0606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys sleeping in my bed last night.  We did succeed in carrying them to their bed with no one waking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxdH1rifUtI/AAAAAAAAAX4/yQPjeXfF5vk/s1600-h/DSC_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410872464854962898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxdH1rifUtI/AAAAAAAAAX4/yQPjeXfF5vk/s320/DSC_0641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter wonderland outside our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxdH1WnP1DI/AAAAAAAAAXw/1oNKzbMBHsA/s1600-h/DSC_0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410872459237774386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxdH1WnP1DI/AAAAAAAAAXw/1oNKzbMBHsA/s320/DSC_0647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our car views.. It did not last long but it was pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxdH03RS7BI/AAAAAAAAAXo/qFrJpQxDSes/s1600-h/DSC_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410872450824203282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxdH03RS7BI/AAAAAAAAAXo/qFrJpQxDSes/s320/DSC_0645.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-1481913747701423250?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/1481913747701423250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/12/snowy-beautiful-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/1481913747701423250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/1481913747701423250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/12/snowy-beautiful-day.html' title='A snowy beautiful day..'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxdH2Jad3SI/AAAAAAAAAYA/whGnpROvUzk/s72-c/DSC_0606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-2623480564362096647</id><published>2009-12-01T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:23:14.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas Pageant</title><content type='html'>I am so excited as the boys will be in there first Christmas play in a couple of weeks.  The boys will be the carolers in the The Christmas pageant which is a production at our church.  Zach is super excited and I am not sure yet about Gavin but Mommy is pumped.  I love Christmas and my boys will be singing Christmas tunes that I love.  They are singing either 4 or 5 songs which one is Away in a Manger, O Come, O Come Emanuel, I know a rose tree springing and It came upon a Midnight clear.  I will surely post a live feed.  Of course, they asked for parent participation and I am working on costumes.  I first was a little worried and told my seamstress sister she would be helping if I was asked to sew costumes but I was spared and only have to direct, help with fitting and maybe some minor hemming.  Unfortunately, I have no pictures to post but maybe I can get the kids to sing you a song and post it this week.  Zach is always up for this.  Reese thanks she is in the play as well, so maybe I will have her be my little mini seamstress.  She has become such a big girl.  On a positive note, our Urologist visit went great this week.  Reese's kidneys look great!!! Please, continue to pray with us that she will not have to be catheterized and continue to show great signs of potty training.  He was actually positive this time as Mike and I had prepared ourselves for anything.  She was a trooper and did not have to do the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;euro dynamic&lt;/span&gt; study which she hates.  We will see him in 6 more months.  I continue to reflect about how blessed we are.  I see other kids that have so many more issues and am thankful that God has blessed us.  I know we can deal with anything handed to us and this has only made Mike and I stronger as parents. &lt;br /&gt;Time to go to bed as both the boys are in my bed.  Mommy was a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wimp&lt;/span&gt; and they were complaining the rain was waking them up so I offered up our bed.  Mike and I may be sleeping in the twin beds tonight....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-2623480564362096647?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/2623480564362096647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-pageant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/2623480564362096647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/2623480564362096647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-pageant.html' title='The Christmas Pageant'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-9024370419406943476</id><published>2009-11-29T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T11:52:17.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sound of quiet amongst the past chaos...</title><content type='html'>It has been a wonderful Thanksgiving break but hectic and chaotic. Mike and I were both down for the count Thursday after the run and all day Friday. Somehow, I think my girls night out we all caught something. Kim and Les were also sick with the crud and my poor kids had to fend for themselves on Friday, just kidding, only a little. Thursday we had Turkey and birthday cake with Mikes parents. It was nice and quiet which was helpful since Mike and I were absolutely miserable. Zach had a blast opening presents and eating cake twice that day with Memaw and Papa. The Grandparents spoil the kiddos but I guess that is what they are there for. We left and retreated home to bed. On Friday, we woke up even worse and had to call in a favor to one of our Dr. friends, since no doctors were working except urgent care. He is a great friend and saved our kiddos from complete boredom all weekend. We tried to go out and have lunch with the kids and a cookie at the infamous "Tollhouse brothers", yes they know my children. Then off we went to lay on the couch why Zach and Gavin played with all their new toys and Reese slept until 5:30. I think she was as pooped out as us. The medicine actually felt like it kicked in a little but we laid around the majority of night except to finish decorating our porch. I will post pics soon as it is almost complete. We did not want to go to crazy since Christmas is not at our house this year. On Saturday, we got up and went and took pictures on this old bridge and wooded trail area. The kiddos did okay. I am trying to get our Christmas cards out so below I posted a couple of pics of our day but I have learned with 3 it is almost a miracle to get the perfect shot. We ended up spending the day with the kids and then cleaning because Mommy and Daddy had a date night planned, however, due to our illness the date night ended at 10:00 since Mommy was pretty tired. Yes, Mike thought I was a wimp but we climbed into bed and ended up staying up till mid-night watching tv. Today we went to church, which was such a wonderful service and now I am amongst a quiet house. Mike took the boys to a birthday party and Reese is a sleep. I promised the kiddos when they got home we would decorate the house, play Christmas carols and maybe make cookies. I better go and enjoy my last hour of quiet time. I hope everyone else had a wonderful holiday and is enjoying the festivities for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big girl-every time I see pictures I cannot believe how big she is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLOURczShI/AAAAAAAAAXU/sODKPA13sgQ/s1600/DSC_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409612950102297106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLOURczShI/AAAAAAAAAXU/sODKPA13sgQ/s320/DSC_0580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempting at a side view.  Do they look the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLOUJsx7_I/AAAAAAAAAXM/cigZ-hqAm20/s1600/DSC_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409612948021833714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLOUJsx7_I/AAAAAAAAAXM/cigZ-hqAm20/s320/DSC_0579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is out of order but "hooray Zach said as we shot the last pic"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLOTxOZJOI/AAAAAAAAAXE/n67x9t0vqgA/s1600/DSC_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409612941451928802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLOTxOZJOI/AAAAAAAAAXE/n67x9t0vqgA/s320/DSC_0558.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the end of our shoot and everyone is done, really "tears".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLNrjdtzxI/AAAAAAAAAW0/b9rzyaVUTDk/s1600/DSC_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409612250563333906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLNrjdtzxI/AAAAAAAAAW0/b9rzyaVUTDk/s320/DSC_0550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horseplaying, how fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLNrHNFCiI/AAAAAAAAAWs/rCJgBm0WGP0/s1600/DSC_0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409612242977360418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLNrHNFCiI/AAAAAAAAAWs/rCJgBm0WGP0/s320/DSC_0542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am over that girly bow, Daddy's hat is way cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLNq3WkAbI/AAAAAAAAAWk/bPhhI57vYCg/s1600/DSC_0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409612238722171314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLNq3WkAbI/AAAAAAAAAWk/bPhhI57vYCg/s320/DSC_0538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brothers, they love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLNqjxLWZI/AAAAAAAAAWc/2xwD7jwM7ig/s1600/DSC_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409612233465092498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLNqjxLWZI/AAAAAAAAAWc/2xwD7jwM7ig/s320/DSC_0537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 2 -attempting to have all eyes on me but always looking at something cooler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLM1K-VNTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/w462qiqW64w/s1600/DSC_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409611316276311346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLM1K-VNTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/w462qiqW64w/s320/DSC_0514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to strike a pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLM0yGFaJI/AAAAAAAAAWM/o1NL4M3_sLo/s1600/DSC_0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409611309597943954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLM0yGFaJI/AAAAAAAAAWM/o1NL4M3_sLo/s320/DSC_0498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really do love each other occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLM0suIbPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/hDXSNTxMXds/s1600/DSC_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409611308155301106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLM0suIbPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/hDXSNTxMXds/s320/DSC_0477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All giggles at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLM0V9AAbI/AAAAAAAAAV8/QX5ZSkbJuCs/s1600/DSC_0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409611302043648434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLM0V9AAbI/AAAAAAAAAV8/QX5ZSkbJuCs/s320/DSC_0473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLM0MccjLI/AAAAAAAAAV0/10hL8-UsN4g/s1600/DSC_0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409611299491187890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLM0MccjLI/AAAAAAAAAV0/10hL8-UsN4g/s320/DSC_0488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-9024370419406943476?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/9024370419406943476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/sound-of-quiet-amongst-past-chaos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/9024370419406943476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/9024370419406943476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/sound-of-quiet-amongst-past-chaos.html' title='The sound of quiet amongst the past chaos...'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SxLOURczShI/AAAAAAAAAXU/sODKPA13sgQ/s72-c/DSC_0580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-8079513210833770418</id><published>2009-11-27T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T05:55:39.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I finished....</title><content type='html'>I finished the 8 mile Turkey Trot and ran the whole time!!!! The last 1 1/2 was a little tough due to the fact I had a problem with too much water and all the lines to the stand alone restrooms were horrible.  I then had problems with my sock which I had read in long runs to wear moisture resistance socks that fit.  I decided to wear all cotton bigger socks because my running shoes are a little newer and rubbed some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ouchies&lt;/span&gt; on my back of my ankles.  Any &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt; the socks were bunching up under my toes and ouch it did not feel good so I had to stop quickly and take off my shoe and reposition my socks but ran in a little pain the last mile.  The funny part of the story is there were 37,000 people and boy did my first mile take along time.  I think it took 35 minutes since I did not position myself at the front.  I had to dodge dogs, strollers and walkers but I feel great.  I am sore today and did not feel great yesterday as I developed a sinus infection and did not eat enough so needless to say I felt sick after the run but it has taught me what I need to do to prepare better for the run.  It was such a high during the run especially when I ran 2 miles &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; the bridges.  I will post pics once the photographers have them on their website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a wonderful Turkey Day as we did.  Our oldest son turned 7 and he had so much fun.  He is growing up so fast and we love you Zachary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-8079513210833770418?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/8079513210833770418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-finished.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/8079513210833770418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/8079513210833770418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-finished.html' title='I finished....'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-7901064453455974774</id><published>2009-11-25T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T05:08:23.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What we have to be Thankful for...</title><content type='html'>It is a great question that I do not ever ask myself but I am thankful for.. My wonderful husband. I have the most non-selfish, loving, helpful and wonderful provider of a husband. I do not show him this very much but he is definitely my soul mate. My children who make my life complete. Each of them have the different and wonderful personalities. Zachary is turning 7 tomorrow and he is my sweet and sincerely kind child. Gavin is my loving and wildly crazy, but I love it. Reese is also very sweet and definitely sassy or "2" but she lights up my life. My family is also what I have to be thankful for. My friends and family who always keep me grounded and cheer me on. I could go on an on but these are my top. On a lighter side, I am ready for this 8 mile run tomorrow. Keep me in your thoughts as your sleeping on Turkey Day and I am running. My BFF's minus Pam went out this weekend and it was awesome. We forget sometimes how much fun we have and how important they are in my life. I do not think I have laughed so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesy Poses by the fire on Girls Night with Kim &amp;amp; Les&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/Sw0rtOIy_fI/AAAAAAAAAVs/JwqgPBAJcMs/s1600/Girls+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408026783430934002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/Sw0rtOIy_fI/AAAAAAAAAVs/JwqgPBAJcMs/s320/Girls+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-7901064453455974774?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/7901064453455974774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-we-have-to-be-thankful-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/7901064453455974774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/7901064453455974774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-we-have-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='What we have to be Thankful for...'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/Sw0rtOIy_fI/AAAAAAAAAVs/JwqgPBAJcMs/s72-c/Girls+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-6422612086501401226</id><published>2009-11-15T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:39:34.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Back Soon</title><content type='html'>I am taking the week off to get ready for the big run.  I know this sounds silly but I am going to force myself to go to bed by 9pm and get rest.  My plantar fascitis has flared up a little and I am trying to train and rest.  I will finish this 8 mile run but I think mentally I am a little scared I will re-injur my foot.  Wish me luck and I will return with lots of photos Thanksgiving week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-6422612086501401226?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/6422612086501401226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/be-back-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6422612086501401226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6422612086501401226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/be-back-soon.html' title='Be Back Soon'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-2475456904812414081</id><published>2009-11-12T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:49:18.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby turned 5!!</title><content type='html'>Wow-it is hard to believe Gavin is 5. He is becoming so big and looks so grown up but he still loves his mommy. He started his birthday with a donut hole cake which included glazed, chocolate and sprinkled donut holes. It was very cool but bad Mommy forgot her camera at school. We then decorated the house for when he woke up it was special and that night we ate dinner at his Memaws and Papas house. He was allowed to open our presents. We had such a special day and then had the Party with the rest of the family on Saturday. Zach also had his last baseball game on Saturday and party. However, I have no pictures since I was home cleaning and getting everything ready for the party. He had a blast and ended it with his Cousin Haley spending the night. They are so fun. They all get along great and she slept between Zach and Gavin. I wonder if it will be the same as they continue to get older as they seem to have such a bond. On Sunday, we all woke up and went and had IHOP as the kids were craving waffles and we had no food. We then headed to the Castle Park for some last minute fun until it was time to take Haley home. The kids were officially pooped and all fell asleep in the car on the way home. I cannot express how much I love my kiddos and watching them grow. Gavin, Happy Birthday and I cannot wait to see what the next year brings us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy (Zach) loves his Papa-Gavins birthday Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvzIPbmujtI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tHYapxt1K3A/s1600-h/DSC_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403413820371537618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvzIPbmujtI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tHYapxt1K3A/s320/DSC_0444.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed this pic in the previous blog.  Haleys birthday Party.  All the Dallas cousins.  We are only missing Connor and Ian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvzIPM6jlGI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IWTLN1yYKRM/s1600-h/DSC_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403413816428172386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvzIPM6jlGI/AAAAAAAAAVM/IWTLN1yYKRM/s320/DSC_0441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birthday Party-Neighbor Friends sharing in a delicious cookie cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvzHEmG70pI/AAAAAAAAAVE/g2rQ8Oo_4q0/s1600-h/DSC_0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403412534700790418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvzHEmG70pI/AAAAAAAAAVE/g2rQ8Oo_4q0/s320/DSC_0456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aren't we the cutest Cousins? Sleepover-Reese was so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvzHEehRlEI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JGtF3MKwR2Y/s1600-h/DSC_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403412532663784514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvzHEehRlEI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JGtF3MKwR2Y/s320/DSC_0457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys minus Gavin-we could not find him. My nephew is the older one and Zachs idol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvzHDYl8yYI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4G4SEmPNGrI/s1600-h/DSC_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403412513892911490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvzHDYl8yYI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4G4SEmPNGrI/s320/DSC_0453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who does not love bear hugs from the Grandparents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvzHCy6WwGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/_qZhxMIesIM/s1600-h/DSC_0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403412503777951842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvzHCy6WwGI/AAAAAAAAAUs/_qZhxMIesIM/s320/DSC_0449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-2475456904812414081?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/2475456904812414081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-baby-turned-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/2475456904812414081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/2475456904812414081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-baby-turned-5.html' title='My baby turned 5!!'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvzIPbmujtI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tHYapxt1K3A/s72-c/DSC_0444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-5613004467643454741</id><published>2009-11-04T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:13:36.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One More...for tonight  (Is this a sight?)</title><content type='html'>I was going through the rest of some pics and found these from the end of the summer. Across the street 2 girls live. One is in Zach's class and they are best buds and the other is Gavins age. Of course Gavin my little lover is a little gaga over the older one but on this particular day, Mike caught him with the one he is always running from and notice Zach and his friend are sitting separate. It just made me think that Zach will be my shy, sweet, gentleman. Gavin will be the true lover and maybe player??? Time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with friends.  (Don't look at the messy playroom they rearranged)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJP1zgKKUI/AAAAAAAAAUc/6IcMisA3p7w/s1600-h/DSC_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400466688947398978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJP1zgKKUI/AAAAAAAAAUc/6IcMisA3p7w/s320/DSC_0271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute, Gavin is always running from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chels&lt;/span&gt; but today laying with her is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJOVlVPUdI/AAAAAAAAAUM/6qW5BjxOOCg/s1600-h/DSC_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJOVyXQKdI/AAAAAAAAAUU/rVzmopxKsHo/s1600-h/DSC_0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400465039374166482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJOVyXQKdI/AAAAAAAAAUU/rVzmopxKsHo/s320/DSC_0273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-5613004467643454741?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/5613004467643454741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-morefor-tonight-is-this-sight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/5613004467643454741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/5613004467643454741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-morefor-tonight-is-this-sight.html' title='One More...for tonight  (Is this a sight?)'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJP1zgKKUI/AAAAAAAAAUc/6IcMisA3p7w/s72-c/DSC_0271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-5952800324871185545</id><published>2009-11-04T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:16:25.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays and fun-Catch up Post</title><content type='html'>My sisters birthday was in September but due to everyone's incredibly busy schedules, we celebrated it with her Husbands birthday in October. We had so much fun and Mike was of course the chef. He pre-made that morning Green Chili chicken enchiladas, Mexican corn souffle and we packed it up and headed over to her house. She just purchased another home over the summer and my Dad had not been able to see it and it looks so good. She has an eye for picking out homes with lots of potential. Her backyard is so quaint and to die for. However, I think our future rock band had more fun. The kiddos think Aunt Sylvia's house is the best. Reese even chants that she wants to go to Aunt Syl's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, on another topic, I have a dilemma. What do I wear for my 8k run in 2 weeks. I know it sounds silly but I am stumped as I get really hot while running and it could be cold. Also, I have to look semi decent for the pictures I have asked my hubby to take a picture of me finishing this great feat. I know many of you are probably tired of hearing this but I am so excited. I have been working so hard and with my feet giving me so much grief this summer, I finally feel this high. Running is addicting. It gives me such a wonderful feeling to run and listen to the wind, birds and even the cars. I think it is my one time to escape and think about life or just be silent. Hmmm...if you have any thoughts on my wardrobe, I am all ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins-the beginning of a band??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJLPJorHsI/AAAAAAAAAUE/-zTnck3Gf8o/s1600-h/DSC_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400461626827284162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJLPJorHsI/AAAAAAAAAUE/-zTnck3Gf8o/s320/DSC_0328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what Reese is singing but Haley must be enjoying/hating the way she is looking at her. I thought Reese and Haley look so cute together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJLO5IktII/AAAAAAAAAT8/SHqKRBg8sKY/s1600-h/DSC_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400461622397678722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJLO5IktII/AAAAAAAAAT8/SHqKRBg8sKY/s320/DSC_0325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach, Gavin, Haley -Oooh scary and Reese, ummm she is not too scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJJIXkOKvI/AAAAAAAAATs/Dd3ZwrQdHgc/s1600-h/DSC_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400459311284366066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJJIXkOKvI/AAAAAAAAATs/Dd3ZwrQdHgc/s320/DSC_0294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practicing our Singing with the help of Reese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJJIla7o7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/RDw0bKhtCWI/s1600-h/DSC_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400459315003499442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJJIla7o7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/RDw0bKhtCWI/s320/DSC_0329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and Tony (my nephew) Rocking..Of course Zach wants a electric guitar after this experience and is now going to be a Singer when he grows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJIqKcszlI/AAAAAAAAATU/8ICwTE7CvXY/s1600-h/DSC_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400458792367083090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJIqKcszlI/AAAAAAAAATU/8ICwTE7CvXY/s320/DSC_0322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love it- Cousins. They are so close and we love that on of the Aunts is close. We miss the other Aunties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJIp6mguxI/AAAAAAAAATM/YbBJGpPq73o/s1600-h/DSC_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400458788113267474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJIp6mguxI/AAAAAAAAATM/YbBJGpPq73o/s320/DSC_0317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am imagining she is looking at me tell her do not get too close. My children love water and I was waiting for her to fall in. That would be the Wofford "way".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJIpXIrJqI/AAAAAAAAATE/Aswxt73rUVU/s1600-h/DSC_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400458778592880290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJIpXIrJqI/AAAAAAAAATE/Aswxt73rUVU/s320/DSC_0302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-5952800324871185545?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/5952800324871185545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthdays-and-fun-catch-up-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/5952800324871185545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/5952800324871185545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/birthdays-and-fun-catch-up-post.html' title='Birthdays and fun-Catch up Post'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvJLPJorHsI/AAAAAAAAAUE/-zTnck3Gf8o/s72-c/DSC_0328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-882487695618695356</id><published>2009-11-03T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:36:08.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallooooween-What fun!</title><content type='html'>What a weekend of fun. After being sick all last week, I welcomed some fun. However, I told Mike we do need to settle down soon. I am tired of running all weekend. We started...okay I started the weekend with a much needed massage on Friday and followed by my sweet hubby and children meeting me for dinner. On Saturday, I woke up bright and early, 6:30am to be exact to run since I took a week off from being ill. It was bitterly cold here but I actually ran my 3 1/2 miles good. I had planned to run 6 miles on Saturday but since I was still getting over my upper respiratory infection, I figured I should hold off. Yes, if you did not know I am training for a 8k Turkey Trot run and then 1/2 marathon. I am having so much fun and finally losing weight. It is awesome to wear clothes that are falling off or trying on clothes that have not fit in years and seeing them fit. I still have a long road but know this time I will succeed. Okay, back to my post about the kiddos. We went to baseball after this and it was so much fun. Zach is loving it and is doing so well. He had a couple weeks where he was struggling and you could tell he was frustrated but it has finally clicked. My little baby is growing up and I love watching it. After the game it was a mad dash home to clean the house for guests that night for Halloween. I have to say Reese looked adorable and the pictures do not do justice. She actually had a stranger from our local paper take her picture and asked if they could publish. I take all the credit as spend weeks trying to figure out what she could be and that kitty tutu was awesome. That night we had friends come over and Zach had one of his good friends Connor and his 3 year old sister over. We had so much fun and the kids were crazy but it was fun. I have to say the men were a little worn out by 9:00 with all the commotion of the kids. They should of joined the girls on the porch, drinking their red wine, we had no problems. On Sunday, we started with breakfast and my little nieces Birthday Party. I cannot believe Haley is 6! The kids are growing up so fast but we love her and had a blast at the party. Gavin is turning 5 this week and it makes me a little sad but he is counting the days. The funny thing is when Zach turned 5, he was a lot more independent. Gavin still loves Mommy to dress him in the morning, which I secretly love but give him grief. He still gets mad if I do not kiss him at least twice in the evening and he still loooooves to cuddle. Well it is late and I still have 500 posts to catch up on with all the pictures I need to update, so keep checking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All smiles while decorating for Halloween:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvEC94wjgbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/rctP0lDpb4I/s1600-h/DSC_0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400100690425250226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvEC94wjgbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/rctP0lDpb4I/s320/DSC_0337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Buds-they can do no wrong in each others eyes...yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvECnWcZbBI/AAAAAAAAASs/_VLV8C6KfL0/s1600-h/DSC_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400100303256775698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvECnWcZbBI/AAAAAAAAASs/_VLV8C6KfL0/s320/DSC_0361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help, we are tangled.  Reese is just one of the guys.  From L to R Zach, G man, Reese and Connor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvECnIOmiKI/AAAAAAAAASk/_2gwRe1LpAs/s1600-h/DSC_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400100299440818338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvECnIOmiKI/AAAAAAAAASk/_2gwRe1LpAs/s320/DSC_0399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who is scary..... Reese and Campbell seem bored with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvECm4xZmII/AAAAAAAAASc/9KKaasaDJGU/s1600-h/DSC_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400100295291803778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvECm4xZmII/AAAAAAAAASc/9KKaasaDJGU/s320/DSC_0379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are just hanging with friends (yes below is a girl as MJ and she is super cute and we think her and Zach will be each others first kiss)  She has been in his class for 2 years and now lives right across the street and they always play together.  Her younger sister is the clown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvECmliwcfI/AAAAAAAAASU/qFGFAWOCZ4c/s1600-h/DSC_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400100290130113010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvECmliwcfI/AAAAAAAAASU/qFGFAWOCZ4c/s320/DSC_0425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My super cute kitty and she actually meows but prefers growling, maybe a lion next year, much feistier than a kitty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvECmZd5EcI/AAAAAAAAASM/hHpHwK1CTw0/s1600-h/DSC_0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400100286888481218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvECmZd5EcI/AAAAAAAAASM/hHpHwK1CTw0/s320/DSC_0420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-882487695618695356?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/882487695618695356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/hallooooween-what-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/882487695618695356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/882487695618695356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/11/hallooooween-what-fun.html' title='Hallooooween-What fun!'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SvEC94wjgbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/rctP0lDpb4I/s72-c/DSC_0337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-6021983098026696228</id><published>2009-10-30T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T13:46:33.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Lonnnnnnnnnnng</title><content type='html'>Okay-it has been forever since I posted and everyone is reminding me.  I have not been juggling work, kids, kids school, sports and life as well as I used to.  This weekend I will be posting all my updates for the last 2 months.  However, I had to post about how excited I am that my sister is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a Boy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Woo-hoo&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!and he is healthy!!!!!!Let the fun planning the room begin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back for the following updates:&lt;br /&gt;Baseball pics&lt;br /&gt;Halloween pics (Reese is freaking cute in her outfit, but I am a little biased)&lt;br /&gt;School outings&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays....&lt;br /&gt;etc...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-6021983098026696228?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/6021983098026696228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-lonnnnnnnnnnng.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6021983098026696228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6021983098026696228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-lonnnnnnnnnnng.html' title='Too Lonnnnnnnnnnng'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-6404318958602004118</id><published>2009-08-26T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:42:00.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday, it was Gavin, Zach and Reese's first day of school. Zach went to first grade, Gavin went to Pre-K and Reese started school 2 times a week. We no longer have our Nanny and wow do I realize how spoiled we were. Getting the kids up, dressed, fed, backpacks, lunches packed and out the door to school. We have one busy morning and we have not even got to work. I will miss Sandra our Nanny dearly and keep asking Mike "when can we hire her back". We are trying to save money with the Economy effecting Mikes job. I will have to say it has been a fun week, however, It is forcing me to be more organized. We are trying to figure out how to to give Zach quite time at night for home work. We gave him the whole summer off from reading and writing and I am not sure if that was a good idea as he is having to work a little harder to write his sentences. Oh, well, live and learn and we will just work with him harder. They had a blast on the first day and I am so glad we are all back on schedule even though it is more work for Mommy and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374467716918759746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SpXx6dO_UUI/AAAAAAAAARs/4ERMUd1aziI/s320/DSC_0616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374467722750365426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SpXx6y9WjvI/AAAAAAAAAR0/JPiYwPbe3AM/s320/DSC_0621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374467732469499746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SpXx7XKkx2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/MKwi88VqvkA/s320/DSC_0623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374467745991216498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SpXx8JiZzXI/AAAAAAAAASE/wVtoEZoxr-o/s320/DSC_0625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-6404318958602004118?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/6404318958602004118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6404318958602004118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6404318958602004118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SpXx6dO_UUI/AAAAAAAAARs/4ERMUd1aziI/s72-c/DSC_0616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-1324404922543935744</id><published>2009-08-26T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:29:04.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Family Beach Trip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SpXtuACuqwI/AAAAAAAAARM/Ml4G4Ysc_Ug/s1600-h/Reese.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374463104877767426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SpXtuACuqwI/AAAAAAAAARM/Ml4G4Ysc_Ug/s320/Reese.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend we met up with 2 of my Husbands very close childhood friends at their beach house. This has become an annual tradition and I love it. One of the couples has 3 triplet girls and they are 5. The other couple has 3 children and then their are our 3. That is right, we had 9 children in one beach house and 6 adults but it was perfect. The kids get along so well and don't ever fight. How can that be you ask? Well, my boys are the only boys and the rest are girls. This has proven my point that girls are easier. Boys are rowdy and crazy or maybe its just my boys and yes my one girl is just as crazy as her brothers. We went swimming on the beach which was an experience with 9 kiddos. The guys left the girls Saturday morning to go fishing in the ocean and enjoy "guy" time. Of course my bright idea was to take the kiddos the beach club and go swimming and to the beach. The other 2 girls I was with did not like getting in the ocean so 5 of us went into the ocean all holding hands. If you can imagine all kids under the age of 6 and we were doing great until the 2 year old decided it was more fun to jump and sit and then it happened, under she went. Of course she was fine but a little water/salt logged but scared me enough to say I am done till the Men get home. Of course Reese wanted to run in the water all day as that fall did not scare my tough girl. That night the boys took the kiddos to catch crabs on the sand and they had a blast. We had so much fun and look forward to every year from hear on out. We have decided my boys will be spoiled as they will have the pick of 5 cute girls as they grow. We might be in trouble in the next 5 or so years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look I can drive-and yes he drove the mule. A little scary....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374463397469627954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SpXt_CCEJjI/AAAAAAAAARU/-JQWhTlO6Lw/s320/Mule.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we cute and the boys do not know how lucky they are according to the Hubby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374463958350733090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SpXufreinyI/AAAAAAAAARc/WbuxqPsEz5M/s320/kids.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Are we home yet? I can't handle the car anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374464437691923874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SpXu7lKYvaI/AAAAAAAAARk/y8LLLAyjYrA/s320/Are+we+home.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-1324404922543935744?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/1324404922543935744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-family-beach-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/1324404922543935744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/1324404922543935744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-family-beach-trip.html' title='Our Family Beach Trip...'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SpXtuACuqwI/AAAAAAAAARM/Ml4G4Ysc_Ug/s72-c/Reese.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-6765035151011698974</id><published>2009-04-22T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:28:57.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been sooo long</title><content type='html'>Life has been so hectic and crazy.  I have not had much time to say or take pictures for my blog.  However, I will be back soon.  Reese is growing so big and so fun.  Tonight we went running on a trail in our neighborhood and she had so much fun.  She loved the squirrels, leaves blowing, other joggers and the kids riding their bikes.  The boys met us with Mike after at the park and went fishing.  Zach caught a huge catfish.  This is what life is about..Having fun with your family and enjoying God's gift to us of love and nature.  Sometimes the littlest moments make you realize how lucky you are.  Running seems to make me feel free and one with nature, God and my feelings.  It clears my head even in the midst of pure craziness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note I will be making this blog private as I feel it is time to only allow the people I invite to view the blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay-time to go to bed so I can wake up again and run.  I have been trying really hard to stay on track.  London marathon here I come.....well maybe in a couple of years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-6765035151011698974?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/6765035151011698974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-has-been-sooo-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6765035151011698974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6765035151011698974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-has-been-sooo-long.html' title='It has been sooo long'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-8798592514366383300</id><published>2009-03-26T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:49:03.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired.....</title><content type='html'>Random question on a Thursday night....&lt;br /&gt;I have been so tired for the last month. I have no idea why?? Is it this economy and all I hear at work is negative? Is it me finally settling in with a family, 3 kids, work, etc...? To answer my question I started googling. You know what it said??? Dehydration! I actually believe it, as I drink coffee when I wake up and sip on it until noon. Lunch is maybe on cup of water and then dinner maybe another cup. Then off for another cup of java before bed. I am on a quest and will keep you posted. I am going to try and drink 2 cups of water when I wake up, sip on it all day and try and drink 8-10 glasses. The next debate is sugar.... I have been struggling with my eating habits the last month as I hit a plateau with my eating habits and working out. Therefore, my next quest is to slowly give up sugar. Yes, this will be my hardest habit but I can do it in baby steps. Third is working out.... So I need everyone to please pray for me as I really need to put a pep in my step. This has truly effected my thinking ability at work, my family time with my children and husband. I have never felt this physically tired before??? I think it is worst than pregnancy or sleep deprived feeding of newborn babies... Okay so on this thought it is 10:39 and I should be in bed. So, goodnight and keep me in your thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the link below to a very cool You tube message our church posted.  It really does speak to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42E2fAWM6rA&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fjoecarter%2Etumblr%2Ecom%2F&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42E2fAWM6rA&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fjoecarter%2Etumblr%2Ecom%2F&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-8798592514366383300?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/8798592514366383300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/8798592514366383300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/8798592514366383300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-tired.html' title='So tired.....'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-3270699089664835535</id><published>2009-03-25T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:51:16.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Sun on Aunt Amber's last day in Texas</title><content type='html'>On my Sisters and her Fiancee's last day here we went to an outdoor shopping area and park to enjoy the beautiful Texas weather with the kiddos, Aunt Sylvia and Tony and Haley. I had so much fun taking pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look-we can lay on each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrsrkEDvAI/AAAAAAAAARE/hQb2ZP70nqw/s1600-h/DSC_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317322543223520258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrsrkEDvAI/AAAAAAAAARE/hQb2ZP70nqw/s320/DSC_0897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture, Gavin looks so innocent but we all know this is not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrsrBLaHLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ATxNqX5zRr8/s1600-h/DSC_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317322533859105970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrsrBLaHLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ATxNqX5zRr8/s320/DSC_0885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't my sisters pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrsTB7rB8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/jq8YLE5Nyso/s1600-h/DSC_0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317322121744680898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrsTB7rB8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/jq8YLE5Nyso/s320/DSC_0873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow-Aunt Amber sure knows how to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrsS4v88QI/AAAAAAAAAQs/0hWnUQ-torI/s1600-h/DSC_0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317322119279603970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrsS4v88QI/AAAAAAAAAQs/0hWnUQ-torI/s320/DSC_0862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amber and Gil posing for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrsSTww72I/AAAAAAAAAQc/DIT4T32rMUc/s1600-h/DSC_0858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317322109350899554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrsSTww72I/AAAAAAAAAQc/DIT4T32rMUc/s320/DSC_0858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too cute-Tony and Haley my niece and nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrsSGCSEgI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8zC8TXt2wF8/s1600-h/DSC_0844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317322105666277890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrsSGCSEgI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8zC8TXt2wF8/s320/DSC_0844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-3270699089664835535?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/3270699089664835535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/03/fun-in-sun-on-aunt-ambers-last-day-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/3270699089664835535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/3270699089664835535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/03/fun-in-sun-on-aunt-ambers-last-day-in.html' title='Fun in the Sun on Aunt Amber&apos;s last day in Texas'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrsrkEDvAI/AAAAAAAAARE/hQb2ZP70nqw/s72-c/DSC_0897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-5077588803091671928</id><published>2009-03-25T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:37:03.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dearest Sister and Fiance had a visit</title><content type='html'>My sister and Fiance visited us for 5 days from Seattle. We had a blast but were very busy. We went to the Ft Worth Stockyards, dinner at Bob's (yummy) and of course had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pomegranate&lt;/span&gt; martini (yes, it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pomegranate&lt;/span&gt; not grapefruit... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;. only a couple of people will get this joke), a ride in the ambulance and visit to the ER for Reese, visit to Grandma's and fun in the sun. See pics below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will miss you Sis!!! Move back to Texas Soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/Scrn9AbQzNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/B85U57JfkdA/s1600-h/DSC_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317317345336675538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/Scrn9AbQzNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/B85U57JfkdA/s320/DSC_0840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister, fiancee Gil and Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/Scrny4OZ1fI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ABOyurXP6TA/s1600-h/DSC_0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317317171336566258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/Scrny4OZ1fI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ABOyurXP6TA/s320/DSC_0810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How fun! I got to travel 3 1/2 hours with Mommy, Daddy, Auntie Amber and no brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrnykBTIII/AAAAAAAAAP0/8t-M6MUN_B0/s1600-h/DSC_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317317165912891522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrnykBTIII/AAAAAAAAAP0/8t-M6MUN_B0/s320/DSC_0808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leaves are fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrnyQnOulI/AAAAAAAAAPs/vuG3UM2Uwck/s1600-h/DSC_0802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317317160703277650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrnyQnOulI/AAAAAAAAAPs/vuG3UM2Uwck/s320/DSC_0802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, I am happy even after a night of no sleep, CT scan for head injury, vomiting 3 times, hitting my head, passing out, riding in ambulance but wow life is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrnyCkK6jI/AAAAAAAAAPk/P6sz8pNQBzg/s1600-h/DSC_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317317156932348466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrnyCkK6jI/AAAAAAAAAPk/P6sz8pNQBzg/s320/DSC_0795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; East Texas Dogwood-Is anything more beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/Scrnx0dmw-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/H1c2W-JVgvU/s1600-h/DSC_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317317153146717154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/Scrnx0dmw-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/H1c2W-JVgvU/s320/DSC_0785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my Great Mama, she sure loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrmsBIf-7I/AAAAAAAAAPU/GR4JsviEgEs/s1600-h/DSC_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317315953957010354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrmsBIf-7I/AAAAAAAAAPU/GR4JsviEgEs/s320/DSC_0779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am quite fond of my Aunt Amber. I wanted her attention way more than mommies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317319160473423634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrpmqVljxI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JNchaDl1-Lo/s320/DSC_0778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Do they look a like??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrmryzMSOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/lgioCtawDOI/s1600-h/DSC_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317315950109542626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrmryzMSOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/lgioCtawDOI/s320/DSC_0776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my Auntie, she gives me cool guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/Scrmruud7gI/AAAAAAAAAO8/8_XISxRKGxA/s1600-h/DSC_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317315949015985666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/Scrmruud7gI/AAAAAAAAAO8/8_XISxRKGxA/s320/DSC_0773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrmrUpzDJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/CPNYlYRxZdk/s1600-h/DSC_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317315942017076370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrmrUpzDJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/CPNYlYRxZdk/s320/DSC_0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being pretty is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;toooo&lt;/span&gt; painful.  Auntie Amber bought me some rollers before she left as I love to play with them and they are too cool as they stick to my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-5077588803091671928?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/5077588803091671928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-dearest-sister-and-fiance-had-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/5077588803091671928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/5077588803091671928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-dearest-sister-and-fiance-had-visit.html' title='My dearest Sister and Fiance had a visit'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/Scrn9AbQzNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/B85U57JfkdA/s72-c/DSC_0840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-2879868408324473753</id><published>2009-03-25T19:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:38:46.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leslie's Sip-n-See</title><content type='html'>One of my best friends from College came in town with her beautiful baby. We threw a sip-n-see for her and it turned out wonderful. It actually turned out to be there family reunion. Her baby is beautiful and to protect her privacy I cannot post any pics of her but she is a cutie. It actually made me sad to see them go as I realized how far they lived and I would only watch her grow from a far. I miss her dearly but was so glad to be a part of her special day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-2879868408324473753?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/2879868408324473753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/03/leslies-sip-n-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/2879868408324473753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/2879868408324473753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/03/leslies-sip-n-see.html' title='Leslie&apos;s Sip-n-See'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-6489623905347768413</id><published>2009-03-25T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:40:04.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reese's 2 year old birthday party</title><content type='html'>This year we decided to have a low key birthday party. We have been so busy every weekend that the thought of a huge production tired me out more. I of course searched for a fun birthday outfit because it is an excuse to spend the $$ on something fun and that I would not usually find but I had no luck. The day of her party we had both sets of Grandparents over and my sister and my niece and nephew. It was so much fun and I think Reese thought it was perfect. She is getting so big and turning into a little girl. She loves to dance, fix her hair, dress up, play and of course holler and wrestle with her brothers. What more could we ask for??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take notice my nephew decided to try on the b-day girls hat. Yes, I will be saving for black mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I made the cake.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrhJ38HRGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/IeQ4b4p3K8I/s1600-h/DSC_0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317309869815448674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrhJ38HRGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/IeQ4b4p3K8I/s320/DSC_0731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrhJwtZyuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Z-44IamPQWM/s1600-h/DSC_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317309867874700002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrhJwtZyuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Z-44IamPQWM/s320/DSC_0736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrhKTzWM6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/fgKgeNlBjSo/s1600-h/DSC_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317309877294871458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrhKTzWM6I/AAAAAAAAAOU/fgKgeNlBjSo/s320/DSC_0740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrhK_nHaAI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ybIO7blypbA/s1600-h/DSC_0746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317309889054730242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrhK_nHaAI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ybIO7blypbA/s320/DSC_0746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrhKpElGPI/AAAAAAAAAOc/U1lE8nGABZ4/s1600-h/DSC_0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317309883004295410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrhKpElGPI/AAAAAAAAAOc/U1lE8nGABZ4/s320/DSC_0743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrhcEt6oII/AAAAAAAAAOs/haGUsxusK-c/s1600-h/DSC_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317310182483206274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrhcEt6oII/AAAAAAAAAOs/haGUsxusK-c/s320/DSC_0750.JPG" 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/8575072998718099376-6489623905347768413?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/6489623905347768413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/03/reeses-2-year-old-birthday-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6489623905347768413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6489623905347768413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/03/reeses-2-year-old-birthday-party.html' title='Reese&apos;s 2 year old birthday party'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/ScrhJ38HRGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/IeQ4b4p3K8I/s72-c/DSC_0731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-4394762042268364602</id><published>2009-03-20T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:50:55.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, I have taken a loooonnnnggg break....</title><content type='html'>I promise I will catch up on posting pics and stories.  Stay tuned and see what is ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese's 2 year old birthday&lt;br /&gt;Randomness&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of my sister and fiancee visit&lt;br /&gt;Pics of my sweet grandma and kids&lt;br /&gt;Pics of photo shoot with Reese in Grandmas garden&lt;br /&gt;Trauma with the stool and the night in Ambulance/ER with Reese&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-4394762042268364602?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/4394762042268364602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-i-have-taken-loooonnnnggg-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/4394762042268364602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/4394762042268364602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-i-have-taken-loooonnnnggg-break.html' title='Okay, I have taken a loooonnnnggg break....'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-4988744339472817777</id><published>2009-02-23T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:07:07.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't wait to have another day off</title><content type='html'>I stayed home from work since our Nanny Sandra took the week off. It was so much fun but boy am i pooped... I started the morning trying to run. It was so windy which was fun running and then my ankle tweaked and I ran in pain. I have a run this weekend so hopefully this is only temporary. I had taken Zach to school before this so it was off to go home and take a shower and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;relieve&lt;/span&gt; Mike so he could go to work. Gavin, Reese and I all got ready and headed to do our chores. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Calloways&lt;/span&gt; to pick out bulbs that could still grow being planted this late and flowers. We chose native bulbs in white and yellow that multiply. They look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;similar&lt;/span&gt; to paper whites. We then chose yellow pansies. Reese and Gavin had a blast pulling the carts and running. Then we are off to Target where I only looked at groceries. This is a first as per my budget I am only allocated $150 a week and the other side of Target which I love is not in this budget. Oh, how I will miss the other side... I was shocked when I realized at the checkout that it was already noon. We drove home and had lunch with Daddy. What a treat! Reese was off to nap and then G and I planted. It was so wonderful to spend alone time with G and he loved being with only mommy. He was a great helper except he liked the hose a little more than planting and I lost him on the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; planting around the tree. It look beautiful and say a prayer that our bulbs grow. I will keep you updated and hopefully pics will come soon. It was time to pick up Zach and we then headed for an after school treat of ice cream and cookies. After this we came home where I did a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pilate's&lt;/span&gt; tape with G (he likes to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pilate's&lt;/span&gt;). Yes, my core is not strong and I need to do this tape twice a day. After this Mike and Zach went to baseball. Reese, G and I played in the backyard, ate dinner, bathed in a red bubbly bath, had pop corn, read books and off to bed. Wow-see why I am exhausted. I get more rest at work. I have off on Friday again so then i can finish the rest of my 100 items to do list not completed today. I need to hire someone for a month to do all our projects, upkeep in our house. I am sad to go back to work as I know I will miss the kiddos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. It is days like this I realize how much they are growing and how much I miss every day. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SaNjNHUaPyI/AAAAAAAAANc/wohn6uaeSbw/s1600-h/DSC_0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306193862926679842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SaNjNHUaPyI/AAAAAAAAANc/wohn6uaeSbw/s320/DSC_0684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at my Diego Gardening gloves.  I am not going to take them off all day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SaNjNTzcIXI/AAAAAAAAANk/xLdV-RXHfJI/s1600-h/DSC_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306193866278052210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SaNjNTzcIXI/AAAAAAAAANk/xLdV-RXHfJI/s320/DSC_0696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at me Mom, I am swinging on my tummy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SaNjNlH2J6I/AAAAAAAAANs/rSQ-M-iHlJA/s1600-h/DSC_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306193870927046562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SaNjNlH2J6I/AAAAAAAAANs/rSQ-M-iHlJA/s320/DSC_0707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SaNjNymmeOI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3GUXJEbDypo/s1600-h/DSC_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow-Party Time in the bath tub!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SaNjNxad3fI/AAAAAAAAAN0/OhLL0AmiAG4/s1600-h/DSC_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306193874226372082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SaNjNxad3fI/AAAAAAAAAN0/OhLL0AmiAG4/s320/DSC_0671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing around with my camera in the dark-Subject a tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SaNjNymmeOI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3GUXJEbDypo/s1600-h/DSC_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306193874545703138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SaNjNymmeOI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3GUXJEbDypo/s320/DSC_0672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-4988744339472817777?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/4988744339472817777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/cant-wait-to-have-another-day-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/4988744339472817777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/4988744339472817777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/cant-wait-to-have-another-day-off.html' title='Can&apos;t wait to have another day off'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SaNjNHUaPyI/AAAAAAAAANc/wohn6uaeSbw/s72-c/DSC_0684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-4200446639351832326</id><published>2009-02-21T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:06:21.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick little boy</title><content type='html'>Well, I missed my nine day post until Reese's birthday. On Friday, I came home a little early so Mike and I could take the kiddos to the Park. We had so much fun. I love to go and watch them run, swing and laugh. The wind started to get the best of us and we decided to go and have some food and then came home and went to bed. Today we went to our last day of Financial Peace University and it was such a wonderful ending. It was all about giving and the title was The Misunderstanding, which of course was all about giving. It is so true and I will post more about it when I have more time. Mike and I will miss our 4 hour of one on one time. This has been wonderful for our marriage. As I have said before Mike and I have a marriage like no other except for this one area of Finance but I think now we have an understanding and something to work towards together. I will miss holding hands at the table and looking at each other when something they say is exactly describing us. I know this class was Gods way of letting Mike and I know that it is time to slow down and make sure we are investing in our personal finances, lives and family first.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was Papa's birthday party and we had a blast except our poor little Zach was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;complaining&lt;/span&gt; of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;headache&lt;/span&gt;, so I put him to bed in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Memaws&lt;/span&gt; room. An hour later I am heading to the store for aspirin and when I return he was sound asleep. My poor little boy gets these headaches &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt; and they knock him out. Then we wake him up to go home and on the ride home he keeps getting sick in our car. I hate when my kiddos are sick. He is now sound asleep in our chair in our bedroom. This has been a great investment for the kids. The chair has an ottoman and is great for their bed. Mom, I know you are cringing as this is the nice chair you gave us but we definitely use it. I took some great pics this weekend but I am to tired to upload so you will have to wait until &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. Goodnight....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-4200446639351832326?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/4200446639351832326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-little-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/4200446639351832326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/4200446639351832326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-little-boy.html' title='Sick little boy'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-855026237599861488</id><published>2009-02-19T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:46:25.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Sassy with style</title><content type='html'>10 Days until our baby turns 2&lt;br /&gt;Reese amazes me how she will wrestle with the best of the boys but does it with style. She is not a prissy girl but loves her jewels,clothes and accessories. She will layer her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;necklaces&lt;/span&gt;, grab her little coach purse (hammy down from mommy) and put on her tutu and go running and jumping with her bros. This weekend I went and bought her clothes and when I got home she grabbed them and ran to her room She would not let anyone touch her new digs. Are we in trouble....She also does all this with a sassy behavior. She walks in a room and knows she has everyone wrapped around her fingers. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, how long until that ends....This is just another reason we love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-855026237599861488?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/855026237599861488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/miss-sassy-with-style.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/855026237599861488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/855026237599861488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/miss-sassy-with-style.html' title='Miss Sassy with style'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-6749552655877928844</id><published>2009-02-18T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:50:23.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Days until my baby girl is 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SZzQlf07lzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/xTTKlQz038E/s1600-h/Nikkon+D40+277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304343803752847154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SZzQlf07lzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/xTTKlQz038E/s320/Nikkon+D40+277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyday I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; post a picture and let you know what I love most about you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. You are our sunshine. You came in this world with a smile on your face. You overcame everything thrown at you early in your life with a smile, a giggle and a kiss. When you woke up from 7 hours of surgery, you had a smile. When we come home you run to us giggling and brighten our day. You wake up and I walk in you say "Where's Dada" or "Where's mama" and smile and give us a kiss. You love to run and give brothers kisses with a smile. You light up our lives and our house. We look at you and know we are blessed and life does not get any better than this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-6749552655877928844?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/6749552655877928844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/11-days-until-my-baby-girl-is-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6749552655877928844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6749552655877928844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/11-days-until-my-baby-girl-is-2.html' title='11 Days until my baby girl is 2'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SZzQlf07lzI/AAAAAAAAAMk/xTTKlQz038E/s72-c/Nikkon+D40+277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-6155556118180419431</id><published>2009-02-17T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:57:03.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a look</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I found this site on Etsy and she does wonderful photography. I am thinking a series of 9 pitures framed over my bed would be beautiful. I will start posting before and after pictures. See below for her link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18229900&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SZzKae6lmrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/f41BPUW3nWg/s1600-h/il_430xN.49102094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304337017459808946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SZzKae6lmrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/f41BPUW3nWg/s320/il_430xN.49102094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-6155556118180419431?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/6155556118180419431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/take-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6155556118180419431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6155556118180419431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/take-look.html' title='Take a look'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SZzKae6lmrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/f41BPUW3nWg/s72-c/il_430xN.49102094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-5702547963829608996</id><published>2009-02-17T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:56:00.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Weekend...</title><content type='html'>It was the first Saturday we could wake up and stay in our jammies and cook breakfast in 4 weeks. We have been going to the Dave Ramsey Financial Peace class and it skipped this weekend. Wow, what a treat. I forget how much I miss making homemade waffles with the kiddos and how much they enjoy it as well. After breakfast we turned up the music and started cleaning. Papa came over and helped Mike fix a couple of items in the house (2 years of house settling leaves lots of caulking and hairline cracks). Zach and Reese love to turn up the Digital tv Kids radio tunes and dance and mommy does not let her kiddos down and joins in. However, I am sure Mike gets a great laugh as I may not be the most coordinated but I sure have fun. That night we got to go on a adults only Date. In the Wofford fashion we were driving to go to dinner and realized I left Mikes card in the front console of my car...Hmmmm we had $50 cash and this does not go far where we were going. You can probably imagine my hubby's comments, but as usual he chalked it up to his goofy wife and we snacked. We then headed to my moms art gallery and had a blast. My mom did a wonderful job and I am so proud of her. I posted her picture below.  After the exhibit my Dad was hungry and we headed to Capitol Grill...ummm...we finally get dinner and free on top of that. Sometimes forgetting things comes in handy. Thanks Mom and Dad for a great night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SZzKFIgjgTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PFlmvr5_5QY/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304336650667786546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SZzKFIgjgTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PFlmvr5_5QY/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, Gavin was sick so we played hooky from Church. It felt so weird as we have not missed Church in a long time and I love to go. We just vegged all day and as you can see I took no pics. I promise to take some this week and post. I now need to go and workout as my hubby has asked me every two minutes when am I going running? Yes, I have the Cow Town run next week and have not prepared for it but in Dusti fashion I work so much better under stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-5702547963829608996?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/5702547963829608996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/5702547963829608996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/5702547963829608996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-weekend.html' title='Our Weekend...'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SZzKFIgjgTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PFlmvr5_5QY/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-7572415647729718041</id><published>2009-02-12T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:35:08.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4e7a55334d5449334d673d3d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play Valentines Card" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4e7a55334d5449334d673d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=msn&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-7572415647729718041?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/7572415647729718041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/7572415647729718041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/7572415647729718041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-3716523033593326124</id><published>2009-02-08T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:57:40.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Mom-We are so proud of you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SZD7IBcRM0I/AAAAAAAAALk/gYQ-Fgt8XZc/s1600-h/l_6f46501cd6ab4ae0a7515c9a4ae8435f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301012876659602242" style="WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SZD7IBcRM0I/AAAAAAAAALk/gYQ-Fgt8XZc/s320/l_6f46501cd6ab4ae0a7515c9a4ae8435f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to share my excitement for my mom. She has been working over the last couple of years painting. I actually posted some of her earlier works that she gave me. Anyways she is actually having one of her paintings in a gallery exhibit. See below: Mom-We love you and I cannot wait to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-MSR1TZPI/AAAAAAAAAJk/dETQ9PT-rag/s1600-h/LS.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-3716523033593326124?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/3716523033593326124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/congratulations-mom-we-are-so-proud-of.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/3716523033593326124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/3716523033593326124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/congratulations-mom-we-are-so-proud-of.html' title='Congratulations Mom-We are so proud of you!'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SZD7IBcRM0I/AAAAAAAAALk/gYQ-Fgt8XZc/s72-c/l_6f46501cd6ab4ae0a7515c9a4ae8435f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-9041851396316395906</id><published>2009-02-08T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:30:48.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend of Fun!</title><content type='html'>We started the weekend with Mike and I having a date night on Friday. This was so nice. I took off work at 4:30 and went and had a pedicure. After it was over Mike and I met at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Patrizio's&lt;/span&gt; on the patio and it was so wonderful. Sometimes we forget how nice it is to talk with out three kids interrupting. After dinner we walked around and I bought a couple of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; cute shirts at Banana Republic. Then we headed to the bookstore where we love to get a cup of coffee ( i love this) and we will read magazines in overstuffed chair. We were home by 9:30 and in bed by 11:00. Yes, we are getting old and I knew we had to be up early for my sweet good friends daughters birthday. Happy Birthday Kaitlyn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-Tvi3WZaI/AAAAAAAAAJs/QCcUMpDV508/s1600-h/n1387506856_30280689_9173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300617731460457890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-Tvi3WZaI/AAAAAAAAAJs/QCcUMpDV508/s320/n1387506856_30280689_9173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately I forgot my camera and have no pics but one i stole from her. I can tell you it was a blast. She had donut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;holes&lt;/span&gt;, sausage rolls and donuts. Who could refuse this spread. She also had someone make each of the kids their own pillow with their names on it and the kids stuffed them. They all had so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we went to church and hung out afterwards to talk with some of our friends and the kids ran around like animals. I know everyone looks at us and wanders how we could allow our children to run but sometimes it is hopeless and they need to have fun. It is harmless. After church we went to eat and walk around the park to enjoy this Southern warm weather. We had so much fun taking pictures. I think we are getting a little better, however, I am still having trouble getting all 3 of them in pics. Oh, well I will keep practicing. I found a website with beautiful photography. I hope I can capture moments like this one day. &lt;a href="http://threelittlebirds.squarespace.com/"&gt;http://threelittlebirds.squarespace.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY9CSoxX41I/AAAAAAAAAJU/rCU1Fywdlkw/s1600-h/CSC_0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300528174387946322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY9CSoxX41I/AAAAAAAAAJU/rCU1Fywdlkw/s320/CSC_0508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY9CSPt5tUI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hmgcpmVZovw/s1600-h/DSC_0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bxohsUbI/AAAAAAAAALU/-DcVpKnwTcw/s1600-h/DSC_0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300626563432993202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bxohsUbI/AAAAAAAAALU/-DcVpKnwTcw/s320/DSC_0616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bxM1BynI/AAAAAAAAALE/miIRfqi7cnQ/s1600-h/DSC_0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300626555997899378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bxM1BynI/AAAAAAAAALE/miIRfqi7cnQ/s320/DSC_0601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bxWdPqnI/AAAAAAAAALM/2-isaLwW2KE/s1600-h/DSC_0613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300626558582499954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bxWdPqnI/AAAAAAAAALM/2-isaLwW2KE/s320/DSC_0613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bS63k22I/AAAAAAAAAK0/jejKtaEiYUc/s1600-h/DSC_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300626035780672354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bS63k22I/AAAAAAAAAK0/jejKtaEiYUc/s320/DSC_0582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bSogXp7I/AAAAAAAAAKs/tVHcZCJzbaU/s1600-h/DSC_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bSpi0vFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/SLCgzCFdH4U/s1600-h/DSC_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300626031130229842" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bSpi0vFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/SLCgzCFdH4U/s320/DSC_0579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bSWEP-eI/AAAAAAAAAKc/rX6BMuEJqvc/s1600-h/DSC_0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300626025901717986" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bSWEP-eI/AAAAAAAAAKc/rX6BMuEJqvc/s320/DSC_0577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-aqHluc8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/XV3xsogIJSw/s1600-h/DSC_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300625334820828098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-aqHluc8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/XV3xsogIJSw/s320/DSC_0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-aqP8ZBcI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9o5wNbg24Go/s1600-h/DSC_0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300625337063376322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-aqP8ZBcI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9o5wNbg24Go/s320/DSC_0546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-atLP_dNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2OR0KjRo6PM/s1600-h/DSC_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300625387343017170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-atLP_dNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/2OR0KjRo6PM/s320/DSC_0560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-atdwuKKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/IQH2hyIVyuQ/s1600-h/DSC_0570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300625392312133794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-atdwuKKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/IQH2hyIVyuQ/s320/DSC_0570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-apxTPjhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nu6uAPXg88A/s1600-h/DSC_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300625328837725714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-apxTPjhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/nu6uAPXg88A/s320/DSC_0544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bSwG_bZI/AAAAAAAAAK8/FLyAa5WOeWM/s1600-h/DSC_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300626032892538258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bSwG_bZI/AAAAAAAAAK8/FLyAa5WOeWM/s320/DSC_0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad tuckered me out today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bxlPg68I/AAAAAAAAALc/PUUhLNe5ywA/s1600-h/DSC_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300626562551442370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-bxlPg68I/AAAAAAAAALc/PUUhLNe5ywA/s320/DSC_0624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY9CSUI6vtI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ojf8oefRI1Y/s1600-h/DSC_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300528168849555154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY9CSUI6vtI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ojf8oefRI1Y/s320/DSC_0511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY9CS9gtB5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/uPCoVvyGk88/s1600-h/DSC_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300528179955173266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY9CS9gtB5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/uPCoVvyGk88/s320/DSC_0537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-9041851396316395906?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/9041851396316395906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekend-of-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/9041851396316395906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/9041851396316395906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekend-of-fun.html' title='Weekend of Fun!'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SY-Tvi3WZaI/AAAAAAAAAJs/QCcUMpDV508/s72-c/n1387506856_30280689_9173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-1928591350810825522</id><published>2009-02-05T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T19:28:16.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids are so funny</title><content type='html'>Tonight I got home and the boys had all my couch pillows around the whole living room, in only their underwear, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tupperware&lt;/span&gt; and play food everywhere. "Mommy-what would you like to eat"? As I watched my two boys cooking and flipping their spatulas in the air, I realized how lucky I am. I have 3 beautiful, happy and healthy kids. Today was a hard day at work and some days the simplest things bring me back to reality of what is important. In a world where all we see is people losing their jobs, stress for companies to be profitable I feel we forget what really matters. On Wednesday, evening Mike had a business dinner and was out later than normal. I was on my own. I have a new found appreciation for women whose husbands travel or single parents. After a long day of work we ate dinner, bathed, read stories, took medicine, and I put all 3 to bed. After 5 trips to put Gavin back to bed I had enough and begun to threaten anything imaginable. I thought it worked but he must of tip toed out of bed and snuck into his brothers room. However, I let him sleep as I knew it would not matter if I moved him as he would be back. Kids...I could not imagine life without them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun in the bath-We have taken over moms bath.  We have 2 bathrooms upstairs but love mommy and daddy's bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYuttKhcsYI/AAAAAAAAAIs/cX6hNJbIF08/s1600-h/DSC_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299520377961886082" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYuttKhcsYI/AAAAAAAAAIs/cX6hNJbIF08/s200/DSC_0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYuts0qb60I/AAAAAAAAAIk/DuEdzhnj-hk/s1600-h/DSC_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299520372094004034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYuts0qb60I/AAAAAAAAAIk/DuEdzhnj-hk/s200/DSC_0478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never sit down in the bath.  What fun would that be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYutsnYa1kI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zU3LJhLHa9Y/s1600-h/DSC_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299520368528774722" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYutsnYa1kI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zU3LJhLHa9Y/s200/DSC_0477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-1928591350810825522?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/1928591350810825522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/kids-are-so-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/1928591350810825522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/1928591350810825522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/kids-are-so-funny.html' title='Kids are so funny'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYuttKhcsYI/AAAAAAAAAIs/cX6hNJbIF08/s72-c/DSC_0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-7013931922136153966</id><published>2009-02-02T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T19:20:24.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness...</title><content type='html'>Tonight when I got home I was surprised to see a "mess". My husband does such a wonderful job watching the kids, so I hate to complain......but it was a mess. Therefore, i decided to turn a new leaf and not say anything. Can you believe it? I tried to sit down with them but ended up being the waitress. Mom, I need nachos, um pop sickle, um a drink and don't forget us says the little girl and other boy. After eating the whole pantry the kiddos allowed me to play around with the camera. I am trying desperately to take pictures daily. I swear I will get that prize winner if I at least take 500 photos a week, maybe. However, i do need to wait until Reese has no boo-boos on her face. Enjoy the random pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe1Wa94kXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/pxbFKRXFVu8/s1600-h/DSC_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298402883425309042" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe1Wa94kXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/pxbFKRXFVu8/s200/DSC_0461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe1Vc4E_hI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PWLIgCVhA28/s1600-h/DSC_0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298402866757959186" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe1Vc4E_hI/AAAAAAAAAHc/PWLIgCVhA28/s200/DSC_0452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe1VohSVlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Z-vT89tWoRU/s1600-h/DSC_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298402869883590226" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe1VohSVlI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Z-vT89tWoRU/s200/DSC_0457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe1WFyiAtI/AAAAAAAAAHs/wVDrL6qcmO0/s1600-h/DSC_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298402877740548818" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe1WFyiAtI/AAAAAAAAAHs/wVDrL6qcmO0/s200/DSC_0459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe1WZs8DtI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0iPC_oX1Q1M/s1600-h/DSC_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298402883085799122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe1WZs8DtI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0iPC_oX1Q1M/s200/DSC_0464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe3TVvkSwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nLD8qATET7E/s1600-h/DSC_0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298405029506730754" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe3TVvkSwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nLD8qATET7E/s200/DSC_0473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe3Snv_7tI/AAAAAAAAAIE/3S6wWjedbxM/s1600-h/DSC_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298405017160511186" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe3Snv_7tI/AAAAAAAAAIE/3S6wWjedbxM/s200/DSC_0467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe3S3_-YPI/AAAAAAAAAIM/pTgQswzd8R0/s1600-h/DSC_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298405021522485490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe3S3_-YPI/AAAAAAAAAIM/pTgQswzd8R0/s200/DSC_0468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-7013931922136153966?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/7013931922136153966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/randomness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/7013931922136153966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/7013931922136153966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/randomness.html' title='Randomness...'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYe1Wa94kXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/pxbFKRXFVu8/s72-c/DSC_0461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-6097930103088116936</id><published>2009-02-01T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:07:56.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhh-he won't notice once he is asleep</title><content type='html'>Gavin has gotten in a bad habit of getting out of bed at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; 12:00am or 3:00am and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sneaking&lt;/span&gt; into our bed. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;talk&lt;/span&gt; to him every night about staying in his bed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Anyhow&lt;/span&gt; it worked so we thought? We have not seen him in our bed for days until I decided to check on the boys Friday night. Mike and I were up late and what did we find.....I guess he is smarter than us and found someone who does not complain? &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYZjJxnbgfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/jBIxYQBj-OU/s1600-h/DSC_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298031031236657650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYZjJxnbgfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/jBIxYQBj-OU/s320/DSC_0443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYZjKE9oEBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QIU4T8E2HrE/s1600-h/DSC_0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298031036430028818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYZjKE9oEBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QIU4T8E2HrE/s320/DSC_0444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYZjKYyk9bI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PNzlX_ob8X0/s1600-h/DSC_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298031041752397234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYZjKYyk9bI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PNzlX_ob8X0/s320/DSC_0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-6097930103088116936?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/6097930103088116936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/shhh-he-wont-notice-once-he-is-asleep.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6097930103088116936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6097930103088116936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/shhh-he-wont-notice-once-he-is-asleep.html' title='Shhh-he won&apos;t notice once he is asleep'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYZjJxnbgfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/jBIxYQBj-OU/s72-c/DSC_0443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-3090285242246625182</id><published>2009-02-01T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:57:06.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh oh, she got a boo-boo, from who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a weekend. On Saturday, we headed to our Financial Peace class which was great. I cannot tell you how much I have enjoyed spending the 4 hours with my husband working on our future/retirement. I feel we are becoming more in sync in this area. Anyways the church has 4 ladies that watch the kids while we are in this class. When I went to pick up the kids, I see Gavin and then Zach and uh oh....Who could it be.... Reese! If you can imagine she had a huge red knot on her forehead and her tip of her nose down to the top of her mouth was bright red and scratched. Immediately the ladies explain with a little hesitation that she was climbing on the baby stuffed blocks and the boys (Gavin &amp;amp; Zach) decided to jump on. Sending her in the air and falling, skidding across the carpet. However, the amazing thing is she did not cry. The boys who had injured her ran to her side and told her not to cry because "they would take care of her". Okay, how cute is that. I could not get mad since they atleast ran to her side. I did explain to the sweet ladies this was not unusual and I guess my poor little girl has gotten use to the bumps, bruises and black eyes. However, there is one thing that will make my little girl cry.....Do not get her clothes messy. I have been bargain shopping and finding the cuitest boutique trendy clothes and Reese loves them. Today Gavin pushed her down the slide and at the end to her surprise was muddy water. She ran inside crying...Can you beleive it? I uploaded her pretty face one day later after the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYZghIDpB2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/ejud1EuyzhE/s1600-h/DSC_0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298028133862672226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYZghIDpB2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/ejud1EuyzhE/s320/DSC_0449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYZgHqcMAoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jRAvDtN_5Ac/s1600-h/DSC_0447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298027696415834754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYZgHqcMAoI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jRAvDtN_5Ac/s320/DSC_0447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYZgh3672WI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NlEAb96qfkI/s1600-h/DSC_0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298028146711058786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYZgh3672WI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NlEAb96qfkI/s320/DSC_0451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-3090285242246625182?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/3090285242246625182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/uh-oh-she-got-boo-boo-from-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/3090285242246625182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/3090285242246625182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/02/uh-oh-she-got-boo-boo-from-who.html' title='Uh oh, she got a boo-boo, from who?'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYZghIDpB2I/AAAAAAAAAG0/ejud1EuyzhE/s72-c/DSC_0449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-7141957129933945507</id><published>2009-01-31T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:50:07.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little girl....Is turning 2 soon</title><content type='html'>How can it be..I remember just yesterday holding my little girl in my arms and now her limbs dangle all over as I hold her. She has gotten so big and even though I lover her personality and all the little things she does as she gets older, I miss my little baby. I am having an issue about her birthday. I can't decide if I want to give her a big party or a simple family party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Reese has her 1 year checkup with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Neurosurgeon&lt;/span&gt; and Urologist in February. I have not really thought about it much but please say a prayer. I know she is okay but I have this little nagging voice occasionally saying "what if". I know I need to pray and have faith in God. He has always been there for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy love you Reese and cannot wait for you to be 2!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-7141957129933945507?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/7141957129933945507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-little-girlis-turning-2-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/7141957129933945507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/7141957129933945507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-little-girlis-turning-2-soon.html' title='My little girl....Is turning 2 soon'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-4851816154171312104</id><published>2009-01-28T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T19:37:04.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Days of Fun at home...</title><content type='html'>My sister told me tonight that I have not posted pics of the kids lately. I have only posted about decorating. We have had quite a roller coaster of weather here and the kids have been off from school for 2 days. I too have been working from home as well and I could get used to it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why I love working from home?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having little children run to the french doors and stare at me giving kisses as I am on the phone with a client.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hearing the squels of laughter and yes crying as I am on the phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharing a office with my beloved husband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No commuting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking to the kitchen for lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being home at a reasonable hour to make dinner or husband to make dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why my husband does not like me to work at home?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has to share his desk with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sit in his way to get around in our large office&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trips on all my stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says he loves seeing me though...hmmmm is this just a plea to say go back to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways I have not been able to take many pictures due to my kiddos being sick. Tonight I decided to capture Zach in his new winter hat. I bought it at Target for $1.50 and thought he would never wear it but I could not resist. Gavin attempted to take pictures but he is not feeling well and Reese, lets just get real, not everyone wants to see a sweet adorable girl with green gunk on her nose. We will save that one for only Mommy and Daddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYEiNbr9SVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ShxeAl69iq0/s1600-h/DSC_0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296552250930186578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYEiNbr9SVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ShxeAl69iq0/s320/DSC_0434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYEiCV-FlDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UxAzNgnjMKk/s1600-h/DSC_0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296552060417053746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYEiCV-FlDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UxAzNgnjMKk/s320/DSC_0436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYEiFLFn6dI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dTc9n1lsgGQ/s1600-h/DSC_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296552109035481554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYEiFLFn6dI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dTc9n1lsgGQ/s320/DSC_0435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYEiEqwlkHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/XnOmsq3mjoo/s1600-h/DSC_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296552100357312626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYEiEqwlkHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/XnOmsq3mjoo/s320/DSC_0440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-4851816154171312104?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/4851816154171312104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-days-of-fun-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/4851816154171312104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/4851816154171312104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-days-of-fun-at-home.html' title='2 Days of Fun at home...'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SYEiNbr9SVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ShxeAl69iq0/s72-c/DSC_0434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-488273497447641287</id><published>2009-01-26T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:17:26.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Could it be more decorating tips...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have been reading this blog and love it. She gives decorating tips on a bargain. As you probably noticed I have decorating itis but on a budget. I have always had a passion for decorating but in the past 5 years I have become so busy with work, kids and life. I can feel my excitement just thinking of my projects. I will start before and after pictures. I am definitely feeling a trip to Canton or some other small town is in need to find some hidden treasure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://urbangraceinteriorsinc.com/"&gt;http://urbangraceinteriorsinc.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't this bathroom yummy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SX6Kws0gOPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4AM0SDdWc5o/s1600-h/6a00e54ef51a888833010536ca3abb970b-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295822781104011506" style="WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SX6Kws0gOPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4AM0SDdWc5o/s320/6a00e54ef51a888833010536ca3abb970b-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: inline" onclick="window.open( this.href, '_blank', 'width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0' ); return false" href="http://urbangraceinteriors.typepad.com/.a/6a00e54ef51a888833010536ca3abb970b-popup"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-488273497447641287?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/488273497447641287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/could-it-be-more-decorating-tips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/488273497447641287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/488273497447641287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/could-it-be-more-decorating-tips.html' title='Could it be more decorating tips...'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SX6Kws0gOPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4AM0SDdWc5o/s72-c/6a00e54ef51a888833010536ca3abb970b-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-8938658326411100423</id><published>2009-01-25T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:32:02.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long weekend...</title><content type='html'>Lately I feel like our life is a whirl wind. We left this morning for church and we were in the car for 2 minutes and Gavin said "Mommy, how long is it?" Okay-that tells me we have been in the car too much this weekend. Mike and I are enjoying our financial peace class so much but it causing a little kink in our normal weekend routine. Today we went to church and then went by my sisters house to enjoy some family time with her and my parents. It was great and I definitely need to add to my list, do more with fam. So here is my to do list..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to Run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to eat healthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy my husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy my kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my family more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue our journey of debt free (No car payments, No student loans and no mortgage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorate my house more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organize my closets, laundry room etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I have quite a list. I am going to have to start managing my time better. Sorry, I have no pictures but I took my camera this weekend to the birthday party and realized I left the battery at home charging. Hmmm, maybe I should add to the list..find my brain... Ever since I had Reese, I have been so forgetful. I am not sure if this is a 3rd child or just me. Also, my husband has been slaving to make a chicken/sausage gumbo made by Emiril Organic. Yes, he just got done 3 1/2 hours later and it is delicious. I will have a yummy lunch tommorrow. He has become my personal chef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is late and I am probably rambling. See the cute pic of the boys when they were younger. How they grow and still take baths together. However, I thank after tonight Gavin will be taking a shower. Zach thought it would be funny to pee on his head....Boys-that is all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SX1KNhLMr_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/wdheQv3Wmtk/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295470332961665010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SX1KNhLMr_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/wdheQv3Wmtk/s320/DSC00167.JPG" 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/8575072998718099376-8938658326411100423?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/8938658326411100423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-weekendenjoy-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/8938658326411100423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/8938658326411100423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-weekendenjoy-my.html' title='Long weekend...'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SX1KNhLMr_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/wdheQv3Wmtk/s72-c/DSC00167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-2870191792026858186</id><published>2009-01-24T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:20:53.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise..Post and Pic coming soon!</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I have been extremely swamped with work, our Financial Peace Class and tonight we went to my nephews birthday party. Wow, how he has grown up.  I have been also spending extra time planning my next project for the house decorating.  I have lots of thoughts thanks to all the blogs I have been stalking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://reeseandmarie.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://reeseandmarie.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://inspiredkara.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://inspiredkara.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shabbynest.blogspot.com/2009/01/hooked-on-friday.html"&gt;http://shabbynest.blogspot.com/2009/01/hooked-on-friday.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-2870191792026858186?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/2870191792026858186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/promisepost-and-pic-coming-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/2870191792026858186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/2870191792026858186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/promisepost-and-pic-coming-soon.html' title='Promise..Post and Pic coming soon!'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-3728138122980161946</id><published>2009-01-21T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:01:58.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>I understand life is busy but it seems it hits all at once. Zach has a project due which is not a hard one but of course we procrastinated and are rushing to complete. Work is crazy and there is not enough time in the day. Working out, hmm another topic. Eating is going well. I am so busy I have brought a salad every day and actually ate in and had my snacks. I am sticking to 1200 calories if I am not working out. My typical day is protein shake or oatmeal in the morning; mid-morning snack of cheddar cheese stick; lunch is spinach lettuce, grilled chicken or tuna, almond slivers or a little shredded cheese, light rasberry dressing or balsamic vinegar. I would also have an apple. Afternoon snack is yogurt. Dinner is different but tonight was spaghetti squash with 2 oz chicken and a little spaghetti sauce. Oops, most important item to my day is my cup of java in the morning and now. I will keep you updated on my progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to working out. My plan is to run a marathon one day so I am going to start training for a 1/2 marathon. I found a pretty good plan on a runners website. Keep me in your prayers I will need it on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am probably rambling tonight but It is just funny how life passes you by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/article/0,7120,s6-238-244-255-12021-0,00.html"&gt;http://www.runnersworld.com/article/0,7120,s6-238-244-255-12021-0,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-3728138122980161946?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/3728138122980161946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/3728138122980161946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/3728138122980161946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-6030775752463479549</id><published>2009-01-20T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:32:56.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful picture I want....hummmm Mike are you reading?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaXYoA3NnI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sDrxVpHQocQ/s1600-h/summer_tanagers_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293584861334287986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaXYoA3NnI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sDrxVpHQocQ/s320/summer_tanagers_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this artist and I love it. I think I have a love for birds because every time I see a picture with them in it, I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-6030775752463479549?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/6030775752463479549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/beautiful-picture-i-wanthummmm-mike-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6030775752463479549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6030775752463479549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/beautiful-picture-i-wanthummmm-mike-are.html' title='Beautiful picture I want....hummmm Mike are you reading?'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaXYoA3NnI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sDrxVpHQocQ/s72-c/summer_tanagers_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-3383359451929786544</id><published>2009-01-20T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:30:56.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Wall in progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaW5bnsOHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oUg31HpeUQM/s1600-h/DSC_0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293584325431539826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaW5bnsOHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oUg31HpeUQM/s320/DSC_0411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See our family wall in progress. I have plans for an update. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-3383359451929786544?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/3383359451929786544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/family-wall-in-progress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/3383359451929786544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/3383359451929786544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/family-wall-in-progress.html' title='Family Wall in progress'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaW5bnsOHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/oUg31HpeUQM/s72-c/DSC_0411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-5482993564121147562</id><published>2009-01-20T19:26:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:29:29.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture painted by Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaWgmCvvEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LiFVkX2_dEg/s1600-h/DSC_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293583898732641346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaWgmCvvEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LiFVkX2_dEg/s320/DSC_0409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaWWcJKx8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/NVTa4L5W3WI/s1600-h/DSC_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom painted me this picture and we hung it in our study. I love it, especially since I know it will be in our family and passed down to generations. My grandmother also paints and I have two of her pictures I will post that I framed and I have positioned on my study bookshelves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-5482993564121147562?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/5482993564121147562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/picture-painted-by-mom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/5482993564121147562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/5482993564121147562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/picture-painted-by-mom.html' title='Picture painted by Mom'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaWgmCvvEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LiFVkX2_dEg/s72-c/DSC_0409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-3265299098797018172</id><published>2009-01-20T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:56:06.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Home Decor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaOvjai0aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/sNJ_jh1alRM/s1600-h/DSC_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293575359632167330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaOvjai0aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/sNJ_jh1alRM/s320/DSC_0322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaOvVXI_LI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gPV7t9n82Sc/s1600-h/DSC_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293575355859795122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaOvVXI_LI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gPV7t9n82Sc/s320/DSC_0321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally hung the pictures Mike got me in December. I found an Artist on Etsy and fell in love with these pictures. Her website is JMJ Studio &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5126573"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5126573&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-3265299098797018172?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/3265299098797018172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-on-home-decor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/3265299098797018172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/3265299098797018172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-on-home-decor.html' title='Update on Home Decor'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaOvjai0aI/AAAAAAAAAFU/sNJ_jh1alRM/s72-c/DSC_0322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-2125970633416319880</id><published>2009-01-20T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:48:30.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera Classes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaM7z0-faI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jA-2d2DBtPs/s1600-h/pic_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293573371173174690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaM7z0-faI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jA-2d2DBtPs/s320/pic_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so excited, Mike brought me home a listing of all the camera class offerings. When he bought my new Nikon camera, he received 18 free 2 hour classes. I can't wait because I have been winging it on my camera but I definitely have been trying out different settings and can see how important light is for a good picture. Hopefully this will improve my picture taking ability. I will keep you posted on what I learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-2125970633416319880?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/2125970633416319880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/camera-classes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/2125970633416319880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/2125970633416319880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/camera-classes.html' title='Camera Classes'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaM7z0-faI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jA-2d2DBtPs/s72-c/pic_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-2458366669282202664</id><published>2009-01-20T18:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:40:18.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Playday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaKdwhrhkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-rBH1OQ7IrU/s1600-h/DSC_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293570655867602498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaKdwhrhkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-rBH1OQ7IrU/s320/DSC_0406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaKdfeHrfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tm7w1BaR-wE/s1600-h/DSC_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293570651289267698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaKdfeHrfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Tm7w1BaR-wE/s320/DSC_0396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaKdPwoXUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zjIKpTS3P30/s1600-h/DSC_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293570647071939906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaKdPwoXUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zjIKpTS3P30/s320/DSC_0394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Monday, Zach had off from school and I did not have to work and this equals fun!!! I started the day having breakfast with my loving husband, which I had to cut short to run and get pampered with a pedicure. Wow, we should start every morning like this. Zach, Gavin and I had a lunch date with Granny, which we were so excited. Granny did not realize she was going to be the Granny-bank. The restaurant she picked had games... shooting games... golf.. the boys were in heaven. At one point all Grannies quarters had been exhausted and Zach said "Granny, the game takes credit cards, you just put it here". Guess what she fell for it and went over and inserted her card. Is this my mom? When I was a kid, this would of never worked. I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that is&lt;/span&gt; why it is so fun to be Grandparent. After lunch, we walked around and the Zach is already saying "we have to go into another girl store". Where do they teach this? This must be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; requirement. Boys do not shop with their mommies. After leaving Granny we then met Daddy at the moves and saw the The Dog Hotel. The movie was very cute but once again Gavin asked me 100 times is the movie over every time he heard music. The boy cannot sit still for his life. We then drove home to enjoy the rest of our day with Reese. We had so much fun and I can't wait to have another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;play date&lt;/span&gt; with Granny, my wonderful Hubby, Zach, Gavin and Reese!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-2458366669282202664?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/2458366669282202664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/monday-playday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/2458366669282202664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/2458366669282202664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/monday-playday.html' title='Monday Playday'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXaKdwhrhkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-rBH1OQ7IrU/s72-c/DSC_0406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-8675274084155613297</id><published>2009-01-18T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:31:17.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say a Prayer for baby Harper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPz6n3ZydI/AAAAAAAAAEU/NeR9ztbSBIE/s1600-h/DSC_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292842175549786578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPz6n3ZydI/AAAAAAAAAEU/NeR9ztbSBIE/s320/DSC_0208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a girl who had a little girl last week. Her baby was flown to a Tulsa hospital and is in critical condition with a heart problem. I was reading this and the flurry of my emotions came back to me. I remember when Gavin was admitted in ICU and for 3 days I thought it was life threatning only to find out we were lucky and he was going to be just fine. Then 2 years later our baby girl was diagnosed with a rare form of spina bifida. (Tethered Spine) For 3 months Mike and I were in the dark and only heard horror story after story. We finally found a doctor and we put all our faith in him and God. I beleive this is where my true relationship with God happened. Sure, I have always had a relationship with God but I never knew his true power. However, my family, friends and friends of friends all were praying and she underwent at 6 months an 8 hour long surgery. It was the longest wait but when Reese woke up she was all smiles. We stayed in the hospital with her for a week and how blessed we were. We were surrounded by children way worst then her and we realized God had worked a miracle but she was our miracle. She opened our eyes to how lucky we are. Today 1 year later she is running, jumping, laughing and she is the light of our family. We will continue to monitor with the doctors but she will be okay. Please, pray for this little baby Harper as I know they need the strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt;http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://say-it-on-a-sign.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-8675274084155613297?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/8675274084155613297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/say-prayer-for-baby-harper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/8675274084155613297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/8675274084155613297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/say-prayer-for-baby-harper.html' title='Say a Prayer for baby Harper'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPz6n3ZydI/AAAAAAAAAEU/NeR9ztbSBIE/s72-c/DSC_0208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-5448335791007791840</id><published>2009-01-18T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:51:29.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Family Park Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPp_U5j04I/AAAAAAAAAEM/GCHqclkSt4A/s1600-h/DSC_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292831261241627522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPp_U5j04I/AAAAAAAAAEM/GCHqclkSt4A/s320/DSC_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPp_PMXsmI/AAAAAAAAAEE/60kNA3-gPtg/s1600-h/DSC_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292831259709911650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPp_PMXsmI/AAAAAAAAAEE/60kNA3-gPtg/s320/DSC_0342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPp-tXePWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/UJ-afUFSNLI/s1600-h/DSC_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292831250629672290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPp-tXePWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/UJ-afUFSNLI/s320/DSC_0339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPp-UJYJ2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/zRfKFn93H3c/s1600-h/DSC_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292831243859666786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPp-UJYJ2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/zRfKFn93H3c/s320/DSC_0335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPp-Bjhx9I/AAAAAAAAADs/Vx7pTGMR86w/s1600-h/DSC_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292831238869075922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPp-Bjhx9I/AAAAAAAAADs/Vx7pTGMR86w/s320/DSC_0334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPpMEhe7bI/AAAAAAAAADk/uw8GfZvLoEY/s1600-h/DSC_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292830380672347570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPpMEhe7bI/AAAAAAAAADk/uw8GfZvLoEY/s320/DSC_0329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPpAzuvROI/AAAAAAAAADc/-Y_uvPp1ph8/s1600-h/DSC_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, Mike and I decided it was too beautiful to stay in the house. We took the boys and Reese to the neighborhood trails. Mike, Gavin and Zach took their bikes and I put Reese in the stroller. It turned out perfect as I ran with the stroller and was able to keep up with Gavin and Mike and Zach rode together. Mike also took the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to try and do some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;off roading&lt;/span&gt; on the minor hills with rocks. He is yearning to get a new mountain bike and get on some real trails, without us in tow. Anyways everything was going great, we stopped and took pictures and a water break. After about 2 miles Gavin was beginning to whine and could not make it up the hill. So, if you could imagine mommy put his bike in the back of the stroller and he got in the other seat as I had the double stroller. I was not going to stop running, so I ran all the way back with about 80 to 100 pounds in this stroller. It was quite funny as after I got off the trail on the main road, men in the cars were starring at me either out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pity&lt;/span&gt;, stupidity or look at that super mom. I laughed because Mike never looked back he kept on with Zach. I figure if I do this every day I would have to lose my weight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-5448335791007791840?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/5448335791007791840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/boys-and-their-bikes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/5448335791007791840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/5448335791007791840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/boys-and-their-bikes.html' title='Another Family Park Day'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXPp_U5j04I/AAAAAAAAAEM/GCHqclkSt4A/s72-c/DSC_0344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-4022254975694865914</id><published>2009-01-16T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:44:10.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having fun with my camera...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXFTuO4KVMI/AAAAAAAAADM/pvkePTmIY-4/s1600-h/DSC_0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXFTcuA0GBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/WXMy0LqRqNc/s1600-h/DSC_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292102789989931026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXFTcuA0GBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/WXMy0LqRqNc/s320/DSC_0314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXFTnFcgbBI/AAAAAAAAADE/RI3gKXriTf0/s1600-h/DSC_0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292102968078789650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXFTnFcgbBI/AAAAAAAAADE/RI3gKXriTf0/s320/DSC_0313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXFTIfyH6uI/AAAAAAAAACs/hXOW3ULw5m4/s1600-h/DSC_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292102442572835554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXFTIfyH6uI/AAAAAAAAACs/hXOW3ULw5m4/s320/DSC_0316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXFTTOIy3BI/AAAAAAAAAC0/TjQltfjKBTo/s1600-h/DSC_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292102626814647314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXFTTOIy3BI/AAAAAAAAAC0/TjQltfjKBTo/s320/DSC_0315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXFS9jfxTLI/AAAAAAAAACk/yX2LppgI5rU/s1600-h/DSC_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292102254591036594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXFS9jfxTLI/AAAAAAAAACk/yX2LppgI5rU/s320/DSC_0317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-4022254975694865914?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/4022254975694865914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/having-fun-with-my-camera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/4022254975694865914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/4022254975694865914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/having-fun-with-my-camera.html' title='Having fun with my camera...'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SXFTcuA0GBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/WXMy0LqRqNc/s72-c/DSC_0314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-1720441706114245389</id><published>2009-01-16T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:29:50.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I am getting the hang of it</title><content type='html'>I am very new at this blogging but I am finding it very therapeutic.  I think it is going to be fun to document all my little ones pictures, lives and overall talk which is what I like to do.  Tonight we thought it would be fun to take the kids out.  We have been stuck in the house more since it is a tad cold.  Now let me tell you, leaving our house takes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; an hour.  We have to find socks for boys and then pull them away from their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; to put them on and shoes.  Reese of course has to be changed since Sandra likes to put her in clothes that fit her at 12 months and then everyone has jackets.  Oops mommy has to always come back in and get games, juice and keys.  Mike has loaded all the kids up by this point and we drive to our destination.  The kids are excited and we pull in and Zachary says "Dinner-how boring".  He is exactly right.  I am not sure why Mike and I think that going to dinner with the kids is fun.  So tonight I am vowing to do something fun from now on.  Dinner -who needs dinner, that is boring.  I love kids, they are so honest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-1720441706114245389?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/1720441706114245389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-i-am-getting-hang-of-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/1720441706114245389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/1720441706114245389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-i-am-getting-hang-of-it.html' title='I think I am getting the hang of it'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-627954735157109453</id><published>2009-01-15T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:23:28.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Friends are all about</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW_9nF2WOSI/AAAAAAAAACc/uEpvc9A2R7s/s1600-h/Chicago.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291726935210473762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW_9nF2WOSI/AAAAAAAAACc/uEpvc9A2R7s/s320/Chicago.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the fall I had the wonderful oppurtunity to have a girls weekend in Chicago. Thanks hubby for taking care of the kiddos. Since then one of my dearest friends has given birth to a beautiful daughter, which I cannot wait to meet. I cannot wait to do this again as I realized how long it had been since us girls,women had been away from kids, husbands and just laid on the bed and laughed. Thanks girls for such a fun time and I can't wait to plan this years event!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-627954735157109453?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/627954735157109453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-friends-are-all-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/627954735157109453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/627954735157109453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-friends-are-all-about.html' title='What Friends are all about'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW_9nF2WOSI/AAAAAAAAACc/uEpvc9A2R7s/s72-c/Chicago.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-6874595280860998912</id><published>2009-01-15T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:20:20.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After 2 years finally decorating...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes, I finally have the itch to organize, paint, and make our beautiful house a home. This summer I was tempted to higher someone but realized I can do it and I am so picky I would probably be unhappy. I beleive I have gotten the itch due to surfing the internet and looking at perfectly pictured rooms. I found one website that has some cute items. I am trying to finish our study and will post before/after pictures.  It has been a work in progress and I have definetely learned my lesson to measure twice as my sister, mom and I slaved over drapery which I measured 12 inches to short.  Learned my lesson but will have to fix it alone....unless you are offering to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://artsyfartsydesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://artsyfartsydesigns.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291725533449525346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW_8Vf4fmGI/AAAAAAAAACU/8J-PLaosEu8/s320/Cross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-6874595280860998912?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/6874595280860998912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-2-years-finally-decorating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6874595280860998912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/6874595280860998912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-2-years-finally-decorating.html' title='After 2 years finally decorating...'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW_8Vf4fmGI/AAAAAAAAACU/8J-PLaosEu8/s72-c/Cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-8649190729140528726</id><published>2009-01-14T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:57:44.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay-I need your feedback</title><content type='html'>Okay-How to people do it??  How do those people we all know look perfect, workout, be super moms, super wives and work????  Every night I say I am going to work out and every night I put the kids to bed and sit down with my cup of java and sigh "I will work out tommorrow".  &lt;br /&gt;So...I need to know how do you do it??  Tommorrow is a new day and my hubby promises to yell if I do not wake up at 5:00am so keep me in your thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-8649190729140528726?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/8649190729140528726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-i-need-your-feedback.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/8649190729140528726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/8649190729140528726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-i-need-your-feedback.html' title='Okay-I need your feedback'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-3552632491288924835</id><published>2009-01-13T20:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:08:11.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at the Park Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1lJEl1YRI/AAAAAAAAABs/YfhzpLVduB4/s1600-h/Nikkon+D40+302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290996343755858194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1lJEl1YRI/AAAAAAAAABs/YfhzpLVduB4/s320/Nikkon+D40+302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oops-I left off Reese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-3552632491288924835?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/3552632491288924835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-at-park-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/3552632491288924835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/3552632491288924835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-at-park-part-1.html' title='A Day at the Park Part 1'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1lJEl1YRI/AAAAAAAAABs/YfhzpLVduB4/s72-c/Nikkon+D40+302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-8093087038273651094</id><published>2009-01-13T20:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:06:38.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1kv_YMq5I/AAAAAAAAABk/SnLtd_L7FUM/s1600-h/Nikkon+D40+290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290995912859757458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1kv_YMq5I/AAAAAAAAABk/SnLtd_L7FUM/s320/Nikkon+D40+290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1kvqhRs2I/AAAAAAAAABc/-BMLFWxiMu0/s1600-h/Nikkon+D40+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290995907260691298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1kvqhRs2I/AAAAAAAAABc/-BMLFWxiMu0/s320/Nikkon+D40+258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1kvZNfhLI/AAAAAAAAABU/NdGk0GLcMQA/s1600-h/Nikkon+D40+278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290995902614308018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1kvZNfhLI/AAAAAAAAABU/NdGk0GLcMQA/s320/Nikkon+D40+278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1kvPNomEI/AAAAAAAAABM/7UjoLx2vLj0/s1600-h/Nikkon+D40+298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290995899930548290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1kvPNomEI/AAAAAAAAABM/7UjoLx2vLj0/s320/Nikkon+D40+298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike and I took the kiddos to the park and I got to practice taking pictures with my new and beloved camera. I am definitely still learning but having fun. It is definitely a great stress reliever as well as I get to capture those precious moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-8093087038273651094?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/8093087038273651094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-at-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/8093087038273651094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/8093087038273651094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-at-park.html' title='A Day at the Park'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1kv_YMq5I/AAAAAAAAABk/SnLtd_L7FUM/s72-c/Nikkon+D40+290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-7227929718752437661</id><published>2009-01-13T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:01:44.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wow"  How we have grown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1jkZLcXnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ehTI4Cb3s_8/s1600-h/Nikkon+D40+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290994614115524210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1jkZLcXnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ehTI4Cb3s_8/s320/Nikkon+D40+236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1jkH3aNRI/AAAAAAAAAA0/JqXcoh4q34g/s1600-h/Nikkon+D40+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290994609468093714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1jkH3aNRI/AAAAAAAAAA0/JqXcoh4q34g/s320/Nikkon+D40+199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1jj-z_yZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/849m7uVUAhA/s1600-h/Nikkon+D40+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290994607037860242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1jj-z_yZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/849m7uVUAhA/s320/Nikkon+D40+157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1jjYZSO1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ulRzU3IHWjY/s1600-h/Nikkon+D40+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290994596725275474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1jjYZSO1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ulRzU3IHWjY/s320/Nikkon+D40+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1jizmAGaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_7kznvs46eo/s1600-h/Nikkon+D40+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290994586846501282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1jizmAGaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_7kznvs46eo/s320/Nikkon+D40+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1isnEoKpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3kU2NW_MEL4/s1600-h/Nikkon+D40+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290993655772359314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1isnEoKpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3kU2NW_MEL4/s320/Nikkon+D40+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-7227929718752437661?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/7227929718752437661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow-how-we-have-grown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/7227929718752437661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/7227929718752437661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow-how-we-have-grown.html' title='&quot;Wow&quot;  How we have grown!'/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag7apdeZ3nM/SW1jkZLcXnI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ehTI4Cb3s_8/s72-c/Nikkon+D40+236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-4883358476866226240</id><published>2009-01-11T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:30:05.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so my first week officially in the New Year has not started off how we wanted it.  Work was very stressful, I did not work out and the kids and I did not spend enough time together.  However, on the flip side I feel like Mike and I had a great weekend.  On Saturday we attended Financial Peace at our church.  This is a 6 weekend course on how to control your $$.  However, it goes beyond what we all know and talks about it from a christian stand point.  Mike and I have really wanted to get organized in our finances but we never find the time.  The course also talks about the differences of men and women and communication.  I think it is going to be a great 4 hours every week.  I love my husband more than anything but for some reason we are horrible in communicating about finances.  I will keep you posted on this class as I think it is great and have heard wonderful comments. &lt;br /&gt;On another note, my kiddos are growing up.  Gavin and Zach have started to play in their rooms together which is so cute but they lock Reese out, which causes much crying.  I think she is getting used to it and it does allow Mommy and Daddy to have some one on one with our little girl.  I promise to post pictures soon.....I do have 500 pictures taken on my great Camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-4883358476866226240?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/4883358476866226240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-so-my-first-week-officially-in-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/4883358476866226240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/4883358476866226240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-so-my-first-week-officially-in-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8575072998718099376.post-7037968044524794942</id><published>2009-01-03T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:49:16.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay-after many months of procastinating, I am finally writing on my blog that I did start 6 months ago.  It has been a crazy week.  Mike and I both took off for the holidays and to spend time with the kiddos.  Oh, how I have enjoyed them but I think we are all ready to be back on schedule.  However, with the New Year of course I have made some resolutions I will be keeping.  Hummm,  what could it be......  Lose weight!!! This has been my goal since Reese was born and now she is 2 years old.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note my wonderful husband bought me a camera for Christmas and I am so excited to post some of my pictures.  I am going to take lessons as I do not have a clue on how to work all the gadgets but this will be a work in progress.  Please, critique. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are coming soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8575072998718099376-7037968044524794942?l=thewofford.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/feeds/7037968044524794942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-after-many-months-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/7037968044524794942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8575072998718099376/posts/default/7037968044524794942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewofford.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-after-many-months-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Wofford</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18176023593465241421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
