tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231765902024-03-14T02:45:36.545-04:00welcome 2 our worldCome share in our joy as we welcome Jesus into
our world in everyday ways.Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.comBlogger91125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-41279438616825820292011-02-17T16:30:00.000-05:002011-02-17T16:30:36.267-05:00Pink PigSo, I guess I told a story in my last post about it being my last Christmas post. I just found these pictures and couldn't resist sharing them.<br />
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In Atlanta, it is a big tradition to take your little girls to ride the Pink Pig at Christmas time. Macy's sponsors it at Lenox Mall downtown. The ride has been around forever so many people my age have memories of riding with their mom's as little girls. So, Tori and I planned a little trip to take Tessa & Gracie for their very first time. The girl's loved it!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Waiting in line to buy our tickets. Thankfully, we got their early so we didn't have to wait too long.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's almost time to ride!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The girl's loved it so much that we road it again (never mind Gracie's sad face)!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Love this face. She is a silly little girl!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And here are the girl's standing in front of the Pink Pig (this is the front of the train).</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And the ornament Gracie got to hang on her tree in her room.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We had so much fun that day (even though I think Tori & I were both still dealing with a little morning sickness)! We finished off the morning with lunch at Chick-fil-a. I can't wait to take Gracie again next year.</div>Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-40891384925969501132011-02-17T16:00:00.000-05:002011-02-17T16:00:40.540-05:00Christmas Part 4: Christmas at HomeThis will be my final post on Christmas. I know it has been lengthy but I didn't want to forget any of the fun moments that we've had. <br />
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Every year since kids entered our world we've always made sure that we're home for Christmas. It is so nice to be able to relax at home and enjoy some family time together as we start our own traditions. This year was no exception. Christopher Popinkins was a favorite memory for our kids. They loved waking up and looking for their elf and seeing what kind of mischief he had gotten into the night before. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Gracie enjoyed helping me with the eggs. She really wanted to do it all by herself.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Will was really good at being sweet & helpful.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Along with a little silly at times!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We even got dad in on the action this year because the dough was too thick for me to stir.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">That evening daddy read 'Twas the Night Before Christmas' before everyone was tucked into bed.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then Santa came that night and left lots of presents!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And enjoyed the cookies & milk we made for him.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Santa was really kind to Will this year. Here were a few of his favorite toys: </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">His catcher equipment. He wanted everything he would need to be a real baseball catcher.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Now he is ready to go... glove and all! Love my little pitcher.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And of course, who can forget Bobby Cox. Will got a few pictures and posters to hang up in his room. He loved Bobby Cox!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Gracie also got a lot of neat gifts from Santa. She loved her princess shoes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love this picture of her studying all of them. I guess she is trying to decide which ones to wear first!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Her piano was a big hit. She loves the little stool you sit on...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...playing music...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...and of course singing in the microphone!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She also got a Cinderella doll. Her favorite princess.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Corey and I each got some really great gifts too.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was surprised to get a pair of Ugg boots. And Corey was excited to get some Auburn pictures to hang up in the basement.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iuiMVcgS850/TV17Xj09xLI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ZODEX7FzUYY/s1600/IMG_1864.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iuiMVcgS850/TV17Xj09xLI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ZODEX7FzUYY/s320/IMG_1864.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then we moved on to lunch prep. This year we invited all of the family that was in town over to eat. We had Corey's parents, his Granny from Tennesse along with his Aunt Sarah, Uncle Charlie, and cousins Matt, Jeremy, & Rebecca along with her boyfriend. We had a full house and a lot of fun!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;">Here is Gracie & I making sweet potato casserole. She is also sporting her new apron that she got for Christmas (courtesy of Aunt Amy).</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After lunch we sang Happy Birthday to Jesus and enjoyed some yummy cake that Papaw made for us.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Granny T gave Will some very special presents. A Braves t-shirt and a wallet that was his Papaw T's (Will got the name Luke from him).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--bsoiCDmbIA/TV17BpD1UlI/AAAAAAAAAjw/sK1Mw9i8gJU/s1600/IMG_1906.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--bsoiCDmbIA/TV17BpD1UlI/AAAAAAAAAjw/sK1Mw9i8gJU/s320/IMG_1906.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And then after all of our guests went home and we were about to call it a day we where thrilled to receive one last Christmas gift... snow! A perfect ending to a great day!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1XC_SouxOmw/TV167kIR7dI/AAAAAAAAAjs/S2K1xSqcw78/s1600/IMG_1915.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1XC_SouxOmw/TV167kIR7dI/AAAAAAAAAjs/S2K1xSqcw78/s320/IMG_1915.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We had a very Merry Christmas!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mnROFWZ7zLg/TV161ZWFEOI/AAAAAAAAAjo/29gVVKSUuOE/s1600/IMG_1918.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mnROFWZ7zLg/TV161ZWFEOI/AAAAAAAAAjo/29gVVKSUuOE/s320/IMG_1918.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-889115035059757682011-02-08T16:57:00.000-05:002011-02-08T16:57:35.996-05:00Christmas Part 3: All About the Grandparents<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We had a great time on our trip to Mississippi this year to see my family. We spent some time with my mom...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here is Mimi & Gracie talking!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Will & Corey loved their new matching AU shirts!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Gracie loved her new bags, stroller & baby she got from Great Grandma Shirley & Mimi.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The big hit was the puppy Gracie got. You walk it with a leash, it barks, you brush it's hair, etc. BTW-this is as close to getting a puppy as I want to get for a long time, maybe ever! </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGz3VNgSuI/AAAAAAAAAio/UCSmVmc9yzs/s1600/IMG_1410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGz3VNgSuI/AAAAAAAAAio/UCSmVmc9yzs/s320/IMG_1410.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Will loved his new space rocket! It makes lots of cool sounds and does a lot of neat tricks.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Will & I being reindeer!</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Will & Corey with their favorite things... baseball & a guitar (neither of these were gifts but the picture was too cute to pass up sharing).</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Gracie enjoyed sitting with her Great Grandpa Willie Joe. They were pretty cute snuggling, chatting & watching TV.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then we moved on to my dad's for a little Christmas fun:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Gracie loved her new pink tent that Uncle Jason & Grandpa Penny put together for her.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGzMavNaeI/AAAAAAAAAiI/dDR3FSapdFk/s1600/IMG_1521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGzMavNaeI/AAAAAAAAAiI/dDR3FSapdFk/s320/IMG_1521.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The Baby Alive is still a favorite around our house. I'm thinking this is good training for them before the baby comes.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Carolyn & Gracie share a love of Tinkerbell!</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGzXnUK0_I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/YwLCCB8vc4k/s1600/IMG_1497.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGzXnUK0_I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/YwLCCB8vc4k/s320/IMG_1497.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And of course, Will was super excited about all of the sports stuff he got. The Touchdown sign for his room and the Falcon's uniform were so cool!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"Look at me, mom, I'm a Falcon Football player!" Yes, we are more than Auburn fans these days.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After our trip to Mississippi, we also enjoyed celebrating Christmas with Corey's parents:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here is a sweet picture of the kids.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGzGSAW8-I/AAAAAAAAAiE/xZgoy8ito-4/s1600/IMG_1944.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGzGSAW8-I/AAAAAAAAAiE/xZgoy8ito-4/s320/IMG_1944.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And here are a few of the silly ones we got:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They have such a good time playing together.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We also got pictures with Nana & Papaw and the four of us.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Gracie loved her new doll that her Nana made for her. She came with her own wardrobe and a baby crib built by Papaw.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVG5zYrygPI/AAAAAAAAAjA/pLUAcwQzXoc/s1600/IMG_2017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVG5zYrygPI/AAAAAAAAAjA/pLUAcwQzXoc/s320/IMG_2017.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Will loved the baseball stuff he got and his Cam Newton jersey.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He also loves his new CD player. He has a CD of the music that Corey recorded for him that he loves to listen to at bedtime. It takes him so long to fall asleep at night that we thought this might help him settle down a little faster. It seems to be working! : ) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Okay, time for an M&M break with dad. Have I mentioned that my kids LOVE M&M's!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And, if you haven't already guessed my kids have got a basement full of toys! Who needs Santa when you have grandparents. They are blessed...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-48501632869056807612011-02-08T15:56:00.000-05:002011-02-08T15:56:35.908-05:00Christmas Part 2: This & That<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is definitely a little of this and a little of that from Christmas. We were so busy the month of December that it would take me forever to blog about everything we did so this is a quick photo college of things I don't want to forget.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We started December with taking our picture for the family Christmas card. It was surprisingly easy this year. It was freezing cold, we were right by a major intersection with lots of traffic passing by and we were using our tripod with a remote rather than having someone take the picture. We were set up to fail. I actually thought we would try it but would end up having to come back another day but I was wrong! Never underestimate the power of M&M's. A little bribing went a long way. After taking about 10 shots (it usually takes about 50) we had a winner (see below) and we were headed home with 2 happy kids. Success!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Will's preschool Christmas party came next. It was a family affair filled with sugar, singing and lots of memory making. Below is Corey and Will after decorating homemade Christmas cookies. Will's teachers made t-shirts for the kids to wear to the party.</div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here is Will & Bradley. They are big buddies at school.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here is Will's other good friend Hannah. They are so sweet!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Will with his teacher, Ms. Kim making reindeer food.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Corey and Papaw played Christmas songs for all of the kids to sing along to. It was a lot of fun and the Jingle bells they got to ring while they sang were a big hit.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We finished out the party with a visit with Santa. It was a great day!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The next thing we tried to do in December was take a picture of the kids under the tree. I love to have these pictures of the kids in their Christmas PJs but this year they were not having it. This is the best picture that we could get of the two of them together.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Gracie wasn't happy about all of the tree needles she was sitting on but after we got a pillow for her to sit on she smiled a little more for us and even got a little silly.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGfGoG0hqI/AAAAAAAAAg0/SmrKJXUD1ww/s1600/IMG_1299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGfGoG0hqI/AAAAAAAAAg0/SmrKJXUD1ww/s320/IMG_1299.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Will was all about posing sweet this year. Sweet is much better than silly!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lastly, we took our annual trip to the North Pole, aka The Bass Pro Shop. They love going their even though we are not really Bass Pro Shop people (we really aren't very outdoorsy). They really have the Santa thing down pat.. organized, friendly, fun and free. It doesn't get much better than that.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGhHwlGIxI/AAAAAAAAAhU/A-33jAi3xqs/s1600/IMG_1550.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGhHwlGIxI/AAAAAAAAAhU/A-33jAi3xqs/s320/IMG_1550.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Gracie still wasn't very sure about having to sit on his lap but I must say she did much better this year than last.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They both told what they wanted: Gracie: a Cinderella doll and Will: a baseball pitching machine and catcher's mitt.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGhV5pQYoI/AAAAAAAAAhc/XTVkxCRI8Rk/s1600/IMG_1545.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGhV5pQYoI/AAAAAAAAAhc/XTVkxCRI8Rk/s320/IMG_1545.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then we wrote our letters to mail to Santa. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Gracie worked really hard on hers.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And, Will and I worked together to make his list.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We finished out the night with a train ride in the mall.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGgyDZDD1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/em1Sf0NGRJk/s1600/IMG_1609.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TVGgyDZDD1I/AAAAAAAAAhE/em1Sf0NGRJk/s320/IMG_1609.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They loved that Papaw rode with them and that they got to eat their peppermints while they rode.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm so thankful for all of these fun memories and can only imagine the fun we will have next year when we add another little one to the mix! I am blessed!</div>Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-13338628903401332282011-01-20T15:48:00.000-05:002011-01-20T15:48:00.676-05:00Christmas Part 1: The Great Tree HuntIf you haven't met my family you may not know the seriousness that is taken when it comes to the Christmas tree. Corey's family has a few guidelines that we have adopted and have followed over the years. Here are a few:<br />
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It must be real.<br />
It must be full (no weird open places missing branches).<br />
It must be healthy. No one wants a dead tree at Christmas.<br />
And, the most important guideline is that it must be the biggest tree that your house can possibly hold! <br />
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All joking aside, we do love the tradition of picking out our Christmas tree. It's a family affair and tradition that I hope to continue for many years to come. Even though they make a mess, bring in the spiders, and have fallen (yes, I said fallen) and destroyed some of my favorite ornaments I will forever cherish the memories that I'm making with my kids.<br />
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Here are a few pictures from our Great Tree Hunt 2010:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Will & Gracie "hunting" for the perfect tree:</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">After walking around for about 30 minutes (at least) we found the perfect tree:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TTiVIAu8nII/AAAAAAAAAf8/5KjnHG9-PUI/s1600/IMG_0948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TTiVIAu8nII/AAAAAAAAAf8/5KjnHG9-PUI/s320/IMG_0948.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It took some convincing, on my part, that this was the tree because it was HUGE!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TTiUxZiELTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/TjZdN2fL7yI/s1600/IMG_0951.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TTiUxZiELTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/TjZdN2fL7yI/s320/IMG_0951.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But, after some discussion we decided it was the prettiest one out there and the most full (because it was at least 18 feet tall... not joking!). Now, it was time to get to work. The kids were watching in amazement.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TTiUpiyHZUI/AAAAAAAAAf0/qOdr4TmqYuA/s1600/IMG_0956.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TTiUpiyHZUI/AAAAAAAAAf0/qOdr4TmqYuA/s320/IMG_0956.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then, with the help of Papaw & Will (of course) the tree began to fall down. I love this picture of Will pushing on Corey to knock the tree down.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm pretty sure Gracie agreed with me and thought we were crazy!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Next, we helped Nana & Papaw pick out their tree.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TTiTQWFRmnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/s9LkGLvcW8c/s1600/IMG_1005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/TTiTQWFRmnI/AAAAAAAAAfk/s9LkGLvcW8c/s320/IMG_1005.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Will got even more involved in the cutting down process of their tree. He really wanted to help.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then, it was time to load both tree's up and head for home!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The kids loved getting to ride in the front of Papaw's truck around the farm.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And, off we go to decorate our prize tree. Did I mention that we only paid $28 for our tree?!? Every tree at this farm was $28... crazy! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We had to buy a lot more lights to fill the tree up and it required a little lasso-ing (sp?) skill on Corey's part to get the lights around the top.</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Did I mention that this tree almost fell too? It didn't hit the floor (like last year's) thanks to Mark, Corey & Debbie catching it. However, we did loose a few more ornaments. After that scare, they tied fishing line from the tree to the window to give me some added insurance. Or, else I was going to take every breakable and special ornament off! : )</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We loved this tree and were very grateful to have it. Will was very proud of it and loved telling everyone that we had the biggest tree ever. I'm not sure that we will get a tree this big next year but you can guarantee that it will be a real one!</div>Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-36772295067962233572011-01-13T16:26:00.000-05:002011-01-13T16:26:55.861-05:00Snow Fun!If someone told me on Sunday that we would be snowed in until Thursday I wouldn't have believed it. But, here it is Thursday and it's the first time we have left our house in 4 days! Wow! What a gift from God to be snowed in with your family. Even with the "cabin fever" we experienced and the need for milk it was so great to have 4 uninterrupted days with just the 4 of us. We got stuff done that we've been putting off, we rested... a lot, played games, watched movies and even played in the snow one day. <br />
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Here are a few pictures of our house. The word is that we got 5-8 inches of snow!<br />
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Here are a few of my favorite moments:<br />
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~Gracie playing in the snow. She enjoyed it much more this year than last. I loved it when she threw it into the air and said, "It's snowing!" with that huge grin on her face.<br />
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~Will's first time sledding (on a trash can lid). He was a little unsure about it. I'm just proud he is getting braver and not so cautious like his mom!<br />
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~Snuggling in our bed watching Toy Story 3.<br />
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~Of course, watching Auburn win the National Championship! War Eagle! Will & Gracie were both so excited watching the first half of the game. Gracie kept cheering "rah, rah, shish coom ba (sorry, don't know how to spell that one)!" and Will was running plays as the Tiger's did their thing. So cute!<br />
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~I loved having naptime to spend with Corey. We watched TV, hung pictures, and even took a nap or two. <br />
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~Sock wars with dad in our master bedroom!<br />
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~All 4 of us working on the nursery. Corey & Will got the crib rail installed (it was off since Gracie used it for a toddler bed). We hung the Auburn mobile which is the kids favorite thing in the room. Gracie helped me put all of the baby clothes into the drawers (all gender neutral of course!). And then we got the swing put together. I can't believe we are heading into the last trimester! <br />
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~All of the special treats we ate like, warm chocolate chip cookies, popcorn and leftover Christmas treats. The kids don't usually get a lot of that around here so they loved every minute of it.<br />
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And, I'm sure their are many more things that I'm forgetting. <br />
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All I know is that I'm grateful. Maybe this week has been God's way of telling our families it is time to take a break and spend some quality time together with no holiday responsibilities or worries from the outside world. Thank you God for this blessing and the gift of snow!<br />
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Since this sweet little baby in my tummy has me doing a lot resting we decided to stay in on my big day. I went to dinner with some girls the night before and half way through the meal I was having so many contractions that I had to get out of their as quick as possible. Thankful that as long as I lay down and keep drinking water that the contractions stop. <br />
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So, Corey and the kids spent the day making me cupcakes, taco soup and working on some homemade cards while I got to watch movies and relax (pretty awesome... I know!). Will & Gracie were so proud to show me the cards they made. Here is Will's... very thoughtful (he drew a picture for me on the inside, daddy did the writing of course!).<br />
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And then, Gracie walked in with her creation and it took all I had not to laugh! <br />
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It was so sweet and she was so proud! I hope I never forget the look on her face when she presented it to me with such pride and pure innocence. She also had help from her dad but when he walked away to take a call her creativeness took over and she made her master piece. As he was walking back into the room she was crumbling it up into a ball and said... "all done"! I love it Gracie and I hope you always feel confidence in yourself like you did that day!<br />
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Corey also out did himself this year on my gift and got the second edition of my blog published. It was a lot of work because there is not a company that publishes Mac blogs so he had to cut and paste and then mail it to a publishing company to be made into a book. It is awesome. So fancy and even nicer than the first. I absolutely love it! And watching my kids look through the pages (almost 300 of them) and laugh at the pictures and then listen to the stories was amazing. It was all I needed to get motivated to start blogging again. This is the history I will share with my kids and grandkids one day!<br />
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Here are some pictures of the cover:<br />
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We finished off the day with dinner and cupcakes! <br />
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I love my family and feel so blessed to celebrate another year. Thanks Corey for making it so special! I love you!Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-86372795815325656412011-01-11T08:37:00.000-05:002011-01-11T08:37:14.792-05:00welcome 2 our world... what it means to me<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">I love the song by Chris Rice, <i>Welcome to our World</i>. It has been special to me for many years because of it's significant words and gentle tune. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Tears are falling, hearts are breaking</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">How we need to hear from God</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">You've been promised, we've been waiting</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Welcome Holy Child</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Welcome Holy Child</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Hope that you don't mind our manger</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">How I wish we would have known</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">But Long-awaited Holy Stranger</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Make yourself at home</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Please make yourself at home</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Bring your peace into our violence</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Bid our hungry souls be filled</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Word now breaking Heaven's silence</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Welcome to our world</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Welcome to our world</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Fragile finger sent to hear us</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Tender brow prepared for thorn</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Tiny heart whose blood will save us</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Unto us is born</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Unto us is born</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">So wrap our injured flesh around you</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Breathe our air and walk our sod</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Rob our sin and make us holy</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Perfect Son of God</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Perfect Son of God</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Welcome to our world</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545559; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">So, in case you are curious about the title of my blog, "Welcome 2 our World" now you know what I was thinking when I came up with it 6 years ago. There is nothing more important than daily welcoming Jesus Christ into my world and into the world of my children because after all this is His world and nothing else matters without Him.</span>Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-60032861190406450542011-01-10T13:28:00.000-05:002011-01-10T13:28:18.918-05:00Baby Trevathan (#3)When I left blogger I was pregnant with Gracie. I think it is pretty funny that I'm returning when I'm pregnant again! My due date is April 10th. So in case, you haven't heard or seen a picture of the newest Trevathan.. here you go...<br />
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Here is it's profile picture:<br />
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I think it's a girl, which if you know me or anything about my mother's intuition when it comes to this you know it is probably a boy! I always get it wrong! <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here is it's footprint! So cool!</div><br />
These pictures were taken last Monday. I am 27 weeks pregnant and wish I was feeling a little better than I have been. I had a positive fFN test on Monday (of last week) which means I'm on modified bed rest for now until I'm feeling better. The rest seems to be working so I'm hoping I won't be in bed for the rest of the pregnancy.Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-84899629081892777652011-01-10T01:08:00.000-05:002011-01-10T01:08:24.683-05:00Hello Blogger...Well, after 3 years I'm coming back to Blogger. I've been using Mac's version for awhile for my blog and it has been good to me. The one drawback to Mac's version was publishing my blog into a book. It was not a fun job for my awesome husband who had to cut and past 3 years worth of posts and then send it to a publishing company who then charged him a small fortune! What can I say, I married an amazing man who went to great lengths to preserve my memories. I'm very blessed and my newest archive/book is amazing! (I will share pictures soon.) <br />
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Blogger, while a little more basic, will be just what I need as I simplify this year and try to get back to blogging more regularly. I'm looking forward to a fresh start (even though I'm using my old account... what can I say... it was just easier that way!). So today I say "hello Blogger" as I open a new chapter to blogging.Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-43575041449677398362008-02-26T01:38:00.002-05:002008-02-26T01:45:01.090-05:00Bye, Bye Blogger...I have decided to branch out and try something new. I have been begging my very creative husband to help me with updating my blog because I have gotten a little board with the polka dots. After much discussion, aka, me driving him crazy! He came home with this new iweb, mac blogging thing that seems really cool. So check it out and let me know what you think. It was really easy to set up but I am wondering from the visitor stand point if it is easy to use. <a href="http://web.mac.com/coreyt2310/Tree_Blog/Blog/Blog.html">Click here</a> to check it out!Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-13304560203637267612008-02-13T14:23:00.004-05:002008-02-13T14:34:51.780-05:00Spring Fever<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R7NEQuOD2TI/AAAAAAAAATA/4pRfghiVtHA/s1600-h/IMG_0794.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R7NEQuOD2TI/AAAAAAAAATA/4pRfghiVtHA/s320/IMG_0794.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166548251599690034" /></a><br /><br />Wasn't it just the other day when we were all playing outside and enjoying the beautiful sunshine? Today we look outside and see snowcapped roofs across the neighborhood. It is freezing outside and I am trying to figure out how to explain to an 18 month old boy that just because we played outside yesterday doesn't mean that the weather is warm enough to go out today. Help!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R7NFjOOD2UI/AAAAAAAAATI/owemYhzGlh0/s1600-h/IMG_0650.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R7NFjOOD2UI/AAAAAAAAATI/owemYhzGlh0/s320/IMG_0650.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166549668938897730" /></a>Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-68898497283018215672008-02-07T14:55:00.000-05:002008-02-07T15:27:36.803-05:006 - 18 MonthsWe are 6 months pregnant!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R6tjB96F1_I/AAAAAAAAASo/Zx1sEgxe64E/s1600-h/IMG_0642.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R6tjB96F1_I/AAAAAAAAASo/Zx1sEgxe64E/s320/IMG_0642.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164330283159640050" /></a><br />I went to the doctor today and everything looked great! I have gained 16 pounds... yikes!!! The babies heart rate was in the 140's and my tummy measured 26 weeks (I am about 25 1/2 weeks pregnant) so everything seems very normal. I told the doctor that I have had two dreams about this baby. The first was that it was a girl and she was 6 lbs. It was so easy to give birth to her that I ran out and bought pink pacys and bows and then went back to the hospital for recovery. More recently, I dreamed that it was a boy and he weighed in at a whopping 10lbs. 4 oz! I was so stunned by the sheer size of him when they handed him to me that I wasn't even shocked by the actual weight. So, your guess is as good as mine on what this baby will be. Corey and I are both leaning towards it being a boy because I seem to be carrying the exact same way as last time and everything else seems to be the same. Who knows?!<br /><br />Will is 18 months old!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R6tlx96F2AI/AAAAAAAAASw/KSowb48t0w0/s1600-h/IMG_0619.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R6tlx96F2AI/AAAAAAAAASw/KSowb48t0w0/s320/IMG_0619.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164333306816616450" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R6tl6N6F2BI/AAAAAAAAAS4/VrfctzzteTA/s1600-h/IMG_0638.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R6tl6N6F2BI/AAAAAAAAAS4/VrfctzzteTA/s320/IMG_0638.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164333448550537234" /></a><br /><br />Will loves his new climber! We were looking for one for the summer and hoping to buy one second hand since they are so very expensive. So we did a little research online and found a family that was moving and had only had it for a year. As soon as Corey got it put together Will new just what to do. He ran to the stairs and climbed right up without any help and slid down the slide. After his first time he seemed a little more nervous about the slide and wanted help but besides that you would think he had been playing on it forever. It has room underneath for a sandbox so when it gets a little warmer we will have to add that for more fun. Corey told Will this was a really early birthday present but, I am thinking maybe a half birthday present? (Not that we want to start that tradition! : )) None the less, I am really hoping this will entertain Will during the summer for many hours so that I will have a little time to be with the new baby.Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-9488569345725989072008-01-28T14:44:00.000-05:002008-01-28T15:11:58.148-05:00In Corey's words, "It's a Boy"!!!Friday at 1pm we took the plunge. We entered the hair salon just a few minutes late. Sat Will in that big chair and let the cutting begin! Joy, my hair stylist, was so sweet with him. He was really nervous about the whole thing. <br /> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R54zD96F18I/AAAAAAAAASQ/hfDvsEh8vg0/s1600-h/IMG_0584.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R54zD96F18I/AAAAAAAAASQ/hfDvsEh8vg0/s320/IMG_0584.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160618366264006594" /></a><br />When she wet his hair he started to get upset but we put the pasy in and all was okay.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R541K96F19I/AAAAAAAAASY/8atZgluwGN0/s1600-h/IMG_0589.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R541K96F19I/AAAAAAAAASY/8atZgluwGN0/s320/IMG_0589.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160620685546346450" /></a><br />He held onto our finger the whole time.<br /><br />When we walked out of the salon the first thing Corey said was, "It's a boy", in case anyone had been wondering!! I really do like the big boy look he has now but I will always miss those curls a little. We took Will to get ice cream afterwards for being such a big boy. It was a good family day! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R541pN6F1-I/AAAAAAAAASg/ByBK23hXMbA/s1600-h/IMG_0598.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R541pN6F1-I/AAAAAAAAASg/ByBK23hXMbA/s320/IMG_0598.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160621205237389282" /></a><br />As you can see, he is proud of his new look too!Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-44605607180509879852008-01-24T14:49:00.000-05:002008-01-24T15:03:23.270-05:00Bye, Bye Curls!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R5jsUd6F16I/AAAAAAAAASA/Jovhk8kid5c/s1600-h/IMG_0580.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R5jsUd6F16I/AAAAAAAAASA/Jovhk8kid5c/s320/IMG_0580.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159133209522722722" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R5jsa96F17I/AAAAAAAAASI/V5VL1rDbPgU/s1600-h/IMG_0576.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R5jsa96F17I/AAAAAAAAASI/V5VL1rDbPgU/s320/IMG_0576.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159133321191872434" /></a><br /><br />I am really sad but I think it may be time for them to go... Corey has had about all that he can handle. He complains that not only do I dress Will in cute little smocked outfits with knee socks but I am also letting his hair grow out to look like a girls. When I got my hair done last week I was talking to my stylist about it and she urged me to take the plunge. When she heard that he was almost 18 months old and had never had a haircut she was convinced. You have to understand why I have waited so long. He did not have much or any hair for so long that I have really loved him having a little plus, I think longer hair on little boys is cute. His hair is starting to look a little frizzy at times and I am not always sure how to fix it so I guess it is time. What do you think? I made an appt. for tomorrow. Should they stay? Should they go??Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-2605520745289811432008-01-24T14:37:00.000-05:002008-01-24T14:49:10.873-05:00Happy to be Home<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R5jrJ96F15I/AAAAAAAAAR4/fuoIT3a-J84/s1600-h/IMG_0574.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R5jrJ96F15I/AAAAAAAAAR4/fuoIT3a-J84/s320/IMG_0574.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159131929622468498" /></a><br /><br />I caught another virus this weekend and had to spend two nights in the hospital! It is crazy to me that I taught school for 4 years and never caught a virus but have caught two in the last two months while being at home. : ) I am wondering does your immune system weaken after you quit teaching? Thank goodness Will has not been sick this winter other that a few colds. As you can see above, I am so happy to be home. I really missed my sleepy little boy!Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-12590129919535250022008-01-15T13:00:00.000-05:002008-01-15T22:12:29.853-05:00New Baby<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4z2DcC8ulI/AAAAAAAAARM/eHgj9CvxAxY/s1600-h/JAN10_18.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4z2DcC8ulI/AAAAAAAAARM/eHgj9CvxAxY/s320/JAN10_18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155766212360976978" /></a><br />(This is a picture of the baby with it's hands over it's face.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4z19cC8ukI/AAAAAAAAARE/tbsl-TOujC8/s1600-h/JAN10_22.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4z19cC8ukI/AAAAAAAAARE/tbsl-TOujC8/s320/JAN10_22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155766109281761858" /></a><br />So here are some pictures of the "New Baby" which is what it will be called until it is born since we didn't find out what we are having. We are 22 weeks this week! The pictures are not as good as they might have been because the baby was in a weird position. I wonder if this baby will be shy? Dr. Conrad elevated my feet above my head to try to make it move around. It was like being on a Six Flags ride! I held on to the table so tight because I was afraid that I might slide right off! We are so excited to meet this little one in a few months.<br /><br />Be sure to see the other new post below. I had a lot to share today!Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-69200186907416913472008-01-15T11:50:00.000-05:002008-01-15T12:10:41.552-05:00Trees & TrainsWe planted our Christmas tree in the yard a week or so ago and I wanted to share a picture of Will with it. This will be his tree to mark his first Christmas even though technically it is his second. We went to the tree farm too late to do it last year.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4znFMC8ugI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uRamlGdprlM/s1600-h/IMG_0442.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4znFMC8ugI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uRamlGdprlM/s320/IMG_0442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155749749751331330" /></a><br />He looks very proud doesn't he?<br /><br />We had fun at Jaxon's 2nd birthday party last weekend! He had a train themed party. Will loves those "choo,choo's"!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4znTcC8uhI/AAAAAAAAAQs/j0lt_esKzWA/s1600-h/IMG_0470.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4znTcC8uhI/AAAAAAAAAQs/j0lt_esKzWA/s320/IMG_0470.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155749994564467218" /></a><br />I thought this was a funny picture of Will waiting for cake. All of the excitement was wearing him out!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4znwcC8uiI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/XsuVTZ7KYEU/s1600-h/IMG_0478.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4znwcC8uiI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/XsuVTZ7KYEU/s320/IMG_0478.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155750492780673570" /></a><br />Jaxon eating his cake with Nana.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4zn-MC8ujI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/qM9N4jIUM3c/s1600-h/IMG_0482.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4zn-MC8ujI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/qM9N4jIUM3c/s320/IMG_0482.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155750729003874866" /></a><br />As you can see, he perked up when he saw the cake in front of him. I am so proud of how good he is doing with a fork/spoon lately. We have really been working on it. (I am hoping he will be able to feed himself completely when the new baby comes.) Look for ultrasound pictures of the new baby soon...Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-44111826090793795052008-01-08T14:18:00.000-05:002008-01-08T14:48:31.591-05:00Maybe My Best Birthday Yet...We celebrated what may have been my favorite birthday last weekend. The big 2-9! The older I get the less I seem to care about how old I am. Maybe it's because half of the time I can't even remember how old I am! <br /><br />We started the celebration by cleaning out the garage. I know what you are thinking but don't forget that I am pregnant and have already started nesting. What more could a pregnant woman want than a clean garage?? (Also, remember: We just cleaned out our guest room for Will so guess where all of that stuff ended up last month.) Then Corey's dad babysat for us while we went to dinner and a movie. (Thanks Mark!) We had so much fun getting to have dinner AND go to a movie all in one night!<br /><br />On Saturday, which is my actual birthday, Corey and Will worked on making me a cake and ran some errands for me. I actually had the morning to get a little extra sleep. I was pretty lazy all day. That night a family from our youth group volunteered to babysit Will and also gave us a gift card to eat at Ruth's Chris Steakhouse. (If you are reading this - Thanks again! It was awesome!) We had a great time and really enjoyed the food and atmosphere. Very fancy!! When we got home we had cake and opened presents. <br /><br />So if you ask me I think this weekend was pretty close to perfect. I am so blessed to have such a great husband that worked hard to give me a great weekend. Here are a few pictures from the celebration.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4PQMcC8ucI/AAAAAAAAAQE/hVM0gLRr97E/s1600-h/IMG_0413.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4PQMcC8ucI/AAAAAAAAAQE/hVM0gLRr97E/s320/IMG_0413.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153191310747548098" /></a> <br />Corey and Will getting the pans ready for the cake. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4PQhsC8udI/AAAAAAAAAQM/KQYVkPTr4x0/s1600-h/IMG_0419.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4PQhsC8udI/AAAAAAAAAQM/KQYVkPTr4x0/s320/IMG_0419.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153191675819768274" /></a><br />The finished cake. Two layers of chocolate cake with white icing - my favorite! Didn't Corey do good decorating the cake? He spent a lot of time making it just right. Including sorting out the right color heart sprinkles so it would all match. If you are wondering why Ali -that's how I sign my name to him sometimes. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4PRVMC8ueI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KJb5B6H3eU0/s1600-h/IMG_0429.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4PRVMC8ueI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KJb5B6H3eU0/s320/IMG_0429.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153192560583031266" /></a><br />Will was a little impatient with all of the picture taking. He was ready to eat! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4PRtcC8ufI/AAAAAAAAAQc/B4M49HT6EZI/s1600-h/IMG_0435.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R4PRtcC8ufI/AAAAAAAAAQc/B4M49HT6EZI/s320/IMG_0435.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153192977194858994" /></a><br />He loved the cake!Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-13432391773177784432008-01-05T14:10:00.000-05:002008-01-05T15:39:39.658-05:00Christmas MemoriesWe hope that you all had a wonderful holiday season! We really enjoyed ours with Will this year. I was a little sad to see all of the Ho, Ho's (as Will would say) get packed up because of all of the joy they brought us this year. Next year will be double the fun with the newest Trevathan joining us. So much to look forward to! Here are a few pictures from all of our Christmas celebrations. This is really long so you will have to bear with me or check back later. : )<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_YM8C8uOI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ty5mA7Kuaho/s1600-h/IMG_9779.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_YM8C8uOI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ty5mA7Kuaho/s320/IMG_9779.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152074215523662050" /></a><br /><br />We had fun at the Culverhouse Christmas this year. We were so happy we celebrated early this year since Granddaddy passed on to be with his Maker right before Christmas. We are all missing him so much. If you are wondering why I am wearing balloons on my head remember what I mentioned in a previous post about Corey's uncle being a clown and all the fun we have with the family every year.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_aU8C8uQI/AAAAAAAAAOk/enYMiWzSkI0/s1600-h/IMG_9838.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_aU8C8uQI/AAAAAAAAAOk/enYMiWzSkI0/s320/IMG_9838.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152076551985871106" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_aesC8uRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BjFwjczyGwc/s1600-h/IMG_9918.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_aesC8uRI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BjFwjczyGwc/s320/IMG_9918.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152076719489595666" /></a><br /><br />We had a great time at my mom's for Christmas this year. Will had fun helping his Grammy open his presents from him.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_bk8C8uSI/AAAAAAAAAO0/pKDYOQKtdAE/s1600-h/IMG_9925.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_bk8C8uSI/AAAAAAAAAO0/pKDYOQKtdAE/s320/IMG_9925.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152077926375405858" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_dFMC8uUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QffVc63zQl4/s1600-h/IMG_9975.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_dFMC8uUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/QffVc63zQl4/s320/IMG_9975.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152079579937814850" /></a><br /><br />I think Will had about a dozen cookies at my dad's house! He also loved his 4 wheeler that his Grandpa Penny got him! It was so funny to see him ride on it for the first time. He pushes a button to make it go but, every time he would push it he would look behind him to see who was making it go.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_hQMC8uVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/upskv9FxLYY/s1600-h/IMG_0054.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_hQMC8uVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/upskv9FxLYY/s320/IMG_0054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152084166962886994" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_h08C8uWI/AAAAAAAAAPU/lyUA_VCY6gw/s1600-h/IMG_0266.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_h08C8uWI/AAAAAAAAAPU/lyUA_VCY6gw/s320/IMG_0266.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152084798323079522" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_h98C8uXI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Qe68kR-C88o/s1600-h/IMG_0275.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_h98C8uXI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Qe68kR-C88o/s320/IMG_0275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152084952941902194" /></a><br /><br />Christmas with Corey's family was really nice this year. The boys had so much fun playing together. Will loved all his "choo's, choo's" and his "car" that Nana and Papa got for him.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_iicC8uYI/AAAAAAAAAPk/EbRZrf5rEfM/s1600-h/IMG_0285.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_iicC8uYI/AAAAAAAAAPk/EbRZrf5rEfM/s320/IMG_0285.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152085580007127426" /></a><br /><br />So Santa may have went a little overboard this year on Will. He got his very own big boy room! Santa's helpers had a lot of fun helping him with this project.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_oEsC8uaI/AAAAAAAAAP0/NDGlxlBJojs/s1600-h/IMG_0325.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_oEsC8uaI/AAAAAAAAAP0/NDGlxlBJojs/s320/IMG_0325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152091665975785890" /></a><br /><br />Santa put all of Will's toys under his tree in his new room. It was fun playing in there all morning.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_nosC8uZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xQv5i1aAGH4/s1600-h/IMG_0311.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_nosC8uZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xQv5i1aAGH4/s320/IMG_0311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152091184939448722" /></a><br /><br />We read this monkey book all day long to Will. We finally hid it for awhile so that he would play with his toys. It made his mom, the teacher really proud! : )<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_oaMC8ubI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Upq7msx_mMc/s1600-h/IMG_0393.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R3_oaMC8ubI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Upq7msx_mMc/s320/IMG_0393.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152092035342973362" /></a><br /><br />He also loved his "bubbles" (fish) that we gave him. I wish I had time to put the video on of him playing with it. He just laid in front of it and kicked his legs and pointed to each of the fish as they passed by. <br /><br />As you can see we had a wonderful holiday. Sorry for so many pictures but I haven't blogged in so long that there was a lot to catch up on. Happy New Year everyone!Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-73839179940627556172007-12-13T19:28:00.000-05:002007-12-13T20:00:16.349-05:00Happy Holidays!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HUTcC8uNI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bIVCJmgEghM/s1600-h/IMG_9738_2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HUTcC8uNI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bIVCJmgEghM/s320/IMG_9738_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143625679844980946" /></a><br /><br />We are really enjoying this holiday season! I am finally feeling better and starting to get excited about this new baby. We are working on Will taking just one nap a day instead of two and Corey is busy decorating Will's big-boy room he is getting for Christmas. <br /><br />Will has learned how to climb the ladder. We looked over and he was already up 2 steps!! You may be noticing our tree looks a little odd. We usually cut one down from a Christmas tree farm but this year we had them dig one up for us that we can plant in our back yard after Christmas. It has been an adventure figuring out how to cover it and keep it watered!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HQ8sC8uFI/AAAAAAAAANM/Eojmzp7lHuE/s1600-h/IMG_9654.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HQ8sC8uFI/AAAAAAAAANM/Eojmzp7lHuE/s320/IMG_9654.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143621990468073554" /></a> <br /><br />Corey let him go to the top of the ladder to help decorate the tree.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HRTsC8uGI/AAAAAAAAANU/4aYfPByGBkw/s1600-h/IMG_9673.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HRTsC8uGI/AAAAAAAAANU/4aYfPByGBkw/s320/IMG_9673.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143622385605064802" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HR2sC8uHI/AAAAAAAAANc/kjpe8CDF_io/s1600-h/IMG_9677.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HR2sC8uHI/AAAAAAAAANc/kjpe8CDF_io/s320/IMG_9677.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143622986900486258" /></a><br /><br />It's official, no more squeezing into my normal pants. The doctor said that I had a growth spurt this month! I would have to agree!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HSAcC8uII/AAAAAAAAANk/ceICJRX2pIY/s1600-h/IMG_9684.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HSAcC8uII/AAAAAAAAANk/ceICJRX2pIY/s320/IMG_9684.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143623154404210818" /></a><br /><br />We forgot to put the angel on the tree the day we decorated so we had to do it later.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HSXsC8uJI/AAAAAAAAANs/MzoyjoumXlo/s1600-h/IMG_9687.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HSXsC8uJI/AAAAAAAAANs/MzoyjoumXlo/s320/IMG_9687.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143623553836169362" /></a><br /><br />We were trying to get a cute Christmas picture with Will's little tree that has his ornaments on it. He kept pulling them off. His favorite is his pacy ornament from last year. It is his first pacy that I wrote the year on.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HSpcC8uKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mYkjkNV3GtQ/s1600-h/IMG_9710.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HSpcC8uKI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mYkjkNV3GtQ/s320/IMG_9710.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143623858778847394" /></a><br /><br />He loves the the song <span style="font-style:italic;">Up On The Housetop</span>. We were singing it for him while he danced and said "Ho, Ho, Ho".<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HTWcC8uLI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UvsqVrSs9GY/s1600-h/IMG_9744.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HTWcC8uLI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UvsqVrSs9GY/s320/IMG_9744.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143624631872960690" /></a><br /><br />Silly Will!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HUG8C8uMI/AAAAAAAAAOE/yaLmX8YTTQA/s1600-h/IMG_9746.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R2HUG8C8uMI/AAAAAAAAAOE/yaLmX8YTTQA/s320/IMG_9746.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143625465096616130" /></a>Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-77353572384604778762007-12-03T11:08:00.000-05:002007-12-03T11:38:57.996-05:00Happy Birthday Granddaddy and Granny!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R1QvrHIr6wI/AAAAAAAAAME/2EHFdeJGrF4/s1600-R/IMG_9579.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R1QvrHIr6wI/AAAAAAAAAME/jzA_Wk3UQTs/s320/IMG_9579.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139785492432939778" /></a><br /><br />This past weekend Corey's mom's side of the family got together to celebrate Granddaddy & Granny's 70th birthdays. They are both such precious people that love all of their kids, grandkids and great-grandkids so much. Anytime that you are visiting there house you are guaranteed to not be alone. It is a house filled with joy and laughter from the children that pass through on any given day. <br /><br />Holidays are a lot of fun there for many reasons. One is because Corey's Uncle Benny is a children's minister and enjoys doing clown shows on the side. He always has some kind of funny show prepared for us at Christmas that usually includes a costume, possibly animals and maybe even a guitar. It is always so funny! And if you can image there are 9 "little kids" running around sneaking cookies, opening presents and taking turns sitting with Granny. It is a day that we all look forward to every year.<br /><br />Here are a few pictures of the family this past Saturday. They love to play outside at Granny's because there are so many toys it is like being at a park. I was sad that I could not be there this time because of lingering morning sickness but I am looking forward to trying to make the trip in a few weeks for Christmas. Hope you enjoy the pictures!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R1Qv2nIr6xI/AAAAAAAAAMM/cWTM3zsIBaQ/s1600-R/IMG_9575.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R1Qv2nIr6xI/AAAAAAAAAMM/JYjFTbvv_oI/s320/IMG_9575.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139785690001435410" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R1QwE3Ir6yI/AAAAAAAAAMU/a4tIDjh-p1w/s1600-R/IMG_9519.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R1QwE3Ir6yI/AAAAAAAAAMU/5qxeEVKdN5w/s320/IMG_9519.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139785934814571298" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R1QwRXIr6zI/AAAAAAAAAMc/X4uGrdIIoZQ/s1600-R/IMG_9652.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R1QwRXIr6zI/AAAAAAAAAMc/J9mYOWV4pu8/s320/IMG_9652.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139786149562936114" /></a><br />Got static!! I had to add this picture. Will loved jumping on the trampoline.Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-89571379830726730002007-11-29T11:54:00.000-05:002007-11-29T12:18:22.855-05:00Happy Late Thanksgiving... The Stomach Bug Strikes again!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R07xd4NvweI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eki3coI3Fqw/s1600-h/21706082.thb.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/R07xd4NvweI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eki3coI3Fqw/s320/21706082.thb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138309720484856290" /></a><br />Since it has been exactly a week since Thanksgiving I thought it was about time to wish everyone a good one. I can't seem to catch up on my blog. Maybe one day! <br /><br />We were exited and prepared to visit the Trevathan family in Tennessee on Thanksgiving day. I was not feeling the best Wednesday night at church but thought that it was my normal morning sickness that always seems worse at night. Around 10pm Wednesday night everything changed. Corey got really sick and then I followed him a few hours later. We were up all night. Thank goodness Will slept through the night! About 8am we decided to get in touch with my doctor who said that we should both head to the hospital. Corey to the ER and myself to Labor & Delivery. Praise the Lord for Mark and Debbie because we would not have made it without them. Debbie came and got Will for us and Mark took us to Crestwood. We ended up spending the whole day there. We both felt so bad for Mark & Debbie who not only missed Thanksgiving but had to babysit us all. Mark's Thanksgiving meal was crackers, Cheetos, & M&M's... that was for the whole day! The blessing was that no one else seemed to catch it including Will. We were so thankful!<br /><br />We spent most of the weekend resting with exception to one very short shopping trip on Friday... nothing could keep me from such a good deal on a new washer & dryer. This is our Christmas gift to each other. We must be getting old to be excited about such a thing. Although, I am not sure Corey is as excited as I am! Then on Saturday we had fun cheering on our Auburn Tigers. War Eagle! We really enjoyed watching the game with Corey's family. <br /><br />We had all planned to visit the Trevathan family on Sunday since we missed them Thursday. I had a change of plans when I woke up not feeling the best that morning. Dr. Conrad, my obgyn, saw me at church that morning and told me that it would be very easy to relapse and get sick again. I had no idea that you could relapse from something like that! So I spent the day resting while the rest of the crew went for a visit. I am still waiting for turkey and dressing... does anyone have any leftovers???Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-76648526423167870262007-11-14T11:52:00.000-05:002007-11-14T12:33:48.811-05:00Growing Up!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RzsvJoWLWyI/AAAAAAAAALM/3gajodwb33E/s1600-h/IMG_8556.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RzsvJoWLWyI/AAAAAAAAALM/3gajodwb33E/s320/IMG_8556.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132748042814577442" /></a><br />My little boy is growing up a little more everyday. I told Corey that other night that I was going to put our baby to bed and it hit me at that moment that he is not a baby anymore. While he will always be "my baby" he sure doesn't resemble the little wrinkled boy curled up in a blanket that he used to be. <br /><br />Corey and I both agreed that Will was showing some of the traditional signs of being an only child that stays home with mommy all day, like not knowing how to interact with other kids, hitting, not sharing and not using very many words. Last week his cousin Jaxon stayed the week with Corey's mom, aka Nana. So, we decided to take advantage of having another little friend down the road and went for a visit everyday. I know that it probably wore Nana out having two little boys run around her house all week but, it really did a world of good for Will. He learned the word No, which his loves to say. His very first phrase was No, Mommy! (Got to love that!) Jaxon, also taught him lots of other words and most importantly how to share a little and that hitting is not nice. <br /><br />So, hears to growing up and learning new things everyday. It is fun watching him change a little bit every week. It is a journey that we would not trade for anything! Here are a few more pictures that we took last month when it was still warm and Jason was in town. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RzsvWoWLWzI/AAAAAAAAALU/1vN49zSdLTo/s1600-h/IMG_8573.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RzsvWoWLWzI/AAAAAAAAALU/1vN49zSdLTo/s320/IMG_8573.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132748266152876850" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/Rzsv0oWLW1I/AAAAAAAAALk/qnlMwScgwqk/s1600-h/IMG_8626.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/Rzsv0oWLW1I/AAAAAAAAALk/qnlMwScgwqk/s320/IMG_8626.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132748781548952402" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/Rzsv8IWLW2I/AAAAAAAAALs/5Ab0goVnyjM/s1600-h/IMG_8684.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/Rzsv8IWLW2I/AAAAAAAAALs/5Ab0goVnyjM/s320/IMG_8684.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132748910397971298" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RzswGoWLW3I/AAAAAAAAAL0/a8m-ZWUlZGY/s1600-h/IMG_8713.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RzswGoWLW3I/AAAAAAAAAL0/a8m-ZWUlZGY/s320/IMG_8713.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132749090786597746" /></a>Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23176590.post-89605698848823959662007-10-27T21:33:00.000-04:002007-10-27T22:44:21.701-04:00The Lost MonthAs this month comes to a close I realized that so much has happened that I have missed sharing with you. So here is my attempt to catch up a little. This is kind of long so you might want to check back later if you don't have a lot of time. <br /><br />The last weekend of September (yes, I realize that I am breaking the rules a little since it is technically not part of this month) we took a trip to Gatlinburg to check out the condo's that we are staying in for Winterfest this year. They are really nice and even a little fancy. If you are a huddle leader you should really consider going this year! We took Corey's parents with us on this trip and my mom and Joe (my step-dad) and his parents were already there for their vacation. We had fun spending time with all of our family and shopping a little. Here are a few pictures from the trip.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyPrN-3WRiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RVuztXCDRh0/s1600-h/IMG_9113.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyPrN-3WRiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RVuztXCDRh0/s320/IMG_9113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126199426323727906" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyPrgO3WRjI/AAAAAAAAAKU/oqw7jz_qtoI/s1600-h/IMG_9173.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyPrgO3WRjI/AAAAAAAAAKU/oqw7jz_qtoI/s320/IMG_9173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126199739856340530" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyPrr-3WRkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/lfLJRnYWBUg/s1600-h/IMG_9144.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyPrr-3WRkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/lfLJRnYWBUg/s320/IMG_9144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126199941719803458" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyPr2O3WRlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/tOcvJIrZUYc/s1600-h/IMG_9157.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyPr2O3WRlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/tOcvJIrZUYc/s320/IMG_9157.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126200117813462610" /></a><br /><br />When we got home from Gatlinburg we quickly unpacked and got ready to go to a conference called Catalyst in Atlanta, GA. I don't have any pictures from the trip but I must say that it was a highlight from this month. They had the most dynamic speakers such as, Rick Warren who wrote <span style="font-style:italic;">The Purpose Driven Life</span>, Dave Ramsey who has transformed our financial future over the past 8 years, Andy Stanley, Erwin McManus and so many others. The theme of the conference was Reverb which focused on the impact of our influence to all those around us. The question was "What will you do?" It was awesome and just what I needed to get refocused again. It was also great to have dinner with Taylor and Tori while we were there. We miss you guys so much!<br /><br />The next weekend (10/13) we got that terrible call that you never want to get... "He's gone, he had a heart attack". Corey's Uncle Wayne who was a mere 49 had a heart attack and left this world early that Saturday morning. We were so shocked and heartbroken. He was a quiet man, kind, and gentle. He always had an encouraging word to share and loved his family and his Lord with all of his heart. He cared for anyone in need I learned at his funeral. He was the kind of man that would stop for anyone on the side of the road no matter how scary you looked. He helped all of those that this world considers the least of these. It was standing room only at the funeral and you could tell by looking around the room that he loved all walks of life. He lived to serve and find Jesus in everyone he met. We really miss you Uncle Wayne. I wish we had a picture to share... maybe later.<br /><br />Last weekend, Corey went to the Junior High Retreat. They had so much fun! I wish I could have went but my morning sickness was in full swing so I didn't think we should try to make the trip. We are sad we missed it. <br /><br />So that brings us to this weekend. We took Will to the doctor yesterday and found out that he has ear infection is both ears. No fun! We haven't slept hardly any this week. I went to my cardio doctor later that afternoon. I have a small leak in my aortic valve that I already new about and is no big deal right now. Dr. Conrad, my obgyn, encouraged me to get things checked out because my heart has been racing the past couple of weeks and I have had chest tightness and pain. Dr. Smith, my cardio doc., decided to have me wear a monitor for the next 30 days that will allow me to record each of the episodes that I may have. Will thinks it is very interesting that I have cords handing out of my clothes and he keeps wanting to play with that little black box clipped on my pants. It could be a long month! : )<br /><br />Today we went to Tate Farms and had fun taking some pictures. It was freezing cold so we didn't stay long, remember we have ear infections. Here are a few pictures from the morning.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyPzxO3WRmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/sB50LISKE3o/s1600-h/IMG_9235.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyPzxO3WRmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/sB50LISKE3o/s320/IMG_9235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126208828007138914" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyPz7-3WRnI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Fk8ZF6YqHns/s1600-h/IMG_9208.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyPz7-3WRnI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Fk8ZF6YqHns/s320/IMG_9208.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126209012690732658" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyP0IO3WRoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/yVR1TTh8TCU/s1600-h/IMG_9247.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyP0IO3WRoI/AAAAAAAAAK8/yVR1TTh8TCU/s320/IMG_9247.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126209223144130178" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyP0SO3WRpI/AAAAAAAAALE/dM-MLrie0YM/s1600-h/IMG_9279.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FjI97xaCfH4/RyP0SO3WRpI/AAAAAAAAALE/dM-MLrie0YM/s320/IMG_9279.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126209394942822034" /></a>Alishahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07675732845773419705noreply@blogger.com6