<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:22:23.497-05:00</updated><category term='WRITTERS WORKSHOP'/><category term='GRANDPARENTS'/><category term='clunene kids'/><category term='HOMESCHOOLING'/><category term='BOYS WILL B BOYS'/><category term='KIDS UPDATES'/><category term='HEALTH STUFF'/><category term='FARM STUFF'/><category term='ANIMALS'/><category term='THANKS LORD'/><category term='COLLYN AND HIS EYES'/><category term='BIRHTDAY'/><category term='Michigan'/><category term='loss'/><category term='Collyns Doc Appointment'/><category term='SENIOR PICS'/><category term='FAMILY'/><category term='I HEART FACES'/><category term='HAPPY HOMEMAKER MONDAY'/><category term='MILITARY'/><category term='Christian Views'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='DOWN DAYS'/><category term='Color Splash Sunday'/><category term='AUSTYNNIZIMS'/><category term='QUICK NOTE'/><category term='Christian Values'/><category term='kid pictures'/><category term='JUST A NOTE'/><category term='LANDSCAPES'/><category term='GIRL TALES'/><category term='SHOULD YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT'/><category term='Thanks Family'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='FUN FUN FUN'/><category term='SOCCER'/><category term='LIFE'/><category term='HOLIDAYS'/><category term='DOES IT EVER END?'/><category term='DADDY AND KIDS'/><category term='FOOD.'/><category term='kids'/><title type='text'>Faith Like Children</title><subtitle type='html'>Faith Like Children are about my 2 kids, Husband and Our Life on a Dairy Farm.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>124</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-5475065294421795070</id><published>2011-04-10T23:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T23:27:18.927-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CUTeNESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good Evening!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEAUTIFUL DAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVING LIFE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLLUqYRHyWE/TaJv8sx3i4I/AAAAAAAAA-E/txbPUbkVOTY/s1600/2011%2B04%2B10_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLLUqYRHyWE/TaJv8sx3i4I/AAAAAAAAA-E/txbPUbkVOTY/s400/2011%2B04%2B10_0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594156775750732674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was a great day! Never thought I would see 80 degree weather again. I am suppose to be writting about my second honeymoon. I just can not get it out the way I want. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I am going to start here and Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Farmers Princess got to spend time with her favorite cousins this weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;She just LOVES THEM, Can you tell?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;So much stuff going on it is unbelieveable. We had our first Ayrshire calf born here while we were gone on vacation. I will post a few pictures. She is so beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Farm is picking up. We shipped 2700 pounds of milk for our first time. SO EXCITING FOR US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kids are getting so big and so SMART! They say so much and Collyn has picked up so much in the last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please be praying. Austynn is going for a VCG on Wednesday. She has had 9 UTI's now and only 5 years old. We need to the bottom of this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;We now have the medical card after fighting for 5 years for it. Collyn will be getting his eyes fixed again. I am so excited. He needs them done again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will try my best to get back on here and type up somemore..Maybe I will be the type to slowly talk about the 2nd Honeymoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-5475065294421795070?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5475065294421795070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2011/04/cuteness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5475065294421795070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5475065294421795070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2011/04/cuteness.html' title='CUTeNESS'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLLUqYRHyWE/TaJv8sx3i4I/AAAAAAAAA-E/txbPUbkVOTY/s72-c/2011%2B04%2B10_0025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-3045451250053910291</id><published>2011-03-23T22:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T23:33:27.239-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation? Honeymoon II ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NizH7mtgC8o/TYqyAj4uQYI/AAAAAAAAA98/VQucDyjxOr8/s1600/2011%2B03%2B19_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes this is what The Farmer and I saw this past week. Been 11 years since our last vacation and that was our honeymoon~! :) We took a cruise to Cozumel, Mexico! Boy was it great. So much to do to get ready though. Had to have people lined up for kids and cows. The big question asked was: Is it going to be hard to leave your kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qavy2UlIk3Y/TYqyAJFseiI/AAAAAAAAA90/Oa7-J8G2JOw/s1600/2011%2B03%2B20_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qavy2UlIk3Y/TYqyAJFseiI/AAAAAAAAA90/Oa7-J8G2JOw/s400/2011%2B03%2B20_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587474003216071202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Umm!! Let me think! NO! LOL. I did start to miss them but it was harder leaving all of our cows (girls) in someone elses hands. That is our Money (not that it makes us rich).&lt;br /&gt;There was a MOON PARTY on Saturday! I took this at 3am..Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;My hubby did things with me I never imagined him to do. He said he would take a dance lesson with me. We probably only danced like 3 times in 11 years. So that was a BIG Step for him. We did a country line dance class on the ship. He was GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to spend alot of time. I want to go into detail about:&lt;br /&gt;The airport harassment I got.&lt;br /&gt;The Snorkeling that the HUBBY did. FREAKS ME OUT! LOL&lt;br /&gt;The lovely Towels that are folded so great.&lt;br /&gt;How I felt like a QUEEN!&lt;br /&gt;I would suggest to anyone to take a cruise. I LOVED IT! I sure did miss the kids though. We got home early by surprise and this is the smiles we got!&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gyHdy-YE7HU/TYqyABguv9I/AAAAAAAAA9s/EqHH7Y_l2Aw/s1600/2011%2B03%2B21_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gyHdy-YE7HU/TYqyABguv9I/AAAAAAAAA9s/EqHH7Y_l2Aw/s400/2011%2B03%2B21_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587474001181982674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A formal picture that cost an arm and leg to buy. We only got one of the million they took.&lt;br /&gt;If they would cheapen the price I think they would sell TONS more! 22 bucks for this 8x10. They are crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vyCalztPxwk/TYqx_63f-VI/AAAAAAAAA9k/LjYQINwkHHE/s1600/2011%2B03%2B23_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vyCalztPxwk/TYqx_63f-VI/AAAAAAAAA9k/LjYQINwkHHE/s400/2011%2B03%2B23_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587473999398435154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I leave with this for now. I will go into detail about what happen and me now making bombs according to AL airport, and being treated so horrible. Funny but not so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-3045451250053910291?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3045451250053910291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2011/03/vacation-honeymoon-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3045451250053910291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3045451250053910291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2011/03/vacation-honeymoon-ii.html' title='Vacation? Honeymoon II ?'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qavy2UlIk3Y/TYqyAJFseiI/AAAAAAAAA90/Oa7-J8G2JOw/s72-c/2011%2B03%2B20_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-1461727727367194398</id><published>2011-03-17T01:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T01:45:06.197-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>11 years ago!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6da3hCEMPq8/TYGdZgpt9cI/AAAAAAAAA9c/hXyTVwFdWzw/s1600/Cozumel.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6da3hCEMPq8/TYGdZgpt9cI/AAAAAAAAA9c/hXyTVwFdWzw/s400/Cozumel.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584918074503329218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting ready to leave. 1/2 hour from now we will be on the road to the airport. So excited.&lt;br /&gt;Shane and I have been through alot the last few years. To hard to explain. But I can say we have been married for 11 years now and that was the last time we went on a vacation together. So here we are going on a cruise. LOVE IT! CANT WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;We are going to reconnect. That is what he says ;) tee hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UgQIPPiLy94/TYGdZWBa24I/AAAAAAAAA9U/H4whdkrkEV0/s1600/cozumel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UgQIPPiLy94/TYGdZWBa24I/AAAAAAAAA9U/H4whdkrkEV0/s400/cozumel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584918071649950594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not wait to see palm trees. All the animals around. Spend the time out in the open ocean with my Hubby! SO WONDERFUL! I love him more today than yesterday! I feel like we have been remarried and more. Things are great.&lt;br /&gt;WE still have our moments but let me tell you....WAY Better than what they were 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MaMR6y5Wmf8/TYGdZKZ1wEI/AAAAAAAAA9M/1cO-EUqp6v8/s1600/carnival-elation-last-chance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 111px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MaMR6y5Wmf8/TYGdZKZ1wEI/AAAAAAAAA9M/1cO-EUqp6v8/s400/carnival-elation-last-chance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584918068531150914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is our ship we will be cruising on. :) Pray for us. This is the first time away from Kids more than like 2 days and away from all our girls (COWS). Hard to leave them to other people. It seems that it has taken 5 people to fill the shoes of Shane and I on our dairy farm. :) WE love everything the LORD has given us. Check back in about aweek and I just might have some lovely pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-1461727727367194398?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/1461727727367194398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-are-getting-ready-to-leave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1461727727367194398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1461727727367194398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-are-getting-ready-to-leave.html' title='11 years ago!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6da3hCEMPq8/TYGdZgpt9cI/AAAAAAAAA9c/hXyTVwFdWzw/s72-c/Cozumel.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7476234145942416634</id><published>2011-03-10T21:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T21:47:33.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-reN40xxtTqk/TXmJqJkLiRI/AAAAAAAAA9E/gyuIcoeD_Gw/s1600/2011%2B03%2B06_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-reN40xxtTqk/TXmJqJkLiRI/AAAAAAAAA9E/gyuIcoeD_Gw/s400/2011%2B03%2B06_0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582644570317621522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our cutiest newest edition. Born 3-7-11. We only have 5 on bottles. I say only because that is alot for us. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Today was a better day. Thanks for all the prayers. Sometimes I think it would be easier to work off the farm. But days are hard as a farmer of any sort. I cant not wait for the nice weather to come again. Nothing like another Winter Weather Advisory. :( Maybe if it snows much I will take a few pictures for all the lucky ones that are not going to get the snow. :) We have had 15 heifer calves out of the last 18 since Nov. I CALL THAT A BLESSING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something My Hubby and I do for down time...is play COD.. Black Ops on xbox360. Let me tell you, I get a hard time because I am a "GIRL".&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like quality time on the couch with the Hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none;" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7476234145942416634?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7476234145942416634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2011/03/babies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7476234145942416634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7476234145942416634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2011/03/babies.html' title='Babies'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-reN40xxtTqk/TXmJqJkLiRI/AAAAAAAAA9E/gyuIcoeD_Gw/s72-c/2011%2B03%2B06_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4353799126376196429</id><published>2011-03-09T14:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T14:23:13.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Views'/><title type='text'>The Roads to Cross!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not sure how it all happens. I know being a Christian is not an easy walk but sometimes I feels harder than before. Not sure why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know It is easy for people to make you feel worthless. In many ways. I am never right even when I am right. I am not worth more than $50 for my life. All of it...Not really sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder when It will end. Life is not easy and It probably will never make any sense. I know end times are near because of the news, the weather and just people and their attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not sure what all I can handle. I know It is not me. GOD knows what I can handle but sure does not feel that way. Because of my past, my opinion does not count in many ways. Because of my voice and the way I "Communicate" things  I am never understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like a slave in this world in more ways than anything. I don't get a "Thank You" From the ones I should. Some times I wonder if they even care. My opinion and how I feel don't count because I am ME and that is all that is out there. My job is to be a Mother, Wife, Farmer, Taxi, Teacher, Maid, Cook, Doctor, and anything else you can think of. I don't have enough hours in my day to do EVERYTHING. I am getting consumed in everything and I am suppose to be a "Child of GOD" amongst all this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOW DO YOU DO THIS? I still don't know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4353799126376196429?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4353799126376196429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2011/03/roads-to-cross.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4353799126376196429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4353799126376196429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2011/03/roads-to-cross.html' title='The Roads to Cross!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-2437005198630554447</id><published>2011-03-07T16:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T16:31:36.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO ALL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It sure has been awhile. So much going on and I forget and let this pass me by. I need to start back up. I think it was good for me to write. I am going to make sure this is about LIFE on our FARM with OUR KIDS! It sure has been a blessing to see how the kids have changed through the year at the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will check back...and maybe do this after the kiddos go to bed everynight. Please Check back. I will update a pic of each of us. :)&lt;img style="border: 0pt none;" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-2437005198630554447?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2437005198630554447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2011/03/hello-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2437005198630554447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2437005198630554447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2011/03/hello-all.html' title='HELLO ALL!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7916178094763180951</id><published>2010-06-21T00:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T00:59:31.792-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>Celebrating Teens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TB7wDIgpX0I/AAAAAAAAA8c/mAj9UiJfwrE/s1600/2009-10-31+012_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TB7wDIgpX0I/AAAAAAAAA8c/mAj9UiJfwrE/s400/2009-10-31+012_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485085332798529346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entry for this week. One of my most fav pics that was taken at a senior photo shoot.!&lt;br /&gt;Stop by i heart faces to check out more Teens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://new.iheartfaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7916178094763180951?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7916178094763180951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/06/celebrating-teens.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7916178094763180951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7916178094763180951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/06/celebrating-teens.html' title='Celebrating Teens'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TB7wDIgpX0I/AAAAAAAAA8c/mAj9UiJfwrE/s72-c/2009-10-31+012_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7229059865558355604</id><published>2010-06-15T22:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T22:26:54.975-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>"all about babies" i heart faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;Stop by to &lt;img src="http://new.iheartfaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/I_Heart_Faces_Photography_125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to see more  baby faces. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TBg08OVkEVI/AAAAAAAAA8U/y6CmRrO_M7Q/s1600/2010+06+12_0662+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TBg08OVkEVI/AAAAAAAAA8U/y6CmRrO_M7Q/s400/2010+06+12_0662+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483190755568914770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entry is from this past weekend. It was my first wedding I had taken and gotten paid for. ;) It was the most fun I had ever had. This is the Bride with her 5 month old baby girl. I loved this..i saw this moment from the other side of the room and had to capture it. :) It was such a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;I will post more wedding pictures or you can check them on the fan page for Treasured Times Photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none;" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7229059865558355604?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7229059865558355604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-about-babies-i-heart-faces.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7229059865558355604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7229059865558355604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-about-babies-i-heart-faces.html' title='&quot;all about babies&quot; i heart faces'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TBg08OVkEVI/AAAAAAAAA8U/y6CmRrO_M7Q/s72-c/2010+06+12_0662+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-2374232918728706036</id><published>2010-06-07T21:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:15:20.177-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>i hear faces "play"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://new.iheartfaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entry for This weeks Theme of "Play" Go over to i heart faces to see other People at Play :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TA2YZmgcPAI/AAAAAAAAA7s/rX7PLi2bB6k/s1600/2010+04+23_0206a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TA2YZmgcPAI/AAAAAAAAA7s/rX7PLi2bB6k/s400/2010+04+23_0206a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480203887180528642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-2374232918728706036?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2374232918728706036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-hear-faces-play.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2374232918728706036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2374232918728706036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-hear-faces-play.html' title='i hear faces &quot;play&quot;'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TA2YZmgcPAI/AAAAAAAAA7s/rX7PLi2bB6k/s72-c/2010+04+23_0206a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-5978600523551038973</id><published>2010-06-06T21:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:21:18.452-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color Splash Sunday'/><title type='text'>Your Choice Color Splash</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://purple-hippie.blogspot.com/p/color-splash-sunday.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y293/prin367cess/colorsplashsunday.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TAxHYcOwirI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Dqo3w1xptbU/s400/2010+03+03_4493+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479833331823577778" border="0" /&gt;Here is my entry for the color splash.  Not sure if I am doing this right Or what I need to add. Please help me out. I love photography and this is a picture I did of my daughter for Easter. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-5978600523551038973?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5978600523551038973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/06/here-is-my-entry-for-color-splash.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5978600523551038973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5978600523551038973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/06/here-is-my-entry-for-color-splash.html' title='Your Choice Color Splash'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TAxHYcOwirI/AAAAAAAAA7k/Dqo3w1xptbU/s72-c/2010+03+03_4493+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-6358074462206342856</id><published>2010-06-04T00:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T00:21:58.680-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><title type='text'>Just a Little Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TAh99v6bjNI/AAAAAAAAA7U/E6mbVqbz0sM/s1600/m_b715af9c127e4cdb88a1738e15fb04fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TAh99v6bjNI/AAAAAAAAA7U/E6mbVqbz0sM/s400/m_b715af9c127e4cdb88a1738e15fb04fb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478767446483242194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TAh99kztqlI/AAAAAAAAA7M/c15SK6yqhB0/s1600/funneral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TAh99kztqlI/AAAAAAAAA7M/c15SK6yqhB0/s400/funneral.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478767443502279250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TAh99fxte1I/AAAAAAAAA7E/yBI3M3vT8xE/s1600/29514_399805337977_742147977_4173085_6803819_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TAh99fxte1I/AAAAAAAAA7E/yBI3M3vT8xE/s400/29514_399805337977_742147977_4173085_6803819_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478767442151701330" border="0" /&gt;I love my sister and brother. Proud of you both!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TAh98yOS03I/AAAAAAAAA68/cR-eWFAeifc/s1600/9727_159925517977_742147977_2682092_3901425_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TAh98yOS03I/AAAAAAAAA68/cR-eWFAeifc/s400/9727_159925517977_742147977_2682092_3901425_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478767429923558258" border="0" /&gt;My sister honoring our my mom and dad with the flag.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TAh98Wn1cRI/AAAAAAAAA60/70yy9xBTPuk/s1600/m_5ed3427803455bc2a51e257221ef12e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 114px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TAh98Wn1cRI/AAAAAAAAA60/70yy9xBTPuk/s400/m_5ed3427803455bc2a51e257221ef12e4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478767422514491666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been awhile once again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just wanted to stop by. I have been so weird about so much going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today 4 years ago. I lost my Little but Bigger brother. It is hard to believe and I have his memories but they are not always good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't feel like I can go to sleep because This is what I think of. I stay so busy during the day that I don't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;June 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2006 was the accident.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;June 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2006 was the day the pulled him off of life support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Does it ever get better?&lt;br /&gt;How come this is year 4 and it seems the worse for me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have not been able to even call my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;counselor&lt;/span&gt; because it is just hard to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will keep praying GOD can only help me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-6358074462206342856?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/6358074462206342856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-little-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/6358074462206342856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/6358074462206342856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-little-post.html' title='Just a Little Post'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/TAh99v6bjNI/AAAAAAAAA7U/E6mbVqbz0sM/s72-c/m_b715af9c127e4cdb88a1738e15fb04fb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-2857373837381123409</id><published>2010-05-25T22:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:54:07.207-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>week 21 "Yellow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S_yCwcImwGI/AAAAAAAAA6s/es0rjO-7QZg/s1600/4-12-09DDd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S_yCwcImwGI/AAAAAAAAA6s/es0rjO-7QZg/s400/4-12-09DDd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475395015673299042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My entry for "yellow and Faces"&lt;br /&gt;Float on over to i heart faces to see more bright pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://new.iheartfaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-2857373837381123409?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2857373837381123409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/05/week-21-yellow.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2857373837381123409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2857373837381123409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/05/week-21-yellow.html' title='week 21 &quot;Yellow&quot;'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S_yCwcImwGI/AAAAAAAAA6s/es0rjO-7QZg/s72-c/4-12-09DDd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-2094307396100744490</id><published>2010-05-17T00:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:32:46.084-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>Week 20 "Faces &amp; Flowers"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S_DFnPR0-zI/AAAAAAAAA6U/8bnqcYagefQ/s1600/P60901862CW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S_DFnPR0-zI/AAAAAAAAA6U/8bnqcYagefQ/s400/P60901862CW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472090825162029874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Face and Flower for this weeks Photo Challenge.&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite pictures of our Daughter.&lt;br /&gt;Fly over to:&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;You can see many more Faces and Flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-2094307396100744490?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2094307396100744490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/05/week-20-faces-flowers.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2094307396100744490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2094307396100744490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/05/week-20-faces-flowers.html' title='Week 20 &quot;Faces &amp; Flowers&quot;'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S_DFnPR0-zI/AAAAAAAAA6U/8bnqcYagefQ/s72-c/P60901862CW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-1245395482247052955</id><published>2010-05-11T09:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T10:08:16.382-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><title type='text'>PUPPIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S-lkxSCPvRI/AAAAAAAAA6E/5VBH4XnoGtI/s1600/2010+05+10_0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S-lkxSCPvRI/AAAAAAAAA6E/5VBH4XnoGtI/s400/2010+05+10_0639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470014020235803922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S-lkwzlIRXI/AAAAAAAAA58/7CohBk9Ym4Y/s1600/2010+05+10_0593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S-lkwzlIRXI/AAAAAAAAA58/7CohBk9Ym4Y/s400/2010+05+10_0593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470014012060616050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S-lkwWYjnxI/AAAAAAAAA50/mk1h-X0wH4o/s1600/2010+05+11_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S-lkwWYjnxI/AAAAAAAAA50/mk1h-X0wH4o/s400/2010+05+11_0625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470014004223254290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We have 9 new pups. They are so cute. the mommy is Golden Retriever and German Sheppard. the daddy is German Sheppard. They sure are cuties. I don't believe she had 9 WOW!&lt;img style="border: 0pt none;" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-1245395482247052955?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/1245395482247052955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/05/puppies.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1245395482247052955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1245395482247052955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/05/puppies.html' title='PUPPIES'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S-lkxSCPvRI/AAAAAAAAA6E/5VBH4XnoGtI/s72-c/2010+05+10_0639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4697248544701064221</id><published>2010-05-10T15:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:27:17.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i heart faces "MOMS"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S-hcwCXCyPI/AAAAAAAAA5s/N00BCellziQ/s1600/2008-10-05+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S-hcwCXCyPI/AAAAAAAAA5s/N00BCellziQ/s400/2008-10-05+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469723727778466034" border="0" /&gt;My entry for this week. NOTHING FANCY! But this makes me smile for so many reasons. This is my MOTHER IN LAW(after defeating a bout of breast cancer. Riding home on the back of our 4 wheeler. My husband driving and then our daughter on the front. This is a big smile to me. :) LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop by I heart faces to see more "MOMS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4697248544701064221?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4697248544701064221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-heart-faces-moms.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4697248544701064221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4697248544701064221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-heart-faces-moms.html' title='i heart faces &quot;MOMS&quot;'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S-hcwCXCyPI/AAAAAAAAA5s/N00BCellziQ/s72-c/2008-10-05+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-305320030609548926</id><published>2010-04-27T14:12:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T16:19:59.897-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>week 17 "smiles"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S9cuagm3MgI/AAAAAAAAA5k/g3NXpBenGyY/s1600/easter+tractor3+4-12-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S9cuagm3MgI/AAAAAAAAA5k/g3NXpBenGyY/s400/easter+tractor3+4-12-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464887705801798146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entry for "Smiles". She has a cheesy smile but at the same time it is The Farmers Princess. Can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;Dress+Tractor= Farmers Princess. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Stop over to i heart faces to see more Smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;center--&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-305320030609548926?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/305320030609548926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/305320030609548926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/305320030609548926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='week 17 &quot;smiles&quot;'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S9cuagm3MgI/AAAAAAAAA5k/g3NXpBenGyY/s72-c/easter+tractor3+4-12-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7209368958523381061</id><published>2010-04-22T08:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T10:25:12.916-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE'/><title type='text'>Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S9BGFWv7oyI/AAAAAAAAA30/mHKdoOmWA_4/s1600/2010+04+21_0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S9BGFWv7oyI/AAAAAAAAA30/mHKdoOmWA_4/s400/2010+04+21_0185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462943405820322594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Farmers Princess and her dog! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S9BGE-JC4QI/AAAAAAAAA3s/7UUnsY6QUKw/s1600/2010+04+21_0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S9BGE-JC4QI/AAAAAAAAA3s/7UUnsY6QUKw/s400/2010+04+21_0192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462943399214768386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S9BGEWGFMyI/AAAAAAAAA3k/6GZdoI2pVBQ/s1600/2010+04+21_0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S9BGEWGFMyI/AAAAAAAAA3k/6GZdoI2pVBQ/s400/2010+04+21_0188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462943388464919330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S9BGDnV00wI/AAAAAAAAA3c/ga1SomGHVzM/s1600/2010+04+21_0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S9BGDnV00wI/AAAAAAAAA3c/ga1SomGHVzM/s400/2010+04+21_0142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462943375914488578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S9BGC2MJ6QI/AAAAAAAAA3U/Oyqbz5Oijzo/s1600/2010+04+21_0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S9BGC2MJ6QI/AAAAAAAAA3U/Oyqbz5Oijzo/s400/2010+04+21_0159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462943362720590082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;High Point: The moments I spent with my Daughter and Son, Dancing and laughing as we played together. LOVE DAYS like that.&lt;br /&gt;Low Point: :( sadly I forgot to put flowers in the vase I got from The Farmers Princess. I just could not set my kids down. I loved hugging and holding them. Made me sad when I saw them wilted and hanging. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none;" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" align="left" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7209368958523381061?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7209368958523381061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/04/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7209368958523381061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7209368958523381061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/04/today.html' title='Today!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S9BGFWv7oyI/AAAAAAAAA30/mHKdoOmWA_4/s72-c/2010+04+21_0185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-5514022183586254557</id><published>2010-04-21T09:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T09:15:11.486-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE'/><title type='text'>New</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am going to see if I can do this.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I want to list on here my happy moment and my not so happy moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how to do this. I have to make this my habit to write here all the time. I want to and I mean to but seems hard to find the time. I have the time it seems but just maybe not the ambition to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things have been going on in my life. Not sure some days what way to turn.&lt;br /&gt;So many thing going on in this world don't know what to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is end times and our LORD and SAVIOR will be returning!&lt;br /&gt;Praise GOD for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how much more I can take here with all the stuff going on. I am trying to live my life the way Jesus wants me to, but man it is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a very bad NON &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;compassionate&lt;/span&gt; side to me!&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard time since I have grown feeling bad.&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;I use to have no problems with that.&lt;br /&gt;So I am praying that I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; that back.&lt;br /&gt;I am working on so much in my life that it is hard when I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Some days&lt;/span&gt; I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what to do or who to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;I know I have GOD, but sometimes it is nice to have a nice Girlfriend to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have not been a nice Girlfriend, but I am really trying to work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can get really mouthy, bossy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;manipulative&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Is that in my PAST?&lt;br /&gt;Where does IT come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That has been my biggest struggle dealing with life.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed for it and people say when you pray for Patients, You get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for my inner core, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;manipulative&lt;/span&gt; side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;controlling&lt;/span&gt; side, bossy, anger.&lt;br /&gt;All of them are linked together. That was like praying for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Patients&lt;/span&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am sorry for anything I have ever done. I am not going to hid what is going on  with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have UP days and really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; down days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;my down was- a feeling I often struggle with, friends.&lt;br /&gt;my up side- my kids were great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none;" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" align="left" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-5514022183586254557?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5514022183586254557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/04/new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5514022183586254557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5514022183586254557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/04/new.html' title='New'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-971327755977325953</id><published>2010-04-19T12:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T12:23:17.773-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>Week 16 "Collages"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S8yB3plOc0I/AAAAAAAAA3M/dsXxc56h_LM/s1600/CLUNEN+COLLAGE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S8yB3plOc0I/AAAAAAAAA3M/dsXxc56h_LM/s400/CLUNEN+COLLAGE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461883241148347202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entry for this weeks Collage Challenge&lt;br /&gt;Click&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;To see more creativity in the Collages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0pt none;" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" align="left" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-971327755977325953?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/971327755977325953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/04/week-16-collages.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/971327755977325953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/971327755977325953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/04/week-16-collages.html' title='Week 16 &quot;Collages&quot;'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S8yB3plOc0I/AAAAAAAAA3M/dsXxc56h_LM/s72-c/CLUNEN+COLLAGE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-3245446898472204389</id><published>2010-03-29T16:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T20:29:10.635-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>Week 13 "dramatic B&amp;W</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S7EKcfTQAyI/AAAAAAAAA3E/vRD7twPRHaA/s1600/P8050099+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454152108277236514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S7EKcfTQAyI/AAAAAAAAA3E/vRD7twPRHaA/s400/P8050099+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is one of my most cherished pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My son, Caveman, with our almost Son, Farm Hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Farm Hand as we call him was leaving for the Military.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was doing some photo shoots with him and Caveman was watching out the window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caveman Loves The Farm Hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was one of the last moments of them together for a 6month Time period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can see a couple other pics i took that day over &lt;a href="http://this%20is%20one%20of%20my%20most%20cherished%20pictures./"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go to i heart faces to see more dramtic in the B &amp;amp; W area!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-3245446898472204389?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3245446898472204389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-13-dramatic-b.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3245446898472204389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3245446898472204389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-13-dramatic-b.html' title='Week 13 &quot;dramatic B&amp;W'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S7EKcfTQAyI/AAAAAAAAA3E/vRD7twPRHaA/s72-c/P8050099+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7540403908648479943</id><published>2010-03-23T00:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:01:16.260-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clunene kids'/><title type='text'>week 12 Angles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S6hFs-Wvr8I/AAAAAAAAA2M/-haFvD8VVBA/s1600-h/P6290171+EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451683987886944194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S6hFs-Wvr8I/AAAAAAAAA2M/-haFvD8VVBA/s400/P6290171+EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture. The 4 of them are sibblings and laying up and down a slide. :) They had a blast at the photo shoot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shoot on over to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;for more angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7540403908648479943?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7540403908648479943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-12-angles.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7540403908648479943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7540403908648479943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-12-angles.html' title='week 12 Angles'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S6hFs-Wvr8I/AAAAAAAAA2M/-haFvD8VVBA/s72-c/P6290171+EDIT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-6488098124233609459</id><published>2010-03-15T23:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:59:30.444-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>WEEK 11 "BUNDLE UP"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S58AaMjHn_I/AAAAAAAAA2E/v1o7yXCRXs0/s1600-h/2009+12+31_1532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449074524186714098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S58AaMjHn_I/AAAAAAAAA2E/v1o7yXCRXs0/s400/2009+12+31_1532.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS IS CAVEMAN REALLY &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;EXPERIENCING&lt;/span&gt; THE SNOW FOR THE FIRST TIME. LIVING IN OHIO YOU WOULD THINK HE KNEW WHAT IT WAS WHEN I WAS PREGNANT WITH HIM. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. ONE OF MY FAVORITE PICS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHECK OUT MORE BUNDLE PICS OVER AT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-6488098124233609459?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/6488098124233609459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-11-bundle-up.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/6488098124233609459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/6488098124233609459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-11-bundle-up.html' title='WEEK 11 &quot;BUNDLE UP&quot;'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S58AaMjHn_I/AAAAAAAAA2E/v1o7yXCRXs0/s72-c/2009+12+31_1532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-3802331397943476357</id><published>2010-03-03T23:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:13:06.415-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid pictures'/><title type='text'>PICS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a couple pics I took today in my new little studio in my house. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I look forward to spending more time (and money LOL) in here. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S48zBbpRiDI/AAAAAAAAAzc/XSAEplXo3Gc/s1600-h/2010+03+03_4433+copy+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444626574207977522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S48zBbpRiDI/AAAAAAAAAzc/XSAEplXo3Gc/s320/2010+03+03_4433+copy+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S48zAwPgISI/AAAAAAAAAzU/ktOSyRCGc9s/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444626562557157666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S48zAwPgISI/AAAAAAAAAzU/ktOSyRCGc9s/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-3802331397943476357?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3802331397943476357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/03/pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3802331397943476357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3802331397943476357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/03/pics.html' title='PICS'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S48zBbpRiDI/AAAAAAAAAzc/XSAEplXo3Gc/s72-c/2010+03+03_4433+copy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7717241637303013636</id><published>2010-03-02T13:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:59:40.317-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE'/><title type='text'>WHERE ARE YOU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been dealing with a lot of different things in my life. Some not so great and some great! Right now I just dont know where I am at. I feel like I am in a whirl wind spiraling down. Do you ever feel that way?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444109748268498546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S41c-M_I_nI/AAAAAAAAAyY/up249YPSnyA/s320/100_0453.JPG" /&gt;I am trying to spend more time enjoying what I should be......but one problem! Not much is making me smile. I am in such a spot in my life I DO NOT know who I am. Why do we start to feel this way?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S41c_rFhiiI/AAAAAAAAAy4/iSem2YwGoXM/s1600-h/4-12-09T.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444109773528205858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S41c_rFhiiI/AAAAAAAAAy4/iSem2YwGoXM/s320/4-12-09T.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are so many wonderful things GOD has for us and I am at a point that I know that but I am not accepting anything. I have a big problem that I have prayed about. I know they say dont pray for patients. Well My patients that I prayed for was not to bad. Well ok it was bad. But now I am working on something else with a bigger issue in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CONTROL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S41c_HD7shI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ygMqAhMGJ2c/s1600-h/4-12-09AA_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444109763857854994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S41c_HD7shI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ygMqAhMGJ2c/s320/4-12-09AA_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I am not in control of every little bit, guess what happends? Well we can say I am not the most happy person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can not control what others think or do. Although I really want to!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can only control what I think, say, and do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right now I dont even feel that I am doing that AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stuck and can not get out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'M JUST NOT SURE OF MUCH RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S41c-9qplkI/AAAAAAAAAyo/DShgds40lpQ/s1600-h/P5210039_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444109761335891522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S41c-9qplkI/AAAAAAAAAyo/DShgds40lpQ/s320/P5210039_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please just pray for me because For the ones that know what happend just over a year ago. This feels way worse to me right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know GOD is in control of everything! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;......but I have one issue about that. I DONT ACCEPT IT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know but I want to be in the control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I am walking through a trial, a fire, or a test. What you need to call it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is hard and let me tell you. Not so easy for a husband that does not understand how I feel inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I tell him. I would be giving into my weakness and I would not be in control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does that make sense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I THANK GOD EVERYDAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE MY HUSBAND, KIDS, FAMILY AND MY FRIENDS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DO LOVE MY FRIENDS THAT HOLD ME ACCOUNTABLE, GIVE ME MY HUGS AND CALLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just know I am not ignoring, I am in a spot I can not talk to many. I hope this all make sense right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S41c-Yxm5VI/AAAAAAAAAyg/8GRrKUyRT1I/s1600-h/IMG_6279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444109751432963410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S41c-Yxm5VI/AAAAAAAAAyg/8GRrKUyRT1I/s320/IMG_6279.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7717241637303013636?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7717241637303013636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7717241637303013636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7717241637303013636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-are-you.html' title='WHERE ARE YOU?'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S41c-M_I_nI/AAAAAAAAAyY/up249YPSnyA/s72-c/100_0453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4785784833828594843</id><published>2010-02-25T22:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:41:43.832-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><title type='text'>NEW LOOK</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey all! I am working at learning out to make my own backgrounds and headers. For a started I made my own HEADER! It only took a few hours. LOL! Im glad I am starting to do that. Maybe I will get to blog more and more again. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been working on myself a whole lot. I am wanting to blog more about myself and the kids, so I hope if I say watch out, that I really mean it. ;) . Well for now. I need to run. I have cow towels in the washer and need to dry them for the morning. I should add we need a prayer request sent out. We are having a few issues with our Dairy Cows. We need GODS help to heal them. I dont want to go into great detail but they have a virus that is not contractable to Humans but the side effects can cause death. We have lost 2 cows in the year from this. :(. Please pray for healing and to make it throught the next month or 2 with out another death. Thanks so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4785784833828594843?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4785784833828594843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-look.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4785784833828594843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4785784833828594843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-look.html' title='NEW LOOK'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-6614454837448399987</id><published>2010-02-24T15:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:25:48.001-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KIDS UPDATES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><title type='text'>Blogging Lately? NOT ME! :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sorry been so long. I have been doing so much and I guess I am going to have to do a big catch up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets start with...Well Caveman is 2 years old today! :( Time goes so fast. He also Peepeed in the Potty.. All by himself. He was sitting at the table eating lunch. No Diaper on because I figured today would be a good day. He jumped off the bench, with a mission on his mind. I could see it. I watched him and he ran over to the Potty Chiar and sat down... Wow Peed so much I could not believe. :) YAY CAVEMAN!!! He is also saying lots of words now. I never thought he would start to talk..Today his fav was "Ahwah (austynn) peepee"..Pointing and screaming this at the top of his lungs. He was tatling that she went potty on his big boy Potty&gt; LOL. He has is own launguage but I am catching on fast..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Homeschooler is no longer here. :( Makes me sad but I sure hope he took from us something. He still had issues with Rules. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Farmers Princess well she is another story..She has big words she uses now. Hard to believe she is only 4 sometimes. Where do they get it from. LOL&gt; Her Austynnisms also wow..Funnier everyday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We have had lots of babie calves. Girls a good thing..but so cold that I can hardly stand it.. I will post pics and all the fun stuff later.. I been taking alot. Thanks for checking in. I will try again to write (type) on a regular basis again. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-6614454837448399987?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/6614454837448399987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/02/blogging-lately-not-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/6614454837448399987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/6614454837448399987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/02/blogging-lately-not-me.html' title='Blogging Lately? NOT ME! :('/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-176737292954144098</id><published>2010-02-21T22:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T23:13:24.045-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>I Heart Faces "Hands On Fun"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4IA_SJxznI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Mg04YaPw6zc/s1600-h/IMG_1242+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440912387021590130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4IA_SJxznI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Mg04YaPw6zc/s400/IMG_1242+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my Entry for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I call this "SAFE IN DADDY'S HANDS"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;My husband holding our son.. This shows working hands, I guess as a Farmer not often do you have clean hands. My husbands hands are very manly but yet beautiful to ME! :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;So go over to iheartfaces and look at other entries&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-176737292954144098?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/176737292954144098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/176737292954144098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/176737292954144098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='I Heart Faces &quot;Hands On Fun&quot;'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4IA_SJxznI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Mg04YaPw6zc/s72-c/IMG_1242+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4400793732201541332</id><published>2009-12-10T21:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:14:25.988-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Values'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AUSTYNNIZIMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOES IT EVER END?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOMESCHOOLING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOYS WILL B BOYS'/><title type='text'>POST 100</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I CAN HARDLY BELIEVE IT IS POST 100. WOW. SO MUCH TO SAY. I HAVE BEEN TAKING MORE PICTURES NOW. I LOVE MY NEW CAMERA..NOTHING LIKE IT. HERE ARE A FEW PICS I HAVE TAKEN OF MY FRIENDS KIDS. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SyG1IVyIg1I/AAAAAAAAAxA/yOkmCLLG7JA/s1600-h/IMG_0897+copy_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413807381967045458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SyG1IVyIg1I/AAAAAAAAAxA/yOkmCLLG7JA/s400/IMG_0897+copy_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SyG1ILYuAkI/AAAAAAAAAw4/uxKsTjrkhW0/s1600-h/IMG_0890+copy_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413807379176096322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SyG1ILYuAkI/AAAAAAAAAw4/uxKsTjrkhW0/s400/IMG_0890+copy_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SyG1Hr3lIuI/AAAAAAAAAww/9ElVE-PyxyU/s1600-h/IMG_0848+copy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413807370715603682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SyG1Hr3lIuI/AAAAAAAAAww/9ElVE-PyxyU/s400/IMG_0848+copy2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLLYN I WILL START WITH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE IS SPEAKING BETTER NOW. HE CALLS MCD'S DUCKY..LOL. AUSTYNN WAS CALLING IT MCDUCKY SO NOW COLLYN SAYS DUCKY. NOT LIKE WE GO THERE. MAYBE ONCE EVERY 2 MONTHS. OH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;HE CAN NOW FIT INTO 18 MONTH CLOTHS..WELL THE LENGHT BUT NOT HIS WAIST. LOL HE IS A BIG 22 POUNDS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE CAN CARRY 10 POUND WIEGHTS THOUGH..2 OF THEM. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT SURE IF I LIKE THAT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE LOVES TO THROW AND RUN HIS TRUCKS AND TRACTORS. WELL I SHOULD SAY RUN INTO THINGS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE IS A HANDSOME LITTLE MAN..LOVES TO GIVE KISSES BUT STILL LOVES TO JUMP AND HIT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE WILL SIT IN TIME OUT WHEN I TELL HIM HE SHOULD NOT DO SOMETHING. HE WILL GO THERE HIMSELF. LOL. WHAT A KID,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE STILL GOES TO BED WITH NO PROBLEM. 8 OR 8:30. HE IS MY HANDFUL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AUSTYNN..HAVE A FEW THINGS SHE HAS SAID..THAT JUST CRACK ME UP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIRST WE WERE ON OUR WAY TO WALMART TO PICK UP PICS. AND WE SAW A HUNTER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHE SAYS.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"MOM DEER IS THE BEST CHICKEN EVER!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WELL I DID NOT EVEN KNOW THE MEAT WAS THE SAME COLOR. LOL SHE DOES SAY SOME PRETTY FUNNYTHINGS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YESTERDAY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"MOMMY, THERE WILL BE ALOT OF PEOPLE IN WASHINGTON TODAY."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ASK WHY IS THAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHE SAYS "ALL THE MOMMYS AND DADDYS ARE LYING TO THE KIDS ABOUT SANTA"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHE THINGS IF YOU LIE YOU WILL GO TO WASHINGTON..LEARNED FROM HER DADDY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SECOND SHE DOES NOT BELIEVE IN SANTA AND WE DO NOT CARE TO TEACH HER ABOUT HIM. IT IS ABOUT JESUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHE IS TOO FUNNY. I LOVE THAT GIRL. SHE IS A LOVEY LITTLE GIRL. SHE MAKES ME SMILE SO MUCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NATHANIEL. WELL WE HAVE REALLY GOOD DAYS AND REALLY BAD DAYS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE DID TODAY FOR HIS FIRST TIME EVER.. SAY "SORRY FOR ARGUING YOU TODAY"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WAS VERY HAPPY THAT HE COULD SAY THAT. NEVER HAS HE SAID THAT TO ME. HE IS GROWING NOW. I WANT HIM TO SEE THAT WE ARE JUST TRYING TO HELP HIM. SO EASY TO WANT TO GIVE UP ON SOMEONE THAT JUST DOES NOT KNOW THE RIGHT DIRECTION.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE IS A GOOD KID..JUST LEFT ON HIS OWN TO MUCH TO MAKE UP HIS OWN MIND. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOW AT 16 HARD TO BREAK THE BAD HABBITS AND THEY ARE REALLY BAD HABBITS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE IS TRYING AND HE DOES HAVE TO HAVE A &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAN 2 MAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ABOUT EVERY 2 DAYS TO GET HIS HEAD BACK STRAIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HIS BROTHER THOMAS WILL BE BACK ON THE 18TH. CAN NOT WAIT TO SEE HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALL OF US THAT IS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WELL I CANT WRITE MUCH MORE. I DONT WANT TO BORE ANYONE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE A PHOTO SHOOT ON SATURDAY AND ON THE 19TH I GET TO DO A PHOTO SHOOT FOR A FEED COMPANY AROUND HERE. SO EXCITING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS ALL AND SEE YOU SOON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4400793732201541332?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4400793732201541332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/12/post-100.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4400793732201541332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4400793732201541332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/12/post-100.html' title='POST 100'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SyG1IVyIg1I/AAAAAAAAAxA/yOkmCLLG7JA/s72-c/IMG_0897+copy_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-5117449305790734120</id><published>2009-12-03T08:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T09:28:34.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Pics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfJL3YtSYI/AAAAAAAAAwg/C9HKsx305Uk/s1600-h/2009+12+02_0207_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411014682992265602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfJL3YtSYI/AAAAAAAAAwg/C9HKsx305Uk/s400/2009+12+02_0207_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a blast taking pictures with my new camera. Love it. Does an awsome job..WAY, WAY, WAY BETTER THAN MY POINT AND SHOOT. :) Here are my kids for the Christmas Cards. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfJLmKHHGI/AAAAAAAAAwY/CWMlE5a-cOE/s1600-h/2009+12+02_0084+copy_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411014678367640674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfJLmKHHGI/AAAAAAAAAwY/CWMlE5a-cOE/s400/2009+12+02_0084+copy_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfJLLmgPGI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/PdN8onhu1Rs/s1600-h/2009+12+02_0062_edited-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411014671238970466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfJLLmgPGI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/PdN8onhu1Rs/s400/2009+12+02_0062_edited-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfFBR2tG1I/AAAAAAAAAwI/LqVpJQGfCek/s1600-h/2009+12+02_0072+copy_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411010103072332626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfFBR2tG1I/AAAAAAAAAwI/LqVpJQGfCek/s400/2009+12+02_0072+copy_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfFAyO1bvI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Jr0pSAYUe7M/s1600-h/2009+12+02_0061+copy_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411010094583607026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfFAyO1bvI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Jr0pSAYUe7M/s400/2009+12+02_0061+copy_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfFAkdMHqI/AAAAAAAAAv4/mUlhi68OR0E/s1600-h/2009+12+02_0200_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411010090885717666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfFAkdMHqI/AAAAAAAAAv4/mUlhi68OR0E/s400/2009+12+02_0200_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfFAax4A5I/AAAAAAAAAvw/1LNHk-Gab5E/s1600-h/2009+12+02_0157_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411010088288125842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfFAax4A5I/AAAAAAAAAvw/1LNHk-Gab5E/s400/2009+12+02_0157_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfE_w7G2vI/AAAAAAAAAvo/74ft4P_pd4g/s1600-h/2009+12+02_0132_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 384px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411010077052558066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfE_w7G2vI/AAAAAAAAAvo/74ft4P_pd4g/s400/2009+12+02_0132_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-5117449305790734120?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5117449305790734120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-pics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5117449305790734120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5117449305790734120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-pics.html' title='Christmas Pics.'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SxfJL3YtSYI/AAAAAAAAAwg/C9HKsx305Uk/s72-c/2009+12+02_0207_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-5435899300935340183</id><published>2009-11-16T04:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T04:38:28.018-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOLIDAYS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michigan'/><title type='text'>WEEK 45 AUTUMN BEAUTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY ENTRY FOR I HEART FACES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THIS WAS TAKEN ON OCTOBER 31ST. HAVING FUN UP IN MICHIGAN AT MY PARENTS HOUSE WITH THE TWINS ACROSS THE STREET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE LOOK ON CAVEMANS FACE WAS PRICELESS TO ME. HE WAS NOT TO SURE ABOUT THE LEAVES ON HIS FACE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HE LAYED THERE IN SHOCK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FLOAT ON OVER TO SEE OTHER FALL PICS AT I HEART FACES, SO MANY COLORS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/smallbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SwEafkTP1EI/AAAAAAAAAvY/gKSRMel6VaY/s1600/2009-10-30+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404630157443978306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SwEafkTP1EI/AAAAAAAAAvY/gKSRMel6VaY/s320/2009-10-30+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;TO SEE PICS FROM MY TRIP TO MICHIGAN SEE MY LABELS FOR MICHIGAN, AND HOLIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-5435899300935340183?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5435899300935340183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/11/week-45-autumn-beauty.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5435899300935340183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5435899300935340183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/11/week-45-autumn-beauty.html' title='WEEK 45 AUTUMN BEAUTY'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SwEafkTP1EI/AAAAAAAAAvY/gKSRMel6VaY/s72-c/2009-10-30+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4651705508344603525</id><published>2009-11-04T08:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T08:52:34.895-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michigan'/><title type='text'>ALMOST AT 100</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SvGFqRjG1eI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/bdwX0rTr1tI/s1600-h/2009-11-01+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400244389505586658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SvGFqRjG1eI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/bdwX0rTr1tI/s320/2009-11-01+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TODAY IS GOING TO BE A REALLY COLD DAY! WELL IT FEELS LIKE IT ANYHOW. OUR ISSUE 2 PASSED AND I DID END UP VOTING NO. :( THERE WERE SO MANY UPS AND DOWNS ABOUT THIS ISSUE HERE IN OHIO. JUST NEVER KNOW AND YOU CAN NOT TRUST WHAT THE GOVERNMENT HAS TO SAY ABOUT ANYTHING. CASINOS ALSO PASSED AND I VOTED NO ON THAT ONE TOO. I DON'T WANT THEM HERE..THEY ARE NOT GOING TO CREATE THE JOBS AND MONEY LIKE THEY SAY. I GUESS IF YOU PUT IT ON THE BALLOT ENOUGH IT WILL PASS. OUR FRIEND RAN FOR TRUSTEE AND WON..I AM HAPPY FOR OUR TOWNSHIP. I THINK HE WILL BE A GOOD CHANGE HERE AND HE IS ALSO A FELLOW FARMER. :)CONGRATS MARK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE KIDS AND I WENT TO MICHIGAN TO SPEND WITH MY FAMILY, WE TRICK OR TREATED AND HAD MY SISTER AND MY BIRTHDAY. IT WAS A BLAST. I HAVE PICTURES TO COME..JUST WORKING ON THE SENIOR PICTURES AND SOME FAMILY PICTURES THAT I TOOK WHILE I WAS UP THERE. AT THE TOP OF THIS POST IS A FAMILY PIC I DID.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK THIS IS POST 96 AND I HAVE TO COME UP WITH SOMETHING FOR MY 100TH POST.  ANY IDEAS? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO KNOW ME &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IRL&lt;/span&gt;. I WAS GIVEN A SITE BY A FRIEND TO HELP ME OUT. I AM A VERY &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;UNORGANIZED&lt;/span&gt; PERSON. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; LIKE TO FEEL LIKE I ALWAYS AM CLEANING. WELL THE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FLYLADY&lt;/span&gt; IS HELPING TONS OUT WITH ALL THAT. I AM GETTING &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ORGANIZED&lt;/span&gt; AND MY HOUSE IN SHAPE. 2 WEEKS NOW AND I STILL HAVE A SHINY SINK. TAKE A LOOK AT THE SITE.  IT IS HELPFUL. THANKS &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CHRISTY&lt;/span&gt; FOR THE SITE. WELL I NEED TO GET MY CHORES DONE BEFORE I GET OUT OF CONTROL. HAVE A FANTASTIC DAY AND WE WILL SEE YOU NEXT POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4651705508344603525?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4651705508344603525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/11/almost-at-100.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4651705508344603525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4651705508344603525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/11/almost-at-100.html' title='ALMOST AT 100'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SvGFqRjG1eI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/bdwX0rTr1tI/s72-c/2009-11-01+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4992270592356343882</id><published>2009-11-01T08:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:12:57.036-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOLIDAYS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SENIOR PICS'/><title type='text'>SENIOR PICS I DID ON HALLOWEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2W1ZT0RuI/AAAAAAAAAvI/UrqaOi_I3ds/s1600-h/2009-10-31+017_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399137372358330082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2W1ZT0RuI/AAAAAAAAAvI/UrqaOi_I3ds/s320/2009-10-31+017_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2W0x1XuTI/AAAAAAAAAvA/Fx6a8r-bcxM/s1600-h/2009-10-31+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399137361761646898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2W0x1XuTI/AAAAAAAAAvA/Fx6a8r-bcxM/s320/2009-10-31+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2W0mlaGBI/AAAAAAAAAu4/OFbMNGAwqB4/s1600-h/2009-10-31+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399137358741903378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2W0mlaGBI/AAAAAAAAAu4/OFbMNGAwqB4/s320/2009-10-31+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2W0L_jNAI/AAAAAAAAAuw/kkDvquPQBsE/s1600-h/2009-10-31+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399137351603794946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2W0L_jNAI/AAAAAAAAAuw/kkDvquPQBsE/s320/2009-10-31+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2WDaR1QbI/AAAAAAAAAuo/5tb14qpdLjo/s1600-h/2009-10-31+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399136513624981938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2WDaR1QbI/AAAAAAAAAuo/5tb14qpdLjo/s320/2009-10-31+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2WDPWsfOI/AAAAAAAAAug/cBNLJTZlusk/s1600-h/2009-10-31+012_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399136510692588770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2WDPWsfOI/AAAAAAAAAug/cBNLJTZlusk/s320/2009-10-31+012_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2WCsJ6MTI/AAAAAAAAAuY/WjYiMHu4pSg/s1600-h/2009-10-31+011_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399134236430173042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2T-3ESA3I/AAAAAAAAAuA/qFrw2cftNXg/s320/2009-10-31+007_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2T-o9SB4I/AAAAAAAAAt4/GbWjxR1lZVs/s1600-h/2009-10-31+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399134232642717570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2T-o9SB4I/AAAAAAAAAt4/GbWjxR1lZVs/s320/2009-10-31+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2T-Zl_7EI/AAAAAAAAAtw/XjsH0kJ8CiM/s1600-h/2009-10-31+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399134228518530114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2T-Zl_7EI/AAAAAAAAAtw/XjsH0kJ8CiM/s320/2009-10-31+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2T95ZkxPI/AAAAAAAAAto/ReMQIVX3wuA/s1600-h/2009-10-31+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399134219876484338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2T95ZkxPI/AAAAAAAAAto/ReMQIVX3wuA/s320/2009-10-31+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2T9XdB4MI/AAAAAAAAAtg/8FiMBx--q84/s1600-h/2009-10-31+001-EDIT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399134210764169410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2T9XdB4MI/AAAAAAAAAtg/8FiMBx--q84/s320/2009-10-31+001-EDIT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4992270592356343882?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4992270592356343882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/11/senior-pics-i-did-on-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4992270592356343882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4992270592356343882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/11/senior-pics-i-did-on-halloween.html' title='SENIOR PICS I DID ON HALLOWEEN'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2W1ZT0RuI/AAAAAAAAAvI/UrqaOi_I3ds/s72-c/2009-10-31+017_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7687281878559738839</id><published>2009-11-01T08:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T08:56:15.518-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOLIDAYS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michigan'/><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN WEEKEND PICS. (no words) :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2TajIi1DI/AAAAAAAAAtY/AJ687iEIrc0/s1600-h/2009-10-30+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399133612604052530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2TajIi1DI/AAAAAAAAAtY/AJ687iEIrc0/s320/2009-10-30+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2SoIEWDkI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Tra8TFvRktU/s1600-h/PA310116+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399132746345221698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2SoIEWDkI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Tra8TFvRktU/s320/PA310116+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2Sn3CT7oI/AAAAAAAAAtI/OJBrV5sYpGc/s1600-h/PA310109+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399132741773291138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2Sn3CT7oI/AAAAAAAAAtI/OJBrV5sYpGc/s320/PA310109+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2SnaGWIeI/AAAAAAAAAtA/wlAGkgrRcfc/s1600-h/PA310093+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399132734005584354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2SnaGWIeI/AAAAAAAAAtA/wlAGkgrRcfc/s320/PA310093+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2SnBEHV1I/AAAAAAAAAs4/Mr0Sq6hlCGM/s1600-h/PA300005+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399132727285339986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2SnBEHV1I/AAAAAAAAAs4/Mr0Sq6hlCGM/s320/PA300005+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2OLr-3QJI/AAAAAAAAAsw/LBbFGnxTDek/s1600-h/2009-10-30+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399127859723190418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2OLr-3QJI/AAAAAAAAAsw/LBbFGnxTDek/s320/2009-10-30+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2OLJkSnvI/AAAAAAAAAso/L66Oo_EJmhQ/s1600-h/2009-10-30+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399127850484932338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2OLJkSnvI/AAAAAAAAAso/L66Oo_EJmhQ/s320/2009-10-30+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2OKxZHlVI/AAAAAAAAAsg/2IvZngGKM0w/s1600-h/2009-10-30+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399127843995620690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2OKxZHlVI/AAAAAAAAAsg/2IvZngGKM0w/s320/2009-10-30+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2OKvS3lRI/AAAAAAAAAsY/zXR8gZWQpIM/s1600-h/2009-10-30+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399127843432535314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2OKvS3lRI/AAAAAAAAAsY/zXR8gZWQpIM/s320/2009-10-30+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2OKTxyS5I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/mhWyBoQcnUw/s1600-h/2009-10-30+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399127836046019474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2OKTxyS5I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/mhWyBoQcnUw/s320/2009-10-30+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7687281878559738839?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7687281878559738839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-weekend-pics-no-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7687281878559738839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7687281878559738839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-weekend-pics-no-words.html' title='HALLOWEEN WEEKEND PICS. (no words) :)'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Su2TajIi1DI/AAAAAAAAAtY/AJ687iEIrc0/s72-c/2009-10-30+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-1355327809481123782</id><published>2009-10-27T09:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T10:27:40.789-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL TALES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOYS WILL B BOYS'/><title type='text'>BUSY LAST FEW DAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANOTHER WEEKEND COME AND GONE JUST LIKE THAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE HAD A CUTE LITTLE BULL CALF ON SATURDAY AND HAS A GREAT NEW HOME ALREADY. :) WE GIVE ALL OUR CALVES THE COLOSTRUM FROM THE MOMMIES AND THEN RAW MILK TILL THEY GET A NEW HOME OR ARE 2 DAYS OLD THEY GO ON A SPECIAL MILK &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;REPLACER&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THIS BULL IS A NICE SIZE AND BOY COULD HE EAT!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sub-NBrc_lI/AAAAAAAAAsI/7r9IAPiu9N4/s1600-h/2009-10-24+COW117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397280703192563282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sub-NBrc_lI/AAAAAAAAAsI/7r9IAPiu9N4/s400/2009-10-24+COW117.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HERE IS THE FARMERS PRINCESS POSING FOR THE CAMERA,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OF COURSE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I FIND HER TO BE SO PRETTY AND IT DOES COUNT BECAUSE SHE IS ALL MINE AND THE FARMERS. :) SHE MUST GET HER GOOD LOOKS FROM MY SIDE. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I THINK SHE LOOKS LIKE ONE OF MY COUSIN KIDS, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SHILA&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT IF YOU LOOK AT &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ALONA&lt;/span&gt; MY MIL PICS SHE LOOKS LIKE HER TOO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WELL ANYHOW SHE IS MY BEAUTIFUL FARMERS PRINCESS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SHE HAS &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;GOTTEN&lt;/span&gt; SO BIG..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SHE JUST SAID TO ME" WOW MOMMY LOOK" I TURNED AND LOOKED..SHE TIED A SHOE ALL BY HERSELF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SHE SAID THEN "MOMMY I AM SO AMAZING, I AMAZE MYSELF" NOW WHERE DID SHE LEARN AS A NEW 4 YEAR OLD TO SAY THAT STUFF. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE NEVER BABY TALKED TO HER AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sub2stThFNI/AAAAAAAAAsA/5HEUF5yBZ_U/s1600-h/PA240062+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397272451386250450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sub2stThFNI/AAAAAAAAAsA/5HEUF5yBZ_U/s400/PA240062+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE PICTURE ABOVE WAS WHEN SHE WAS DONE COOKING MAC AND CHEESE FOR HER AND HER DADDY. SEE BELOW. SHE WANTED TO HELP OUT, THEN TURNED TO HER DOING. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! SHE DID A GOOD JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sub2sWThRUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/eG0buyUHmS8/s1600-h/PA240056+copy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397272445212247362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sub2sWThRUI/AAAAAAAAAr4/eG0buyUHmS8/s400/PA240056+copy+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HERE AFTER LUNCH WE WENT TO A FALL FEST AT A LOCAL CHURCH. SHE RODE A PONY AND HAD A BLAST. BESIDES THE COLD AND WET WEATHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sub2sP7wtOI/AAAAAAAAArw/dTmxmSxTZo0/s1600-h/PA240006+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397272443501982946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sub2sP7wtOI/AAAAAAAAArw/dTmxmSxTZo0/s400/PA240006+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE REALLY DOES NOT LOOK TO HAPPY BUT SHE WAS BOUNCING INSIDE. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS CAVEMAN. HE WAS VERY HAPPY STANDING THERE WATCHING THIS BAND. NOT SURE IF IT WAS THE MUSIC. HE DANCED AND WATCHED. *NOTE THE BACKPACK. LOVE IT..HE CANNOT TAKE OFF IN A DIRECTION WITHOUT ME. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sub2r3DnXHI/AAAAAAAAAro/Bh_CswqTxy8/s1600-h/PA240012+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397272436824038514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sub2r3DnXHI/AAAAAAAAAro/Bh_CswqTxy8/s400/PA240012+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HERE SHARING THE CANDY THAT THEY GOT. WHEN LOOKING AT THESE PICS. I ASKED THE FARMERS PRINCESS "WHAT IS THAT LOOK FOR"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHE RESPONDED, "I WAS WONDERING WHAT CANDY HE GOT" I HAD TO REMIND HER SHE GAVE IT TO HIM. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; TAFFY..SO I HAD TO CHANGE IT OUT FOR SOME NERDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sub2rUGQPII/AAAAAAAAArg/Ndz45tMO1oU/s1600-h/PA240015+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397272427439864962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sub2rUGQPII/AAAAAAAAArg/Ndz45tMO1oU/s400/PA240015+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THAT WAS THE WEEKEND FOR THE MOST PART. LOVE TAKING THE PICS. NEXT WEEKEND WE WILL BE GOING TO &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GOBBIE&lt;/span&gt;-GA AND PAPA MICHIGAN FOR A LONG WEEKEND. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TRICK OR TREATING UP THERE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND CELEBRATING MY SISTERS BIRTHDAY AND MINE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DO YOU HAVE SOMETHING YOU LIKE TO REQUEST FOR A BIRTHDAY DINNER?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MINE IS ALWAYS HAMBURGERS AT MY PARENTS..JUST LOVE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-1355327809481123782?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/1355327809481123782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/busy-last-few-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1355327809481123782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1355327809481123782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/busy-last-few-days.html' title='BUSY LAST FEW DAYS'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sub-NBrc_lI/AAAAAAAAAsI/7r9IAPiu9N4/s72-c/2009-10-24+COW117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4726475414367850655</id><published>2009-10-23T11:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:22:45.465-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOMESCHOOLING'/><title type='text'>A WAY TO A YOUNG MANS HEART!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE TO GIVE MY HUSBAND, THE FARMER, CREDIT TODAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HOMESCHOOLER&lt;/span&gt; WAS WAY BETTER AND LISTEN AND DID LEARN SOMETHING. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DID NOT ARGUE ME ONCE. THIS WAS NICE AND WENT SMOOTH. HE WANTED TO ARGUE ME ONCE BUT HE BIT IS &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;TONGUE&lt;/span&gt;. THE FARMER TOLD HIM THAT IF HE HEARD THAT I DID NOT LISTEN OR IF HE ARGUED ME ONCE, HE WOULD BE 1 WEEK WITHOUT THE COMPUTER AND &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XBOX&lt;/span&gt;. IF HE HEARD 2 TIMES THIS &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;HAPPENED&lt;/span&gt; THAT WOULD BE 3 WEEKS. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A WAY TO A YOUNG MANS HEART! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;THROUGH&lt;/span&gt; ELECTRONICS!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SuHII_-1uUI/AAAAAAAAArY/B2VOe0UIjO8/s1600-h/PA120004EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395813885506074946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SuHII_-1uUI/AAAAAAAAArY/B2VOe0UIjO8/s400/PA120004EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SO NO VENTING SO FAR. HE COULD NOT WAIT TO SPEND HIS 1 HOUR OF TIME ON THE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XBOX&lt;/span&gt;. HE GETS ONE HOUR IN THE MORNING AND 1 HOUR IN THE AFTERNOON. IT IS THE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XBOX&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XBOX&lt;/span&gt; 360 OR THE COMPUTER. HIS CHOICE HOW HE WANTS TO SPEND HIS TIME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HE BROUGHT HIS &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XBOX&lt;/span&gt; FROM HIS HOUSE SO HE CAN PLAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WELL HIS SISTERS, HUSBAND IS BACK FROM HIS DEPLOYMENT. IT IS NICE TO SEE THE PICS OF THEM TOGETHER. SURE MADE ME CRY. I REMEMBER WHEN MY BROTHER CAME BACK FROM IRAQ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WELL I HAVE THINGS, SO MANY THINGS TO DO TODAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MAKE SOME BROWNIES OR COOKIES, NOT SURE YET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SOMETHING FOR SUPPER, NOT SURE YET!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GOTTA DO A FEW DISHES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH YEAH! AND OF COURSE LAUNDRY, YUCK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DO YOU HAVE  LEAST &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;FAVORITE&lt;/span&gt; CHORE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4726475414367850655?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4726475414367850655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/way-to-young-mans-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4726475414367850655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4726475414367850655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/way-to-young-mans-heart.html' title='A WAY TO A YOUNG MANS HEART!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SuHII_-1uUI/AAAAAAAAArY/B2VOe0UIjO8/s72-c/PA120004EDIT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7692532305665462382</id><published>2009-10-22T10:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T10:49:33.701-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOMESCHOOLING'/><title type='text'>ROUGH DAYS AHEAD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WELL DAY NUMBER 2 HALF UNDER THE BELT. THE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HOMESCHOOLER&lt;/span&gt; CAN ARGUE ANYTHING. WOW. I AM GOING TO USE THIS TO VENT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HE SAID NOW YOU SEE WHY THE TEACHERS &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DIDN'T&lt;/span&gt; MESS WITH ME? HE ALSO SAID I SHOULD JUST GO BACK TO MY OLD SCHOOL BECAUSE THEY DID NOT MAKE ME DO THAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY ANSWER TO THAT? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GO GET IN THE SHOWER I WILL TAKE YOU THERE.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SuBtfoYPadI/AAAAAAAAArQ/sa2VGzxKgGk/s1600-h/PA120024EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395432743772318162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SuBtfoYPadI/AAAAAAAAArQ/sa2VGzxKgGk/s400/PA120024EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONCE HE KNOWS WHO IS BOSS THOUGH, HE DOES GIVE UP..BUT IT IS ABOUT 1/2 HOUR OF ARGUING BEFORE HE STARTS DOING WHAT HE IS SUPPOSE TO. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; EVEN HAVE TO ARGUE BACK. HE IS JUST THAT GOOD AT FIGHTING, AND &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;CARING&lt;/span&gt; ON.&lt;br /&gt;HE WAS NEVER TAUGHT TO RESPECT AND NOW HE IS &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;LEARNING&lt;/span&gt; TO RESPECT HIMSELF AND OTHERS. THAT IS VERY HARD TO DO.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SuBtfVutXxI/AAAAAAAAArI/EmKrYcuHe4g/s1600-h/PA100023EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395432738766282514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SuBtfVutXxI/AAAAAAAAArI/EmKrYcuHe4g/s400/PA100023EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HE IS A SMART KID WHEN HE WANTS TO BE..HE LIKES TO PLAY STUPID HE SAID. SO THEN HE DOES NOT HAVE TO WORK AS HARD. OK LETS ADMIT THAT.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW HIM BETTER THAN THAT AND GUESS WHAT. HE WORKS HIS BUTT OFF HERE. :)&lt;br /&gt;HE DID FINISH HIS WORK FOR NOW. I CAN ONLY SIT AND DO THIS WITH HIM SO LONG BEFORE I NEED A BREAK. THIS IS HARD FOR SOMEONE THAT HAS NEVER WANTED TO &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HOMESCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;. HE IS DOING A LESSON A DAY AND DOING IT WELL. I AM HAPPY HE IS DOING THIS GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;HE HAS SHOWED &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;IMPROVEMENT&lt;/span&gt; IN IS PERSONALITY, BUT HE NEEDS TO STAY UP ON IT.&lt;br /&gt;WELL THAT IS MY HOMESCHOOLING VENT FOR THE DAY. I HOPE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;BEAUTIFUL&lt;/span&gt; DAY OUT TODAY AND I LOVE THE SUN HITTING ALL THE BEAUTIFUL LEAVES. I AM GONNA HAVE TO GO AND TAKE SOME PICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7692532305665462382?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7692532305665462382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/rough-days-ahead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7692532305665462382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7692532305665462382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/rough-days-ahead.html' title='ROUGH DAYS AHEAD!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SuBtfoYPadI/AAAAAAAAArQ/sa2VGzxKgGk/s72-c/PA120024EDIT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-382637168248336133</id><published>2009-10-22T04:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T00:05:32.521-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHOULD YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WRITTERS WORKSHOP'/><title type='text'>HOW HAS MOTHERHOOD CHANGED ME?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;MOTHERHOOD,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WHAT A LONG WORD THAT IS USED TO DESCRIBE HOW LIFE IS AFTER YOU GIVE BIRTH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SO &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;MANY THINGS&lt;/span&gt; CHANGE. MY FIRST THING I NOTICED THAT WAS CHANGED ABOUT ME WAS MY BODY. WHEN THE FIRST WAS BORN IT SEEMS I HAVE LOST THE BAD ASTHMA I USE TO HAVE. NOT SURE HOW IT &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;HAPPENED&lt;/span&gt; BUT I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; USE MY MEDICINE LIKE I USE TO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OF COURSE THERE IS WEIGHT, NOT THAT I HAVE CHANGED MUCH BUT I SHOULD SAY WHERE. YOUR BOOBS GET MUCH BIGGER, MY FEET GOT WIDER, AND MY HIPS GOT STICKY, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OUTY&lt;/span&gt; A LITTLE MORE. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! I THINK IT IS ALL FOR GOOD REASON. BOOBS WELL WE KNOW WHY, THE FEET PROBABLY FOR MORE BALANCE WHEN HOLDING THE BABIES, AND HIPS SOME PLACE TO SET THE KIDS. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OTHER THAN THAT, I AM WAY MORE OUTSPOKEN WHEN SOMETHING IS SAID. I USE TO BE SHY AND QUIET. THAT CHANGED REALLY QUICK. I STILL &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; LIKE TO ARGUE BUT WHEN IT COMES TO THE KIDS &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; MESS WITH ME. SOMETIMES I WONDER IF MY YELLING VOICE GOT LOUDER TO. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;AT THE SAME TIME I FEEL I HAVE BECOME MORE PATIENT, SURPRISINGLY. I FEEL I CAN BE MORE LOVING, AND THE LOVE YOUR KIDS HAVE FOR YOU, WOW! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I DO BELIEVE IN A GOOD BUTT CRACKING, AND I BELIEVE IN TIMEOUT. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DEPENDS&lt;/span&gt; ON THE ISSUE GOING ON. I BELIEVE IN HOLDING YOUR CHILD WHEN THEY GET HURT BUT, ALSO A LITTLE BIT OF "ITS OK JUST RUB IT". YOU &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; WANT TO MAKE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;SISSY'S&lt;/span&gt;. I BELIEVE IN A GOOD HUG AND ALSO A GOOD TALKING. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; BELIEVE IN BABY TALK, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;TEACHES&lt;/span&gt; THEM NOTHING. I BELIEVE IN MAKING EVERYDAY SOMETHING TO LEARN. GOING UP AND DOWN STEPS JUST COUNTING, OR EATING M&amp;amp;M'S AND LEARNING COLORS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I AM BLESSED ENOUGH TO HAVE MARRIED A DAIRY FARMER AND OUR KIDS HAVE LEARNED ABOUT, BREEDING, BIRTHS, DEATHS, WHERE MILK COMES FROM AND ANYTHING YOU CAN REALLY IMAGINE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I FEEL IF I HAVE NOT LIVED LIKE THIS AND HAD KIDS, I WOULD NOT BE THE MOTHER I AM TODAY. I KNOW I AM NOT THE PERFECT MOTHER, BUT I SURE DO TRY TO DO MY BEST AT HELPING MY KIDS GROW UP. THAT ALL STARTED WHEN I WAS &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;PREGNANT&lt;/span&gt; WITH THE FIRST ONE . I THANK MY KIDS FOR BEING GREAT KIDS, EVEN ON THE HARD DAYS. I THANK MY HUSBAND FOR BEING A GOOD DADDY AND HUSBAND. I LOVE YOU ALL VERY MUCH. AND THIS IS WHAT MOTHERHOOD HAS MADE ME. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CARING, LOVING, TOUGH, LOUD, MORE OUTSPOKEN, SOFT, TIRED, CLEANER AND MORE UNDERSTANDING. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HOP ON OVER TO &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k67/downhillherb/mamakat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TO SEE OTHER &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;WRITERS&lt;/span&gt; WORK SHOP BASED ON THE MOVIE "MOTHERHOOD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-382637168248336133?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/382637168248336133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-has-motherhood-changed-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/382637168248336133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/382637168248336133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-has-motherhood-changed-me.html' title='HOW HAS MOTHERHOOD CHANGED ME?'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-826458137561904863</id><published>2009-10-21T11:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T11:47:55.156-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOMESCHOOLING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUN FUN FUN'/><title type='text'>1ST DAY OF HOMESCHOOLING :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE ARE NOW CROSSING THAT BRIDGE THAT I SAID I WOULD NEVER CROSS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOMESCHOOLING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I NEVER LIKED SCHOOL AND NOW I GET TO DO IT THE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OLD FASHIONED&lt;/span&gt; WAY. I AM FEELING VERY GOOD ABOUT IT, BUT AT THE SAME TIME VERY OVERWHELMED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WAS NEVER VERY GOOD AT SCHOOL AND IT IS GOING TO HELP ME IMPROVE THINGS. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/St8pvGLELFI/AAAAAAAAArA/LOkBZ0BqL6k/s1600-h/PA120025EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395076767700757586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/St8pvGLELFI/AAAAAAAAArA/LOkBZ0BqL6k/s400/PA120025EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; IT IS GOING TO BE HARD WORK FOR MY KIDS AND ME, HOMESCHOOLING A 3RD CHILD HERE. WE CAN DO IT, WE ARE STRONG. MY HUSBAND, THE FARMER IS EXCITED AND WILLING TO HELP. HE HAS &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; ON HIS PLATE. HE RUNS THE FARM, WORKS OFF THE FARM. HE SAT DOWN THIS MORNING TO START HIM OUT ON ONE OF MY WORST SUBJECTS, HISTORY! HIS &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FAV&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/St8puncjTmI/AAAAAAAAAq4/oPpFPDdH2w8/s1600-h/PA120015EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395076759452601954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/St8puncjTmI/AAAAAAAAAq4/oPpFPDdH2w8/s400/PA120015EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HOMESCHOOLER&lt;/span&gt; IS DOING SO WELL AT CHANGING THE WAY HIS &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;BEHAVIOR&lt;/span&gt; HAS BEEN. MAYBE THIS IS WHY GOD HAD PUT HIM BACK TO STARTING SCHOOL NOW. HE NEEDED TO WORK OUT A COUPLE KINKS BEFORE I HAD TO START WORKING ON TEACHING HIS SUBJECTS.&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS ALWAYS LEARNING STILL LEFT TO DO. I AM VERY NERVOUS LIKE MY FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL. I AM SO OVERWHELMED WITH ALL THAT HAS TO GO ON. I AM THANKFUL FOR JULIE AND HER FAMILY FOR THE HELP SHE HAS ALREADY GIVEN ME. HEARTLAND CHRISTIAN SCHOOL FOR THE USE OF THE BOOKS AND UNDERSTANDING OF WHAT WE ARE DOING. GOD PUT THIS ON MY HEART ABOUT 1 YEAR AGO AND IT IS BEEN ITCHING SINCE. NOT THE HOMESCHOOLING BUT HELPING THE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HOMESCHOOLER&lt;/span&gt; OUT. I AM THANKFUL THAT GOD HAS PUT HIM IN OUR HOME AND IT HAS TAUGHT ME SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/St8pua51v5I/AAAAAAAAAqw/dXdL9VAlnD8/s1600-h/PA120021EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395076756085784466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/St8pua51v5I/AAAAAAAAAqw/dXdL9VAlnD8/s400/PA120021EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HERE HE IS..HIS SCHOOL PICTURE. I TOOK LAST WEEK AND A &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;PICTURE&lt;/span&gt; OF MY SELF WITH MY 2 BLOOD KIDS. :) THE BRIDGE IS WHERE WE TOOK THE PICS. I LOVED THAT PIC IT IS ONE OF MY &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FAVS&lt;/span&gt; I HAVE TAKEN. THANKS FOR THE PRAYERS AND ALL THAT EVERYONE HAS BEEN DOING. I AM THANKFUL FOR CONNIE AND BETH WHO ARE ALWAYS THERE FOR ME AND HELPING ME WHEN IN NEED. THANKS EVERYONE WHO HAS HELPED THE PAST YEAR..IT HAS BEEN A HARD ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-826458137561904863?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/826458137561904863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-are-now-crossing-that-bridge-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/826458137561904863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/826458137561904863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-are-now-crossing-that-bridge-that-i.html' title='1ST DAY OF HOMESCHOOLING :)'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/St8pvGLELFI/AAAAAAAAArA/LOkBZ0BqL6k/s72-c/PA120025EDIT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7961783592181124367</id><published>2009-10-20T08:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:15:42.316-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANIMALS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOES IT EVER END?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOMESCHOOLING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KIDS UPDATES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL TALES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOYS WILL B BOYS'/><title type='text'>BEAUTIFUL YESTERDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;YESTERDAY WAS VERY NICE AND LOOKS LIKE TO DAY WILL BE ANOTHER WONDERFUL DAY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THE FARMERS PRINCESS STARTED SCHOOL LAST THURSDAY. SHE GOES NOW FOR 2 1/2 HOURS NOW. THAT IS GREAT. SHE ALSO GOES IN THE AFTERNOON, ON TUESDAYS AND THRUSDAYS..NICE BECAUSE IT IS NAP TIME FOR CAVEMAN WHEN WE GET HOME. :) ALWAYS NICE..QUIET TIME FOR MOMMY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THE FARMERS PRINCESS LOVES SCHOOL AND I AM THANKFUL FOR THAT. SHE GOES TO A CHRISTIAN PRESCHOOL, WHERE HER NANA WORKS. I LOVE THAT THE DEAN OF THE SCHOOL WAS THE FARMERS 6TH GRADE TEACHER. SO HE HAS KNOWN THE FAMILY FOR A FEW YEARS. LOL. FARMERS PRINCESS WANTS TO RIDE A BUS, NEXT YEAR WHEN SHE GOES TO KINDERGARDEN SHE WILL GET TO. OUR LOCAL SCHOOL IS A REALLY GOOD ONE AND WE ARE CHOOSING TO SEND HER THERE. IT WILL BE GOOD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ON A DIFFERENT NOTE. WE ARE EXPECTING 2 MORE CALVES ANY DAY NOW. ONE COW #117 IS 3 DAYS OVER DUE AND 104 IS DUE IN THE NEXT 3 DAYS. PICTURES WILL BE POSTED OF THE NEWBIES.  I LOVE BABIES. GOOD THING I GET SOME BABIES HERE BECAUSE I CANT HAVE ANYMORE. I THINK I WOULD LOOSE MY MIND NOT HAVING TO CARE FOR A NEWBORN. THE TERRIBLE TWO'S ON THE OTHER HAND. LETS JUST SKIP RIGHT OVER THEM. I WILL SLEEP THE REST OF THE TIME.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I HAVE BEEN PUTTING CAVEMAN IN TIMEOUT. HE SITS THERE GOOD. I TELL HIM WHY HE IS THERE AND MAKE HIM SIT FOR 1 MIN. HE IS GOING TO BE 2 IN FEB. I SPANKED HIM AND HE LAUGHS. I DO THE COUNTING JUST LIKE I DID WITH THE FARMERS PRINCESS. I SAY "1 PUT THAT BACK(or what he is doing wrong) 2 I WILL SPANK YOUR REAR (that is when he shakes his head yes because he wants me to spank him), 3" AND THAT IS WHEN I CRACK HIS REAR. HE JUST LAUGHS BECAUSE HE HAS A DIAPER ON. THE FARMERS PRINCESS USE TO STOP..CAVEMAN WILL STOP FOR A SECOND TILL YOU TURN YOUR BACK. SMART KID! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THE OTHER THING HE HAS STARTED IS. PULLING HAIR OUT BY THE CHUNK. POOR FARMERS PRINCESS. I WALKED OVER TO HIM AND SAID DO YOU WANT ME TO PULL YOUR HAIR. HE SAYS YES..SO I PULL IT AND HE WHINS A SECOND AND THEN SMILES. WAS HE BORN WITH NO FEELING. HE STOPPED HIS BITTING AND PINCHING BECAUSE HE GOT BIT AND PINCHED BACK. SO THE HAIR PULLING WILL STOP TOO. HE SURE IS A CHORE TO LEARN HOW TO DEAL WITH SUCH A STRONG HEAD. HE IS CUTE AND LOVING THOUGH. DONT KNOW HOW ALL THAT CAN GO TOGETHER BUT IT CAN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I THINK THAT IS ABOUT ALL IN OUR NECK OF THE WOODS. I WILL BE DOING PICTURES OF THE HOMESCHOOLER HERE SOON. WELL THIS IS IT FOR NOW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;DID EVERYONES KIDS GET THIER SCHOOL PICS DONE YET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7961783592181124367?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7961783592181124367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/beautiful-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7961783592181124367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7961783592181124367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/beautiful-yesterday.html' title='BEAUTIFUL YESTERDAY'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-6557263784210770406</id><published>2009-10-19T08:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T09:30:46.963-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>I &lt;3 "PINK" FACES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;OVER AT I HEART FACES IT IS "PINK" WEEK. THIS IS FOR BREAST CANCER AWARENESS MONTH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THIS PICTURE MEANS A LOT TO ME BECAUSE THIS IS MY MOTHER IN LAW, ALONA. SHE WAS DIAGNOSED WITH BREAST CANCER WHEN I WAS PREGNANT WITH CAVEMAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SHE HAD A DOUBLE MASTECTOMY ON OUR 8TH ANNIVERSARY AND I WAS 5 MONTHS PREGNANT WITH CAVEMAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SHE WAS SCHEDULED FOR HER FIRST CHEMO THE DAY I WAS SUPPOSE TO HAVE MY PLANNED C-SECTION AND SHE WAS NOT GOING TO BE THERE FOR HIS BIRTH OR BE FEELING WELL FOR IT. WELL GOD HAD OTHER PLANS AND PUT ME INTO LABOR SUNDAY FEB 24TH 2008 AT 6PM BY 9PM HE WAS HERE AND SHE WAS AT THE HOSPITAL FIRST THING WITH THE FARMERS PRINCESS. SHE IS NOW CANCER FREE AND IN REMISSION. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I THINK SHE WEARS SOME SORT OF PINK EVERYDAY.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/StxgICfvnDI/AAAAAAAAAqo/QyTf_gExTsY/s1600-h/P5210026_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394292144908246066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/StxgICfvnDI/AAAAAAAAAqo/QyTf_gExTsY/s400/P5210026_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;MY MOTHER IN LAW LIVES NEXT DOOR TO US AND WE WERE WALKING BACK FROM MY FIL AND MIL WATCHING THE 2 KIDS FOR MILKING. SOMETHING THEY ENJOY DOING. CAVEMAN LOVES TO GIVE KISSES AND I JUST CHERISH THIS PICTURE. SO I DON'T HAVE THE COLOR PINK IN MY PICTURE BUT THERE IS "PINK PRESENCE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALK YOUR EYES OVER TO SEE OTHER "PINK PICTURES"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/smallbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-6557263784210770406?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/6557263784210770406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-3-pink-faces.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/6557263784210770406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/6557263784210770406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-3-pink-faces.html' title='I &lt;3 &quot;PINK&quot; FACES'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/StxgICfvnDI/AAAAAAAAAqo/QyTf_gExTsY/s72-c/P5210026_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-5812179339983115493</id><published>2009-10-18T15:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T15:41:54.756-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOES IT EVER END?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOYS WILL B BOYS'/><title type='text'>WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WITH....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SttuZrTuOJI/AAAAAAAAAqg/wJTO5WJxNYA/s1600-h/2009+10+14_0021+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394026366107531410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SttuZrTuOJI/AAAAAAAAAqg/wJTO5WJxNYA/s400/2009+10+14_0021+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SttuZAO7CnI/AAAAAAAAAqY/ECr_XBanOlE/s1600-h/2009+10+14_0030+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394026354544675442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SttuZAO7CnI/AAAAAAAAAqY/ECr_XBanOlE/s400/2009+10+14_0030+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394026345975658050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SttuYgT6NkI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/S4s569rvjUU/s400/2009+10+14_0006_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT SURE HOW TO START THIS ONE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOW YOU CAN SEE WHAT I HAVE BEEN UP TO..PULLING MY HAIR OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY SON IS WAY MORE DARE DEVILISH THAT THE FARMERS PRINCESS EVER WAS. IN THE PAST WELL SAY ABOUT 3 WEEKS. HE HAS.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*PUT IS FIST THROUGH A WINDOW AND BROKE THE PAIN- NEVER CUTTING HIMSELF THANK GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*HE HAS TORN MORE WALLPAPER OFF THE WALLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*PULLED DOWN 3 PICTURES OFF OF MY WALLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*PULLED A PHONE JACK OUT OF THE WALL (WELL UNSCREWING IT SOMEHOW).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*HAS NOW TAKEN THE PLASTIC PLUGS OUT OF THE WALL AND WILL SHOCK HIMSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*LIKES TO UNDRESS HIMSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*FREE FALLS FROM THE BACK OF THE COUCH AND LAUGHS ABOUT IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*LIKES TO JUMP OFF A ROCKING HORSE ONTO THE COUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*BROKE 2 WOODEN GATES TO KEEP HIM OUT OF THE KITCHEN AND BATHROOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*HAS STUCK HIS HEAD IN THE TOILET AFTER HE FLUSHES IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*CAN REACH AND OPEN THE STORM DOOR NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*LOVES TO SIT ON THE POTTY WHEN HE REALLY HAS TO GO BUT NEVER GOES AND BRINGS ME A DIAPER SO HE CAN POOP IN THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*HAS LEARNED TO FORCE BURP AND HIS SISTER FREAKS THAT HE IS GOING TO THROW UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*LIKES TO MAKE HIS SISTER SCREAM BY PULLING HER HAIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*KICKS HIS FEET LIKE HE IS SWIMING AND IS DOING IT TO HIS SISTER, BUT WHEN I LOOK AT HIM HE STOPS AND SMILES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY LIST COULD GO ON AND ON. HE DOES STAY IN TIME OUT, SHOCKING AND NOT SURE WHY HE DOES. HE PUTS HIS LIP OUT. WHEN HE PUT HIS FIST THROUGH THE WINDOW(THE ONE HE LIKED TO LOOK OUT IT IS A NOMORE CAN DO) I SPANKED HIS REAR AND PUT HIM IN TIME OUT. HE HAS NOT BEEN IN THE WINDOW SINCE. SO I GUESS I HAVE MY HANDSFULL AND I LOOK FORWARD TO NAP TIME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO ANY IDEAS? I BELIEVE IN A FIRM HAND, BUT IF I DONT LOOSE MY MIND FIRST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I DONT SPANK WHEN I AM ANGRY BECAUSE THAT DOES NO GOOD. HE IS LEARNING AND I THINK HIT HIS TERRIABLE 2'S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EARLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-5812179339983115493?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5812179339983115493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-am-i-going-to-do-with.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5812179339983115493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5812179339983115493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-am-i-going-to-do-with.html' title='WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WITH....'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SttuZrTuOJI/AAAAAAAAAqg/wJTO5WJxNYA/s72-c/2009+10+14_0021+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7860795132143780723</id><published>2009-10-12T08:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:13:10.656-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>I &lt;3 "EXCITED" FACES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A PICTURE OF THE FARMERS DAUGHTER GETTING HER EASTER GIFT FROM HER NANA AND PAPA! WHAT EXCITMENT. SHE COULD HAVE GOTTEN A BOX AND THAT IS HOW EXCITED SHE GETS. IF SOMEONE SAYS I HAVE SOMETHING FOR YOU THAT IS ALL IT TAKES. LOL :) AND SHE IS SO THANKFUL. I LOVE LISTENING TO HER..SHE SAYS "THANK YOU NANA, THANK YOU PAPA, THANK YOU THANK YOU, I JUST LOVE IT." SAME WORDS ALL THE TIME. EVEN IF THE GIFT IS WRAPPED AND SHE CAN NOT SEE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOUNCE ON OVER WITH LOTS OF "EXCITMENT" TO &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/smallbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/StMnMiF0_DI/AAAAAAAAAqA/NI_fOTSn13g/s1600-h/4-12-09+CONTEST.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391696275155778610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/StMnMiF0_DI/AAAAAAAAAqA/NI_fOTSn13g/s400/4-12-09+CONTEST.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7860795132143780723?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7860795132143780723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-3-excited-faces.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7860795132143780723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7860795132143780723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-3-excited-faces.html' title='I &lt;3 &quot;EXCITED&quot; FACES'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/StMnMiF0_DI/AAAAAAAAAqA/NI_fOTSn13g/s72-c/4-12-09+CONTEST.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-5586462334164532484</id><published>2009-10-06T08:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:22:15.439-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LANDSCAPES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOYS WILL B BOYS'/><title type='text'>SO MUCH TO CATCH UP ON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOT SURE WHERE TO START. LIFE IS SO BUSY. I HAVE BEEN TAKING PICTURES OF SO MUCH STUFF. I CAN NOT WAIT TO GET A NEW CAMERA. I AM STILL TRYING TO GET THINGS FIGURED OUT WITH THINGS ON THE POINT AND SHOOT I HAVE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH WELL! MY SON IS GOING TO BE 2 IN FEB, WOW HOW TIME SO FLIES. HE IS SUCH A BIG, LITTLE BOY. HE IS JUST 21 POUNDS YET. HE WOULD JUST BE TURNING FORWARD, SOUNDS CRAZY.  HE IS MY SWEET TERROR. ANYONE NEED HIM FOR HALLOWEEN?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss9m3wupxI/AAAAAAAAAp4/H_g7SeXGfsI/s1600-h/PA050114EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389469117091587858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss9m3wupxI/AAAAAAAAAp4/H_g7SeXGfsI/s400/PA050114EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FARMERS PRINCESS, SHE HAS CHANGED SO MUCH IN THE LAST FEW WEEKS. ALMOST LIKE SHE IS OUT OF THE TERRIBLE 2'S NOW. :) SHE IS MUCH EASIER TO GET ALONG WITH, AND SHE LISTENS AND HELPS OUT A LOT BETTER. SHE IS MY BABY GIRL AND I LOVE HER SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss9mYZb9aI/AAAAAAAAApw/Fig8DC3N4x8/s1600-h/PA050086EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389469108672394658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss9mYZb9aI/AAAAAAAAApw/Fig8DC3N4x8/s400/PA050086EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY ENJOY SPENDING TIME TOGETHER AND LOST WHEN THEY ARE NOT. I THINK THEY MISS THAT THEY SURE CAN PUSH, PULL, HIT, KICK AND PUNCH EACHOTHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss9mPHmCuI/AAAAAAAAApo/rsFH_EKQ5T4/s1600-h/PA050105EIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389469106181638882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss9mPHmCuI/AAAAAAAAApo/rsFH_EKQ5T4/s400/PA050105EIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CUTE FACES SAYING "IM REALLY NOT DOING ANYTHING WRONG" WE ALL KNOW THE TRUTH. TAKE A LOOK AT MY WINDOW YOU BROKE, WALL PAPER YOU TORE DOWN, FURNITURE YOU CLIMB, THE FOOD AND DRINK YOU SHARE WITH THE DOG, AND I AM SURE I CAN CARRY ON WITH MORE. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss9lloGZCI/AAAAAAAAApg/wLObB0PUToU/s1600-h/PA050074EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389469095043687458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss9lloGZCI/AAAAAAAAApg/wLObB0PUToU/s400/PA050074EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS ONE WELL WHAT CAN I SAY. I AM GOING TO CALL HER MIMI FROM DREW CAREY. LOL SHE WAS SO HAPPY WHEN I LET HER PUT ON HER PLAY MAKEUP. WONDER WHY IT IS PUT UP OUT OF REACH. I THINK THIS ANSWERED ALL THOSE QUESTIONS. SHE CAN ONLY GET HER HANDS ON IT WHEN WE ARE STAYING IN THE HOUSE. SHE WAS SO HAPPY MATCHED THE EYESHADOW WITH HER DRESS. SHE DOES NOT LIKE TO MISMATCH. BUT SHE KEPT SAYING SHE WAS A BEAUTIFUL PRINCESS. AND THAT SHE IS. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss9lETNSxI/AAAAAAAAApY/bkMMz50WaXU/s1600-h/PA050062EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389469086097689362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss9lETNSxI/AAAAAAAAApY/bkMMz50WaXU/s400/PA050062EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED THIS PIC. IT WAS TAKEN WHILE I WAS MILKING. LOVED THE WAY THERE WAS A SHADOW OVER SOME OF IT AND PERFECT LIGHT OVER THE TREES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss6V6Rwy7I/AAAAAAAAApQ/cGJsQh5iplk/s1600-h/PA040093EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389465527174351794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss6V6Rwy7I/AAAAAAAAApQ/cGJsQh5iplk/s400/PA040093EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS IS A STRAIGHT OUT OF THE CAMERA. I WAS PLAYING WITH DIFFERENT BUTTONS TRYING TO FIGURE THINGS OUT. I THINK THIS ONE TURNED OUT BEAITUFUL TOO. THE TREES ARE NOT CHANGING MUCH YET. I THOUGHT THEY WOULD BE CHANGED BY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss6VRzLRHI/AAAAAAAAApI/ZlwcDRIl59A/s1600-h/PA040094EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389465516308644978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss6VRzLRHI/AAAAAAAAApI/ZlwcDRIl59A/s400/PA040094EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ONE MORING I WAS TAKING PICS OF THE KIDS. THEY WERE IN SUCH A GOOD MOOD AND BOY DO I LOVE THAT. STILL DOES NOT MEAN IT IS EASY GETTING GOOD PICTURES OF THE CAVEMAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss6VOBXH3I/AAAAAAAAApA/H4mgzk9h7PI/s1600-h/P9300023EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389465515294400370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss6VOBXH3I/AAAAAAAAApA/H4mgzk9h7PI/s400/P9300023EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; REMEMBER IN THE PICTURE AT THE TOP. I SAID HE DID NOTHING WRONG LIKE WALL PAPER. MY SON IS FOR HIRE. YOU NEED A ROOM REDONE AND HE IS GOOD AND PEELING WALLPAPER. HE HAS JUST ABOUT EVERY ROOM TORN OF THE PAPER. MY FAMILY ROOM HE HAD 2 SHEETS PULLED OFF. I WAS NOT FOND OF THE PAPER AND IT WOULD COME DOWN ONE DAY. IT JUST HAPPEND SOONER THAN EXPECTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss6UYaKxvI/AAAAAAAAAo4/tJX66Ux2pJ0/s1600-h/P9300030EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389465500902934258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss6UYaKxvI/AAAAAAAAAo4/tJX66Ux2pJ0/s400/P9300030EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEETHING!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss6T25zRTI/AAAAAAAAAow/lE5XSnibJvA/s1600-h/P9300047EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389465491908805938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss6T25zRTI/AAAAAAAAAow/lE5XSnibJvA/s400/P9300047EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WELL THESE PICS ARE FROM THE LAST FEW DAYS AND LITTLE OK SOMEWHAT LONG NOTES TO GO. PLEASE CHECK BACK I AM GOING TO TAKE A TOUR OF OUR DAIRY FARM THROUGH PICTURES. I AM SO EXCITED. WORKING ON IT NOW. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-5586462334164532484?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5586462334164532484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-much-to-catch-up-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5586462334164532484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5586462334164532484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-much-to-catch-up-on.html' title='SO MUCH TO CATCH UP ON'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sss9m3wupxI/AAAAAAAAAp4/H_g7SeXGfsI/s72-c/PA050114EDIT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-252977409000306827</id><published>2009-10-03T09:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:16:37.787-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FOOD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANIMALS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><title type='text'>MORE PICS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdUKNpaUNI/AAAAAAAAAoo/TYAbzOFqQzc/s1600-h/PA010116EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388368013610864850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdUKNpaUNI/AAAAAAAAAoo/TYAbzOFqQzc/s400/PA010116EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY ZUCCHINI IS STILL GROWING LIKE MAD. PICKED 8 MORE LIKE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdUJ5fUatI/AAAAAAAAAog/Hco0ZnRuo6E/s1600-h/PA010077EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388368008199826130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdUJ5fUatI/AAAAAAAAAog/Hco0ZnRuo6E/s400/PA010077EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WHAT IS THAT LOOK FOR SHANE? LOVE THE CAMERA, REMEMBER LOVE THE CAMERA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdUJSnYlJI/AAAAAAAAAoY/fS9OqcRezq0/s1600-h/PA010067EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388367997764670610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdUJSnYlJI/AAAAAAAAAoY/fS9OqcRezq0/s400/PA010067EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OUR SITE FROM THE MILK PARLOR, NICE EXCEPT FOR A FEW THINGS IN THE WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdR_9EdgII/AAAAAAAAAoQ/KEoNslEt7BY/s1600-h/PA010094EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388365638338969730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdR_9EdgII/AAAAAAAAAoQ/KEoNslEt7BY/s400/PA010094EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DORA OUR WONDERFUL DOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdR_ntoA0I/AAAAAAAAAoI/AojTnmKt9C4/s1600-h/PA010107EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388365632606044994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdR_ntoA0I/AAAAAAAAAoI/AojTnmKt9C4/s400/PA010107EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OUR CHICKENS. THEY ARE CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdR_O5_4xI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3QW1z0ppJOI/s1600-h/PA010099EIDT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388365625947054866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdR_O5_4xI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3QW1z0ppJOI/s400/PA010099EIDT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SAUSAGE AND BACON HAVE GROWN BUT NOT ENOUGH YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdR-hV8W0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/Q9rQQ26pVsM/s1600-h/PA010090EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388365613716233026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdR-hV8W0I/AAAAAAAAAn4/Q9rQQ26pVsM/s400/PA010090EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OUR NEW CALF THAT WE HAD THE OTHER DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdR-Vw4seI/AAAAAAAAAnw/7TQ-C-3pQAk/s1600-h/PA010058EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388365610608013794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdR-Vw4seI/AAAAAAAAAnw/7TQ-C-3pQAk/s400/PA010058EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ISNT HE CUTE..HE IS FREE TO ANYONE THAT WANTS HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-252977409000306827?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/252977409000306827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-pics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/252977409000306827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/252977409000306827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-pics.html' title='MORE PICS'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsdUKNpaUNI/AAAAAAAAAoo/TYAbzOFqQzc/s72-c/PA010116EDIT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-8514228803568491754</id><published>2009-10-02T15:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:11:54.758-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid pictures'/><title type='text'>PICS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsZUhKvmDRI/AAAAAAAAAno/f-A3zA-llRM/s1600-h/P9300015EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388086932991773970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsZUhKvmDRI/AAAAAAAAAno/f-A3zA-llRM/s400/P9300015EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsZUgzzqv2I/AAAAAAAAAng/6Af6TvfbLKA/s1600-h/P9300020EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388086926834843490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsZUgzzqv2I/AAAAAAAAAng/6Af6TvfbLKA/s400/P9300020EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsZUgMXcftI/AAAAAAAAAnY/GEdEBaK7-3Y/s1600-h/P9300023EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388086916247486162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsZUgMXcftI/AAAAAAAAAnY/GEdEBaK7-3Y/s400/P9300023EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsZUfq4AHDI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/v-xJhUPPPLU/s1600-h/P9300047EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388086907257232434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsZUfq4AHDI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/v-xJhUPPPLU/s400/P9300047EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-8514228803568491754?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/8514228803568491754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/pics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/8514228803568491754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/8514228803568491754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/pics.html' title='PICS'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsZUhKvmDRI/AAAAAAAAAno/f-A3zA-llRM/s72-c/P9300015EDIT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7096087735646760613</id><published>2009-10-02T08:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:12:14.312-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JUST A NOTE'/><title type='text'>Lets see how I do</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know been so long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I got out of the habbit of sitting down after the Hubby left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I need to take my few mins and blog again everyday, before Caveman gets up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If I dont then I never will.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I loose my train of thought when he is around, Imgaine that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So here is my short blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He is jumping so hard I think I might find him in my lap one day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I took pictures and will be posting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks to everyone for sticking here and reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7096087735646760613?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7096087735646760613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-see-how-i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7096087735646760613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7096087735646760613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-see-how-i-do.html' title='Lets see how I do'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-2881054833590558941</id><published>2009-09-30T12:19:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T08:45:06.682-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LANDSCAPES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><title type='text'>Fall is here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well things have been busy. Here are only a few pics I have taken in the last (feels like a month) few weeks. Beans will be coming off soon, we did Corn Silage for the cows. We are getting into a time we are going to be haveing a few babies (calves).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsRx3OBKjMI/AAAAAAAAAnI/bJjh12FPqhg/s1600-h/P9150063editcopy+write.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387556247711681730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsRx3OBKjMI/AAAAAAAAAnI/bJjh12FPqhg/s320/P9150063editcopy+write.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have been playing with things on my camera to see what I can do. I really dont know what all the things mean but I try to do one thing a week. :) So these are shots I have taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsRx2RzdivI/AAAAAAAAAnA/C7n5E9QpYzs/s1600-h/P9150033editcopy+write.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387556231548078834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsRx2RzdivI/AAAAAAAAAnA/C7n5E9QpYzs/s320/P9150033editcopy+write.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The one above an below are 2 of my fav I had taken. This is our farm and just loved the flower. Good thing I got it when I did because It is all going away now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsRx10NbO4I/AAAAAAAAAm4/8D21RZj3HSQ/s1600-h/P9150017copy+write.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387556223603915650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsRx10NbO4I/AAAAAAAAAm4/8D21RZj3HSQ/s320/P9150017copy+write.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387556220459069170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsRx1oforvI/AAAAAAAAAmw/04C02O3RRE0/s320/P9150092editcopy+write.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is over looking one of the soybean fields behind our house. The sun was setting and it was beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsRx1MSgrwI/AAAAAAAAAmo/rEEzyNvhNp4/s1600-h/P9190103+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387556212887826178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsRx1MSgrwI/AAAAAAAAAmo/rEEzyNvhNp4/s320/P9190103+copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here we are bagging silage. The farmer is driving the Tractor. I am on the 4 wheeler in the road taking pics. LOL So much for helping him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOKvx5HBzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/3PGd1Rf_W8E/s1600-h/P9190091+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387302132716603186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOKvx5HBzI/AAAAAAAAAmg/3PGd1Rf_W8E/s320/P9190091+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; Ron is chopping the corn. I loved this pic. I drove about 1 mile on the 4 wheeler to go get the pics of Ron Chopping&gt; that his how far we drove the wagons back to our house to bag the corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOKvfg0EaI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ZXxkenC6wIA/s1600-h/P9190105+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387302127782859170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOKvfg0EaI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ZXxkenC6wIA/s320/P9190105+copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Another pic from the road. That is Rons hay he baled out in our fields. We had enough put up in the barn for the year. Very good year to grow just about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOKvP7xcmI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/crZZ1E1zg1Q/s1600-h/P9190087+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387302123600966242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOKvP7xcmI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/crZZ1E1zg1Q/s320/P9190087+copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOKuqzLA3I/AAAAAAAAAmI/nTVeRfSyAdE/s1600-h/P9190065+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387302113632781170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOKuqzLA3I/AAAAAAAAAmI/nTVeRfSyAdE/s320/P9190065+copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOKuLlYtLI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Hirdpq3PjxA/s1600-h/P9190059+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387302105253459122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOKuLlYtLI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Hirdpq3PjxA/s320/P9190059+copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This is the tractor I got to drive and help with. It is hooked to the bagger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOHqQV0OdI/AAAAAAAAAl4/9bIfjoIdfPc/s1600-h/P9190056+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387298739275971026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOHqQV0OdI/AAAAAAAAAl4/9bIfjoIdfPc/s320/P9190056+copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummy Cow Salad. This is chopped corn. Stalk and all. Cows love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOHp1j74ZI/AAAAAAAAAlw/xWOPzOuwKPM/s1600-h/P9190043+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387298732087435666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOHp1j74ZI/AAAAAAAAAlw/xWOPzOuwKPM/s320/P9190043+Copy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Of course the farmer hard at work and did not relize I was taking the pic. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOHpT1NQPI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Ycj1wfmtNNA/s1600-h/P9250098+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387298723033071858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOHpT1NQPI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Ycj1wfmtNNA/s320/P9250098+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a Sunset that I saw. Loved it. Looked 10x's better in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOHo0EEfpI/AAAAAAAAAlg/S0lruhvk7CE/s1600-h/P9240071+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387298714505477778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOHo0EEfpI/AAAAAAAAAlg/S0lruhvk7CE/s320/P9240071+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; A tree starting to change colors last week. This one stand just behind our house. Chickens live in the little shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOHoZ_3JNI/AAAAAAAAAlY/S1eIFAgJZTs/s1600-h/P9260018+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387298707508503762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsOHoZ_3JNI/AAAAAAAAAlY/S1eIFAgJZTs/s320/P9260018+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;We had a visitor. The Farmers Princess was so excited. She loved seeing and touching it. A little shocking because you never know if she will touch things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Well that has been my last few weeks. A couple of kid crazy things and new babies. I will get pics of the calves. We have another due here in the next coupld days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-2881054833590558941?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2881054833590558941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2881054833590558941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2881054833590558941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='Fall is here'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsRx3OBKjMI/AAAAAAAAAnI/bJjh12FPqhg/s72-c/P9150063editcopy+write.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7523319300354973905</id><published>2009-09-28T10:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T11:44:22.287-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLYN AND HIS EYES'/><title type='text'>I &lt;3 "BLUE" FACES</title><content type='html'>FLY ON OVER TO I HEART FACES TO SEE ALL HOW BLUE PICTURES CAN GET.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsDHDf7xqfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/4Xls2F8P1Y4/s1600-h/004COLLYN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386524017260866034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsDHDf7xqfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/4Xls2F8P1Y4/s400/004COLLYN.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS IS A PICTURE OF MY CAVEMAN. ONE OF MY FAV PICS THAT I TOOK AWHILE BACK, BEFORE HIS EYE SURGERY. WHAT A PRECIOUS BOY :) &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/125x125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7523319300354973905?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7523319300354973905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-3-blue.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7523319300354973905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7523319300354973905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-3-blue.html' title='I &lt;3 &quot;BLUE&quot; FACES'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SsDHDf7xqfI/AAAAAAAAAlM/4Xls2F8P1Y4/s72-c/004COLLYN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-240372923250931893</id><published>2009-09-14T09:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:13:26.663-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>I &lt;3 FACES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sq5F4VyJ3vI/AAAAAAAAAk0/poqZR3bPOMk/s1600-h/P9060046+COPY+WRITE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381315438976818930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sq5F4VyJ3vI/AAAAAAAAAk0/poqZR3bPOMk/s400/P9060046+COPY+WRITE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;THIS IS MY PETS ENTRY. THIS SHEEP KEPT PEAKING OVER THE GATE, AND I THOUGHT IT WAS CUTE. CRAWL OVER TO I &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/smallbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-240372923250931893?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/240372923250931893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-3-faces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/240372923250931893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/240372923250931893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-3-faces.html' title='I &lt;3 FACES'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sq5F4VyJ3vI/AAAAAAAAAk0/poqZR3bPOMk/s72-c/P9060046+COPY+WRITE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-8414424785654310742</id><published>2009-09-14T09:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:13:42.568-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>I &lt;3 FACES DEEP THOUGHTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sq5Et7n8NTI/AAAAAAAAAks/Q3rDKCN7saY/s1600-h/P9060054+COPY+WRITE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381314160644338994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sq5Et7n8NTI/AAAAAAAAAks/Q3rDKCN7saY/s400/P9060054+COPY+WRITE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS MY ENTRY FOR THE CONTEMPLATIVE FACES. MY FARMERS PRINCESS WAS LOOKING FOR HER DADDY AND BROTHER. SHE THOUGHT THEY WERE LOST AT THE FAIR.&lt;br /&gt;SLIDE ON OVER TO I HEART FACES TO SEE OTHER DEEP PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/smallbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-8414424785654310742?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/8414424785654310742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-3-faces-deep-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/8414424785654310742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/8414424785654310742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-3-faces-deep-thoughts.html' title='I &lt;3 FACES DEEP THOUGHTS'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sq5Et7n8NTI/AAAAAAAAAks/Q3rDKCN7saY/s72-c/P9060054+COPY+WRITE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-5585557014304243502</id><published>2009-09-10T08:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:04:09.649-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOMESCHOOLING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KIDS UPDATES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL TALES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUN FUN FUN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOYS WILL B BOYS'/><title type='text'>BACK TO THE GRIND OF THINGS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;WELL I HAVE ROYALLY SUCKED AT KEEPING THIS UPDATED. I AM SO SORRY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WHY DOES LIFE GET SO BUSY AND YOU PUT YOUR "YOU TIME" ASIDE? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THIS IS MY "YOU TIME" AND BOY AM I GOING TO BE NEEDING IT HERE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I FOUND OUT THE LAST FEW DAYS THAT MY PRAYERS GOING UP ABOUT BECOMING A BETTER, PATIENT, MORE LOVING, AND MORE WISE PARENT IS NOW IN PROCESS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;DONT EVER PRAY FOR PATIENTS! LOL! I GOT NATHANIEL THAT IS JUST LIKE ME IN MANY WAYS. IT WAS POINTED OUT TO ME ONCE AGAIN YESTERDAY AND I REALLY NOTICED IT THIS MORNING WHILE WE WERE MILKING. WOW! I FEEL LIKE CHOKING MYSELF TO SEE WHAT I PUT MY HUSBAND THOURHG! LOL. I CAN ARGUE ANYTHING AND I MEAN ANYTHING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WHY IS THAT? SO NOW I HAVE TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO GET THIS CHANGED. NATHANIEL AND I THROUGH HOMESCHOOLING WILL BE LEARNING ALOT ABOUT OURSELVES. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I HAVE LEARNED ALOT ABOUT HIM ALREADY JUST READING ALL HIS PAPERS FROM HIS PUBLIC SCHOOL. THERE IS ALOT I MEAN A LOT OF WORK AHEAD ON THIS BOY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;REFUSAL TO DO HOMEWORK. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CRAZY LOUD OUTBURTS (VIOLENT AND EMOTIONAL).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SLEEPINESS ON THE JOB OR SCHOOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CARLESSNESS ABOUT DOING HOME WORK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;RUSHING THROUGH SO FAST TO GET IT DONE AND NOT DOING IT RIGHT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ARGUMENTIVE (LIKE ME).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ADHD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I AM SURE THE LIST COULD GO ON. SO THERE IS GOING TO BE SOME MAJOR WRITING FOR ME SOON I AM SURE SO I DONT GO CHOKING OTHERS. LOL! I REALLY WOULDNT DO THAT BUT SURE FEEL LIKE IT. :) ALTHOUGH I DO NEED TO SAY HE REALLY WANTS TO DO THIS AND HE IS WILLING TO LEARN (IN HIS OWN WAY, NOT SURE IF IT WILL WORK). SO THE FARMER AND I ARE UP FOR THIS CHALLENGE AHEAD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TO GIVE A LITTLE UPDATE ON OTHER THINGS GOING AROUND. OUR OTHER BARN WALL WAS POURED YESTERDAY AND IN PLACE. I NEED TO GET PICS OF THAT. I AM GOING TO LOVE THE NEW BARN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WE ARE GOING TO PAINT MY FAMILY ROOM BECAUSE CAVEMAN DECDIED TO TAKE DOWN THE WALL PAPER FOR ME. SO WE FINISHED AND THERE IS JUST LEFTOVER ON THE WALLS. YUCK. CAVEMAN IS STARTING TO SAY HIS SISTERS NAME MUCH BETTER NOW. CUTTING TEETH LEFT AND RIGHT! HE IS GOING TO BE 19 MONTHS THIS MONTH. MY LITTLE BOY. HIS LEFT EYE SEEMS TO BE WANDERING MORE AGAIN. THAT IS UPDATE FOR HIM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sqj2YHa_vPI/AAAAAAAAAkk/xlkm7Hwwf6k/s1600-h/P9060022+COPY+WRITE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379820649063628018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sqj2YHa_vPI/AAAAAAAAAkk/xlkm7Hwwf6k/s400/P9060022+COPY+WRITE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sqj2XgAsVbI/AAAAAAAAAkc/DHo_h4FLrGk/s1600-h/P9060030+COPY+WRITE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379820638484321714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sqj2XgAsVbI/AAAAAAAAAkc/DHo_h4FLrGk/s400/P9060030+COPY+WRITE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THE FARMERS PRINCESS AS YOU ALL KNOW TURNED 4 YESTERDAY! HARDLY BELIEVE THAT. SHE IS GETTING TO BE SUCH A BIG GIRL. I LOVE HER SO MUCH. AND SHE SURE CAN SAY SOME WILD THINGS. SHE IS GOING BACK TO SCHOOL, HAD A BLAST AT OUR COUNTY FAIR. MAKES MY EYES WATER JUST THINKING OF MY LITTLE GIRL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sqj2XT0ZXQI/AAAAAAAAAkU/EKn-K7z8Tog/s1600-h/P9060140+COPY+WRITE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379820635211521282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sqj2XT0ZXQI/AAAAAAAAAkU/EKn-K7z8Tog/s400/P9060140+COPY+WRITE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;THE FARMER AND I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;CELEBRATE&lt;/span&gt; OUR 10TH ANNIVERSARY OCTOBER 9. HOW EXCITING. IT SURE HAS BEEN A LONG LEARNING ROAD. I SURE DO LOVE HIM AND WE ARE TRYING TO TRAIN UP NATHANIEL TO MILK FOR US. SHANE FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 10 YEARS SAID MAYBE WE NEED TO GET AWAY JUST THE 2 OF US. I ABOUT PASSED OUT! SURE I WILL TAKE A DAY TRIP BUT HE SAID A WEEKEND. :) OUR WHOLE MARRIED TIME WE HAVE HAD SOMEONE WITH US FOR THE MOST PART. LIKE OUR FARM HAND THAT LEFT FOR THE NATIONAL &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;GUARD&lt;/span&gt; HE WAS ALWAYS HERE BEFORE NATHANIEL. WELL I GUESS THAT IS &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ENOUGH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;BORING&lt;/span&gt; THINGS DOWN. JUST A QUICK ;) **WINK* UPDATE. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SO ANY IDEAS HOW TO DO THIS HOMESCHOOLING WITH A CHILD THAT REFUSED IN SCHOOL TO DO ANYTHING PLEASE SEND THEM MY WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-5585557014304243502?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5585557014304243502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-grind-of-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5585557014304243502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5585557014304243502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-grind-of-things.html' title='BACK TO THE GRIND OF THINGS.'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sqj2YHa_vPI/AAAAAAAAAkk/xlkm7Hwwf6k/s72-c/P9060022+COPY+WRITE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-8258189245865068888</id><published>2009-09-09T15:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:14:02.895-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL TALES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIRHTDAY'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday The Farmers Princess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SqgJYQFRplI/AAAAAAAAAkM/xy3bEwZ0_kU/s1600-h/P9040072+copy+write.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379560067132663378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SqgJYQFRplI/AAAAAAAAAkM/xy3bEwZ0_kU/s320/P9040072+copy+write.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SqgJYFQpRDI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Bf4M9sz77l4/s1600-h/P9040033+copy+write.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379560064227558450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SqgJYFQpRDI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Bf4M9sz77l4/s320/P9040033+copy+write.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SqgJXbnLMrI/AAAAAAAAAj8/gwi7vhsUmQA/s1600-h/100_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379560053047767730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SqgJXbnLMrI/AAAAAAAAAj8/gwi7vhsUmQA/s320/100_0721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SqgJXGBZeHI/AAAAAAAAAj0/vdEmzUWUvI0/s1600-h/100_0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379560047252174962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SqgJXGBZeHI/AAAAAAAAAj0/vdEmzUWUvI0/s320/100_0452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SqgJWiIEDPI/AAAAAAAAAjs/RtKVooRPBno/s1600-h/100_0447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379560037616454898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SqgJWiIEDPI/AAAAAAAAAjs/RtKVooRPBno/s320/100_0447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is my little girls 4th Birthday. Wow. Time has flown. She was my cute little Chunk and now she is my finely shaped Princess. Just to show her from when she was a baby to now. She was my little cutie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-8258189245865068888?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/8258189245865068888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-farmers-princess.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/8258189245865068888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/8258189245865068888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-farmers-princess.html' title='Happy Birthday The Farmers Princess!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SqgJYQFRplI/AAAAAAAAAkM/xy3bEwZ0_kU/s72-c/P9040072+copy+write.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-2681392507527054477</id><published>2009-08-20T12:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T13:11:00.680-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOMESCHOOLING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKS LORD'/><title type='text'>HOMESCHOOLING UI PRAYPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/So2DLY1AhqI/AAAAAAAAAjk/qQZmjRF5dz0/s1600-h/P6290149+EDIT2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372094162189452962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/So2DLY1AhqI/AAAAAAAAAjk/qQZmjRF5dz0/s320/P6290149+EDIT2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; NATHANIEL, THOMAS, JOHN AND KRISTINA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/So2DK7fFy_I/AAAAAAAAAjc/x3vFZ5d_XG8/s1600-h/P6290127+EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372094154312895474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/So2DK7fFy_I/AAAAAAAAAjc/x3vFZ5d_XG8/s320/P6290127+EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/So2DKearrdI/AAAAAAAAAjU/HmH0HRTPa3Y/s1600-h/P6290021+EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372094146509778386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/So2DKearrdI/AAAAAAAAAjU/HmH0HRTPa3Y/s320/P6290021+EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HERE IS NATHANIEL..THE ONE I AM TALKING ABOUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I AM SO EXCITED. I HAD A LONG TALK WITH CASSANDRA ON FRIDAY. DID NOT THINK I GOT THROUGH TO HER AND DONT THINK I EVER WOULD. WELL TUESDAY SHE CALLED ME AND SAID WE COULD TRY THE HOMESCHOOLING AND SEE HOW THINGS ARE GOING. PRAISE THE LORD! THERE IS A CHANCE FOR NATHANIEL. IT IS AMAZING HOW THE LORD IS WORKING THROUGH SHANE AND I. WE HAVE BEEN ON A ROUGH ROAD AND GETTING THINGS SMOOTHED OUT. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;SO NOW THE COUNTDOWN IS ON. MONDAY IS THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL FOR HIM AND WE ARE NOT ENROLLED. WE NEED INFO FROM HIS SCHOOL AND THERE IS AN ISSUE OF CASSANDRA OWES THEM MONEY AND WE CAN NOT GET A REPORT CARD FROM THERE. WELL I HOPE SHE CAN TAKE CARE OF THIS IN THE NEXT COUPLE DAYS. I WANT TO GET STARTED FOR HIM. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;SHANE ALSO IS AN AWSOME MAN. WELL THE FARMER I SHOULD SAY. THE SUPPORT THAT I AM GETTING FROM HIM AND I KNOW I AM GIVING HIM. THINGS HAVE CHANGED ALL THE WAY AROUND FROM LAST DECEMBER. I AM THANKFUL FOR THE FRIENDS AND FAMILY I HAVE. LOVE EVERYONE AND THANKS EVERYONE OF MY BLOGGY FRIENDS FOR DEALING WITH ME AND MY VENTING AND JUST CHECKING THINGS OUT. I PRAYED I ONE DAY WOULD HELP SOMEONE OUT AND NOW..I GET TO. NATHANIEL HERE I COME. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-2681392507527054477?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2681392507527054477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/homeschooling-ui-praypdate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2681392507527054477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2681392507527054477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/homeschooling-ui-praypdate.html' title='HOMESCHOOLING UI PRAYPDATE'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/So2DLY1AhqI/AAAAAAAAAjk/qQZmjRF5dz0/s72-c/P6290149+EDIT2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-2311958726348985888</id><published>2009-08-10T12:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T12:18:24.689-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid pictures'/><title type='text'>Sibling Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some pics I took on Sunday. I loved it with Caveman on the back while The Farmers Princess pedaled him around. Way to cute. I love my kids and they love eachother.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBRcLHiO6I/AAAAAAAAAjM/iybKnqV4wdk/s1600-h/P8090181+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368380300288211874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBRcLHiO6I/AAAAAAAAAjM/iybKnqV4wdk/s200/P8090181+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBRbjzSQFI/AAAAAAAAAjE/X9lprKfcOJI/s1600-h/P8090178+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368380289734295634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBRbjzSQFI/AAAAAAAAAjE/X9lprKfcOJI/s200/P8090178+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBRbUG8S2I/AAAAAAAAAi8/8JPsCBNOPBI/s1600-h/P8090171+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368380285521775458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBRbUG8S2I/AAAAAAAAAi8/8JPsCBNOPBI/s200/P8090171+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBRax_szQI/AAAAAAAAAi0/EAMY7kBWWW4/s1600-h/P8090170+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368380276364594434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBRax_szQI/AAAAAAAAAi0/EAMY7kBWWW4/s200/P8090170+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBRaR3enPI/AAAAAAAAAis/k_thJ7gYpuo/s1600-h/P8090166+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368380267740175602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBRaR3enPI/AAAAAAAAAis/k_thJ7gYpuo/s200/P8090166+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-2311958726348985888?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2311958726348985888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/sibling-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2311958726348985888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2311958726348985888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/sibling-love.html' title='Sibling Love'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBRcLHiO6I/AAAAAAAAAjM/iybKnqV4wdk/s72-c/P8090181+edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-1755417164878251</id><published>2009-08-10T12:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T12:43:52.134-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBMUsKdWVI/AAAAAAAAAik/Mo_sv_HTufA/s1600-h/P8080038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368374674161752402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBMUsKdWVI/AAAAAAAAAik/Mo_sv_HTufA/s200/P8080038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;few&lt;/span&gt; pics from the Family reunion. It was a blast. Time goes by so fast. It is always nice to see everyone. Been awhile since I seen some. There was a blow up water slide  and a bounce around room. What fun. Kids sure had fun. They also played a couple games. It was very hard for me to take pics because Caveman is a handful. I did end up taking about 150 pics though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBMUCN0L6I/AAAAAAAAAic/F6EBrduZIMY/s1600-h/P8080013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368374662901542818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBMUCN0L6I/AAAAAAAAAic/F6EBrduZIMY/s200/P8080013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Caveman with Great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Poppie&lt;/span&gt; and Great Grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LaBonte&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBMTx5NnvI/AAAAAAAAAiU/D7TuaSc-4-8/s1600-h/P8080135+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368374658520162034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBMTx5NnvI/AAAAAAAAAiU/D7TuaSc-4-8/s200/P8080135+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He could not stop jumping around in there. It is his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; past time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBMTjQEg1I/AAAAAAAAAiM/WFO0JPxTYjk/s1600-h/P8080041+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368374654589502290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBMTjQEg1I/AAAAAAAAAiM/WFO0JPxTYjk/s200/P8080041+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks like Christina and Allison are going to throw down. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. Not sure what this was about but lets see if they stay roommates. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBMTSK56GI/AAAAAAAAAiE/mf7hYMBStt0/s1600-h/P8080072+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368374650004432994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBMTSK56GI/AAAAAAAAAiE/mf7hYMBStt0/s200/P8080072+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Farmers Princess licking her face from the powder &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;doughnut&lt;/span&gt; game.  That was cute. Hands behind the back and had to eat it off the string. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now Thomas just came by, well, not just now but about 2 hours ago. His mom took him. It is hard to believe he is going to be gone. I already miss him. He could not let the kids go. He sure is a good kid and I am so proud of him. He will be changed when he gets home. Countdown now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not much else to say. I am tired and sad, but need to do things and happy. So I am an emotional roller coaster right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-1755417164878251?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/1755417164878251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-reunion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1755417164878251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1755417164878251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SoBMUsKdWVI/AAAAAAAAAik/Mo_sv_HTufA/s72-c/P8080038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7675850784269518798</id><published>2009-08-06T10:22:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T12:52:10.332-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MILITARY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOYS WILL B BOYS'/><title type='text'>my new fav pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thomas getting ready to leave. My last bit of time before he leaves I snapped a few pics. Thomas saw Collyn in the window Checking Him out. Well the picture after this brought a tear to my eye because I did not think I got it on the Camera. I was happy and these two are really going to miss eachother. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnrozE1J_6I/AAAAAAAAAh0/_ALZP49Kg6Q/s1600-h/P8050084+edit2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366857870133034914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnrozE1J_6I/AAAAAAAAAh0/_ALZP49Kg6Q/s400/P8050084+edit2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my special picture. I love it and shows the relationship they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Snroyu4H3tI/AAAAAAAAAhs/1dDDDPDEbU8/s1600-h/P8050099+edit2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366857864239898322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Snroyu4H3tI/AAAAAAAAAhs/1dDDDPDEbU8/s400/P8050099+edit2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thomas walking away. I am teared up just lookinng at them and He&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366893574743355634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnsJRW3ncPI/AAAAAAAAAh8/megbvKT7guQ/s400/P8050091+edit2.JPG" /&gt; leaves Monday! God Bless you Thomas and we love you. Thanks for all your help around here. You mean alot to all 4 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnroyGA2ATI/AAAAAAAAAhk/RTXK_zWILtM/s1600-h/P8050070+edit2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366857853270622514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnroyGA2ATI/AAAAAAAAAhk/RTXK_zWILtM/s400/P8050070+edit2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7675850784269518798?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7675850784269518798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-new-fav-pics.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7675850784269518798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7675850784269518798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-new-fav-pics.html' title='my new fav pics'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnrozE1J_6I/AAAAAAAAAh0/_ALZP49Kg6Q/s72-c/P8050084+edit2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-5531544632375824692</id><published>2009-08-03T22:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:47:44.516-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LIFE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOMESCHOOLING'/><title type='text'>I CAN NOT BEGIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;THERE IS NO WHERE TO START THIS BLOG AND NO WHERE TO END. JUST PLEASE PRAY FOR US. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; KNOW HOW I HAVE KEPT MY HEAD TOGETHER EXCEPT THAT GODS GRACE IS GETTING ME THROUGH. THIS IS GOING TO BE A BUSY FAST WEEK. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MY FRIEND FROM HIGH SCHOOL WILL BE HERE TUESDAY UNTIL THURSDAY. FRIDAY I GO TO MICHIGAN AND COME HOME SUNDAY. THOMAS LEAVES MONDAY THE 10 FOR NATIONAL GUARD. I THINK I MAY BE TAKING HIM. NOT SURE. JUST LAST WEEK AND WEEKEND WERE CRAZY WITH THINGS GOING ON. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I AM TRYING TO GET THINGS STRAIGHT WITH HOMESCHOOLING OUR ALMOST 3RD CHILD. HAVING ISSUES WITH HIS MOTHER. NOT UNDERSTANDING WHY BUT WE ARE. SHE THINKS SHE CAN DO IT BY HER SELF AT &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;THEIR&lt;/span&gt; HOUSE. NOT POSSIBLE. I WANT HIM OUT OF THE SITUATION AT THAT HOUSE. THERE ARE 2 PEOPLE OR KIDS OR WHATEVER THEY CALL THEM LIVING THERE THAT DO DRUGS, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; WORK AND PAY FOR NOTHING. THE OLDEST BROTHER GOT KICKED OUT OF HIS HOUSE BY HIS WIFE THAT DOUBLE HIS AGE. NOW HE WANTS TO BECOME A DRUG DEALER &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;BECAUSE&lt;/span&gt; THEY MAKE GOOD MONEY. OK LETS THINK ABOUT THAT ONE. THE ONE I WILL CALL THE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HOMESCHOOLER&lt;/span&gt; IS 15 AND WONT &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;GRADUATE&lt;/span&gt; WITH GOOD ATTENTION ON HIM. HE GETS &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;IN TROUBLE&lt;/span&gt; AND DOES NOT GO TO SCHOOL WHEN HE DOES NOT WANT TO. IN 8TH GRADE I WENT 5 TIMES TO HIS HOUSE AND GRABBED HIM BY HIS NECK AND TOOK HIM TO SCHOOL. HE MISSED 29 DAYS THAT YEAR. OUR FARM HAND THE 18 YEAR OLD OF THE HOUSE IS LEAVING FOR THE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;GUARD&lt;/span&gt;, THE ONLY GOOD INFLUENCE FOR THE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HOMESCHOOLER&lt;/span&gt;. THAT HOUSE JUST IS NOT STABLE. I TALK TO THE SISTER AND SHE IS IN GUAM. SHE IS MARRIED AND HUSBAND IN NAVY. WELL SHE BELIEVES WHAT WE CAN GIVE THE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HOMESCHOOLER&lt;/span&gt; IS A CHANCE OVER WHAT HE DOES NOT GET. THE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HOMESCHOOLER&lt;/span&gt; IS SO GOOD FOR US AND IT IS AMAZING THE DIFFERENCE IN HIM WHEN HE IS HERE AND NOT HANGING AROUND THE OTHER BAD ONE. WELL LET ME LEAVE IT THERE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WE NEED TO HAVE THE MOMS HEART SOFTENED AND SEE THE LIGHT THAT CAN BE AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL IF SHE WANTS HER YOUNGEST TO GRADUATE FROM SCHOOL. HE WANTS TO BE A &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;PILOT&lt;/span&gt; IN THE ARMY. WELL HAVE TO GET A DIPLOMA FIRST. THANKS EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-5531544632375824692?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5531544632375824692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-can-not-begin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5531544632375824692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5531544632375824692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-can-not-begin.html' title='I CAN NOT BEGIN'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7165374570142253059</id><published>2009-08-02T00:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:14:23.656-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOES IT EVER END?'/><title type='text'>So much Going on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnUWeieUyzI/AAAAAAAAAhc/_Lq--M4MJuQ/s1600-h/P8010076+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365219244987697970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnUWeieUyzI/AAAAAAAAAhc/_Lq--M4MJuQ/s400/P8010076+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caveman is so tired Can you tell? We went to the firemans Festival tonight. He can run like crazy. I guess he drops when he is tired. LOL. So cute not sure if he is comfortable. Thomas and I gave him a hair cut also. See how cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnUWeDdXTyI/AAAAAAAAAhU/zKl_pDpHoJE/s1600-h/P7270076+EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365219236662169378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnUWeDdXTyI/AAAAAAAAAhU/zKl_pDpHoJE/s400/P7270076+EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here The Farmer Spreading poop all over the place. As the Farmers Princess says..making the poop blurry becasue when I take pics of him doing this it is always blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnUWd5mCUJI/AAAAAAAAAhM/oA3uSZZ_Dq0/s1600-h/P7270068+EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365219234014187666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnUWd5mCUJI/AAAAAAAAAhM/oA3uSZZ_Dq0/s400/P7270068+EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the side of the barn I dont see much. I love the view from the fields.&gt;SO BEAUTIFUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnUWdoQjAeI/AAAAAAAAAhE/qq0S7fUs7LI/s1600-h/P7250150+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365219229360652770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnUWdoQjAeI/AAAAAAAAAhE/qq0S7fUs7LI/s400/P7250150+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I need some prayer. We are looking into getting partial custody of a 15 year old and going to home school him. He is behind in school and needs help. I never have seen myself as homeschooling. I did not like school myself. I am going to talk to his mother tomorrow. This is going to be hard. I really want him to succeed in life and not be a drop out like his one older brother. Please pray that this week goes well. It is going to be a rough ride but I know GOD is in control and the will of him will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7165374570142253059?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7165374570142253059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-much-going-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7165374570142253059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7165374570142253059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-much-going-on.html' title='So much Going on!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SnUWeieUyzI/AAAAAAAAAhc/_Lq--M4MJuQ/s72-c/P8010076+edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4349331296964203284</id><published>2009-07-29T08:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:01:05.860-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Values'/><title type='text'>FIREPROOF</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The Farmer and I just watched FIREPROOF the other night. WOW! is what I have to say. I know I am going through Counsiling. I have issues I am working on. I believe this book is going to help me though. I pray that The Farmer will consider it too. I know we can do it together. I want to put my whole heart in it but it sure is hard. I am adding the Day 1 Part so everyone can read it. It is 40 days and I get my book next week. The Farmer ordered it for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This forty day journey cannot be taken&lt;br /&gt;lightly. It is a challenging and often&lt;br /&gt;difficult process, but an incredibly&lt;br /&gt;fulfilling one. To take this dare requires&lt;br /&gt;a resolute mind and a steadfast&lt;br /&gt;determination. It is not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;sampled or briefly tested, and those who&lt;br /&gt;quit early will forfeit the greatest benefits.&lt;br /&gt;If you will commit to a day at a time&lt;br /&gt;for forty days, the results could change&lt;br /&gt;your life, and your marriage.&lt;br /&gt;Consider it a dare, from others who&lt;br /&gt;have done it before you.&lt;br /&gt;The Scriptures say that God designed&lt;br /&gt;and created marriage as a good thing. It is a beautiful, priceless&lt;br /&gt;gift. He uses marriage to help us eliminate loneliness, multiply&lt;br /&gt;our effectiveness, establish families, raise children, enjoy&lt;br /&gt;life, and bless us with relational intimacy. But beyond this,&lt;br /&gt;marriage also shows us our need to grow and deal with our&lt;br /&gt;own issues and self-centeredness through the help of a lifelong&lt;br /&gt;partner. If we are teachable, we will learn to do the one&lt;br /&gt;thing that is most important in marriage—to love. This powerful&lt;br /&gt;union provides the path for you to learn how to love another&lt;br /&gt;imperfect person unconditionally. It is wonderful. It is&lt;br /&gt;difficult. It is life changing.&lt;br /&gt;This book is about love. It’s about learning and daring to&lt;br /&gt;live a life filled with loving relationships. And this journey begins&lt;br /&gt;with the person that is closest to you: your spouse. May&lt;br /&gt;God bless you as you begin this adventure.&lt;br /&gt;But be sure of this: it will take courage. If you accept this&lt;br /&gt;dare, you must take the view that instead of following your&lt;br /&gt;heart, you are choosing to lead it. The world says to follow your&lt;br /&gt;heart, but if you are not leading it, then someone or something&lt;br /&gt;else is. The Bible says that “the heart is deceitful above all things,”&lt;br /&gt;and it will pursue that which feels right at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;We dare you to think differently, and to choose to lead&lt;br /&gt;your heart toward that which is best in the long run. This is a&lt;br /&gt;key to lasting, fulfilling relationships.&lt;br /&gt;This journey is not a process of trying to change your&lt;br /&gt;spouse to be the person you want them to be. You’ve no doubt&lt;br /&gt;already discovered that efforts to change your husband or wife&lt;br /&gt;have ended in failure and frustration. Rather, this is a journey&lt;br /&gt;of exploring and demonstrating genuine love, even when your&lt;br /&gt;desire is dry and your motives are low. The truth is, love is a&lt;br /&gt;decision and not just a feeling. It is selfless, sacrificial, and&lt;br /&gt;transformational. When love is truly demonstrated as it was&lt;br /&gt;intended, your relationship is more likely to change for the&lt;br /&gt;better.&lt;br /&gt;Each day of this journey will contain three very important&lt;br /&gt;elements:&lt;br /&gt;First, a unique aspect of love will be discussed. Read each&lt;br /&gt;of these carefully and be open to a new understanding of what&lt;br /&gt;it means to genuinely love someone.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, you will be given a specific dare to do for your&lt;br /&gt;spouse. Some will be easy and some very challenging. But take&lt;br /&gt;each dare seriously, and be creative and courageous enough to&lt;br /&gt;attempt it. Don’t be discouraged if outside situations prevent&lt;br /&gt;you from accomplishing a specific dare. Just pick back up as&lt;br /&gt;soon as it is within your ability and proceed with the journey.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, you will be given journal space to log what you are&lt;br /&gt;learning, doing, and how your spouse is responding. It is important&lt;br /&gt;that you take advantage of this space to capture what is&lt;br /&gt;happening to both you and your mate during the journey.&lt;br /&gt;These notes will record your progress and should become&lt;br /&gt;priceless to you in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, you have the responsibility to protect and&lt;br /&gt;guide your heart. Don’t give up and don’t get discouraged. Resolve&lt;br /&gt;to lead your heart and to make it through to the end.&lt;br /&gt;Learning to truly love is one of the most important things you&lt;br /&gt;will ever do.&lt;br /&gt;Now these three remain:&lt;br /&gt;faith, hope, and love.&lt;br /&gt;But the greatest of these is love&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 13:13 hcsb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I speak with the tongues of men and of&lt;br /&gt;angels, but do not have love, I have become&lt;br /&gt;a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.&lt;br /&gt;If I have the gift of prophecy, and know&lt;br /&gt;all mysteries and all knowledge; and if I&lt;br /&gt;have all faith, so as to remove mountains,&lt;br /&gt;but do not have love, I am nothing.&lt;br /&gt;And if I give all my possessions to&lt;br /&gt;feed the poor, and if I surrender my&lt;br /&gt;body to be burned, but do not have love,&lt;br /&gt;it profits me nothing.&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 13:1–3&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient&lt;br /&gt;Be completely humble and gentle; be patient,&lt;br /&gt;bearing with one another in love. —Ephesians 4:2&lt;br /&gt;Love works. It is life’s most powerful motivator, and has far&lt;br /&gt;greater depth and meaning than most people realize. It always&lt;br /&gt;does what is best for others, and can empower us to face the&lt;br /&gt;greatest of problems. We are born with a lifelong thirst for love.&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts desperately need it like our lungs need oxygen. Love&lt;br /&gt;changes our motivation for living. Relationships become meaningful&lt;br /&gt;with it. No marriage is successful without it.&lt;br /&gt;Love is built on two pillars that best define what it is. Those&lt;br /&gt;pillars are patience and kindness. All other characteristics of love&lt;br /&gt;are extensions of these two attributes. And that’s where your&lt;br /&gt;dare will begin. With patience.&lt;br /&gt;Love will inspire you to become a patient person. When you&lt;br /&gt;choose to be patient, you respond in a positive way to a negative&lt;br /&gt;situation. You are slow to anger. You have a long fuse instead&lt;br /&gt;of a quick temper. Rather than being restless and demanding,&lt;br /&gt;love helps you settle down and begin extending mercy to those&lt;br /&gt;around you. Patience brings an internal calm during an external&lt;br /&gt;storm.&lt;br /&gt;No one likes to be around an impatient person. It causes you&lt;br /&gt;to overreact in angry, foolish, and regrettable ways. The irony of&lt;br /&gt;anger toward a wrongful action is that it spawns new wrongs&lt;br /&gt;of its own. Anger almost never makes things better. In fact,&lt;br /&gt;it usually generates additional problems.&lt;br /&gt;But patience stops problems in their&lt;br /&gt;tracks. More than biting your lip,&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;more than clapping a hand over your mouth, patience is a deep&lt;br /&gt;breath. It clears the air. It stops foolishness from whipping its&lt;br /&gt;scorpion tail all over the room. It is a choice to control your&lt;br /&gt;emotions rather than allowing your emotions to control you,&lt;br /&gt;and shows discretion instead of returning evil for evil.&lt;br /&gt;If your spouse offends you, do you quickly retaliate or stay&lt;br /&gt;under control? Do you find that anger is your emotional default&lt;br /&gt;when treated unfairly? If so, you are spreading poison rather&lt;br /&gt;than medicine.&lt;br /&gt;Anger is usually caused when the strong desire for something&lt;br /&gt;is mixed with disappointment or grief. You don’t get what&lt;br /&gt;you want and you start heating up inside. It is often an emotional&lt;br /&gt;reaction that flows out of our own selfishness, foolishness, or&lt;br /&gt;evil motives.&lt;br /&gt;Patience, however, makes us wise. It doesn’t rush to judgment&lt;br /&gt;but listens to what the other person is saying. Patience&lt;br /&gt;stands in the doorway where anger is clawing to burst in, but&lt;br /&gt;waits to see the whole picture before passing judgment. The Bible&lt;br /&gt;says, “He who is slow to anger has great understanding, but&lt;br /&gt;he who is quick-tempered exalts folly” (Proverbs 14:29).&lt;br /&gt;As sure as a lack of patience will turn your home into a war&lt;br /&gt;zone, the practice of patience will foster peace and quiet. “A hottempered&lt;br /&gt;man stirs up strife, but the slow to anger calms a dispute”&lt;br /&gt;(Proverbs 15:18). Statements like these from the book of&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs are clear principles with timeless relevance. Patience is&lt;br /&gt;where love meets wisdom. And every marriage needs that combination&lt;br /&gt;to stay healthy.&lt;br /&gt;Patience helps you give your spouse permission to be human.&lt;br /&gt;It understands that everyone fails. When a mistake is made,&lt;br /&gt;it chooses to give them more time than they deserve to correct&lt;br /&gt;it. It gives you the ability to hold on during the tough times in&lt;br /&gt;your relationship rather than bailing out under the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;The Love Dare Day 1: Love Is Patient&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;But can your spouse count on having a patient wife or husband&lt;br /&gt;to deal with? Can she know that locking her keys in the&lt;br /&gt;car will be met by your understanding rather than a demeaning&lt;br /&gt;lecture that makes her feel like a child? Can he know that&lt;br /&gt;cheering during the last seconds of a football game won’t invite&lt;br /&gt;a loud-mouthed laundry list of ways he should be spending his&lt;br /&gt;time? It turns out that few people are as hard to live with as an&lt;br /&gt;impatient person.&lt;br /&gt;What would the tone and volume of your home be like if&lt;br /&gt;you tried this biblical approach: “See that no one repays another&lt;br /&gt;with evil for evil, but always seek after that which is good for&lt;br /&gt;one another”? (1 Thessalonians 5:15).&lt;br /&gt;Few of us do patience very well, and none of us do it naturally.&lt;br /&gt;But a wise man or woman will pursue it as an essential&lt;br /&gt;ingredient to their marriage relationship. That’s a good starting&lt;br /&gt;point to demonstrate true love.&lt;br /&gt;This journey is a process, and the first thing you must resolve&lt;br /&gt;to possess is patience. Think of it as a marathon, not a&lt;br /&gt;sprint. But it’s a race worth running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Love Dare Day 1: Love Is Patient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;today’s dare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The first part of this dare is fairly simple.&lt;br /&gt;Although love is communicated in a number&lt;br /&gt;of ways, our words often reflect the condition&lt;br /&gt;of our heart. For the next day, resolve to&lt;br /&gt;demonstrate patience and to say nothing&lt;br /&gt;negative to your spouse at all. If the temptation&lt;br /&gt;arises, choose not to say anything. It’s better&lt;br /&gt;to hold your tongue that to say something&lt;br /&gt;you’ll regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4349331296964203284?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4349331296964203284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/fireproof.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4349331296964203284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4349331296964203284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/fireproof.html' title='FIREPROOF'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-9186006555832108567</id><published>2009-07-28T12:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T12:26:04.679-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><title type='text'>Have you found Something COOL?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lets see how far I can get on this one. I am outside while the Farmers Princess is swiming. She is like a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Collyn is in napping. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It is so beautiful out today. Says it is 80 and sunny. WOW I love it. The Farm hand is out baling Straw with Uncle Harold. Makes me sad because before I had The Farmers Princess that use to be my job. I had muscles then. LOL. I get a little green eyes when I see other out there and I have to stay home to watch the kids. Sounds funny, but that was one of my fav jobs. Hottest job you could have I think because it always the hottest days you find to bale straw and hay. I just never like unloading it into the barn. That is even hotter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My hogs are growing like crazy. Maybe soon they will be ready to eat. Hogs are not my favoroite things to raise. Now I know! I want my chickens back. I saw a dead weasel in the road :) *snicker snicker* That is what killed off about 15 chickens of mine. What a pain. We had a bull calf on July 26th. So now we have a free bull calf. He sure is cute though. The mom is one of our first calves born here. We also had a cow die the same day. That was one of our first calves here too. So Miss Piggy (cow#101) had a bull calf and Waltrip (cow#102) died. We think she had a right side twist. That is where the stomache twist. If they have a left side twist it is fixable, but the right side happends so fast you dont even know. I just went out Sunday Morning to get the cows up and she did not get up. I started to get teary eyed because it breaks my heart. Then walking in shane said that Piggy had her calf. So you loose one and gain one. Well I guess we did not gain because it was a bull calf. I will get pics because I have to put it up for sale anyhow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well our barn wall is down now. We are waiting on the excavator now to dig the footer. It is nice milking because we can see up to the house now. Last 5 years we have seen nothing but a wall. We are going to keep it open. I am excited. I have a few pics of this process. Shane, Don, Thomas and Nathaniel found a dead cat also. I thought it was cool So guess what Camera was in hand. You may say it looked cool too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sm8mFG7Ay4I/AAAAAAAAAg0/Vnlaue6vXTc/s1600-h/P7250109+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363547550420880258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sm8mFG7Ay4I/AAAAAAAAAg0/Vnlaue6vXTc/s320/P7250109+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sm8mE_z4ljI/AAAAAAAAAgs/JtNRn-H4ptE/s1600-h/P7110005+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363547548511934002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sm8mE_z4ljI/AAAAAAAAAgs/JtNRn-H4ptE/s320/P7110005+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sm8mEs-b16I/AAAAAAAAAgk/0Fl-1K8fGAY/s1600-h/P7250107+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363547543455913890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sm8mEs-b16I/AAAAAAAAAgk/0Fl-1K8fGAY/s320/P7250107+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sm8mERNFqUI/AAAAAAAAAgc/m782ZsWfeE8/s1600-h/P7250139+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363547536001182018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sm8mERNFqUI/AAAAAAAAAgc/m782ZsWfeE8/s320/P7250139+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Have you found a mummified object before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-9186006555832108567?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/9186006555832108567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-you-found-something-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/9186006555832108567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/9186006555832108567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-you-found-something-cool.html' title='Have you found Something COOL?'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sm8mFG7Ay4I/AAAAAAAAAg0/Vnlaue6vXTc/s72-c/P7250109+edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-1786141224036733501</id><published>2009-07-20T22:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:37:46.299-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LANDSCAPES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUN FUN FUN'/><title type='text'>Been Busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmtA1HwuajI/AAAAAAAAAgU/NgFvNXLw7L4/s1600-h/P7230073+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 87px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362451062675368498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmtA1HwuajI/AAAAAAAAAgU/NgFvNXLw7L4/s200/P7230073+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmtA03cIURI/AAAAAAAAAgM/9Ic1kUlokBk/s1600-h/P7230066+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362451058294018322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmtA03cIURI/AAAAAAAAAgM/9Ic1kUlokBk/s200/P7230066+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmtA0md9_iI/AAAAAAAAAgE/95ni5jEPvJQ/s1600-h/P7220067+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362451053738327586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmtA0md9_iI/AAAAAAAAAgE/95ni5jEPvJQ/s200/P7220067+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sms9-qhJJZI/AAAAAAAAAf8/SuH4sVAB_MI/s1600-h/P7210199+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362447928089191826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sms9-qhJJZI/AAAAAAAAAf8/SuH4sVAB_MI/s200/P7210199+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sms9-Wq73QI/AAAAAAAAAf0/zhCGKizbHJ0/s1600-h/P7210074+Portfolio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362447922761555202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sms9-Wq73QI/AAAAAAAAAf0/zhCGKizbHJ0/s200/P7210074+Portfolio.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sms9-MLn_eI/AAAAAAAAAfs/a4c7vYduZ3A/s1600-h/P7200085+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362447919945874914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sms9-MLn_eI/AAAAAAAAAfs/a4c7vYduZ3A/s200/P7200085+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sms991w0ZUI/AAAAAAAAAfk/lf8Z-DGQp0w/s1600-h/P7200033+edit2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362447913927861570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sms991w0ZUI/AAAAAAAAAfk/lf8Z-DGQp0w/s200/P7200033+edit2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sms99eUmWAI/AAAAAAAAAfc/KJkbc1OiFq4/s1600-h/P7200061+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362447907635484674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sms99eUmWAI/AAAAAAAAAfc/KJkbc1OiFq4/s200/P7200061+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmU-pzyWRMI/AAAAAAAAAfU/NTUAYc-FvKE/s1600-h/P7190064-1+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360759819451385026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmU-pzyWRMI/AAAAAAAAAfU/NTUAYc-FvKE/s200/P7190064-1+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmU-pg2Wj-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/1mPWL2z6A9k/s1600-h/P7190036+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360759814367907810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmU-pg2Wj-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/1mPWL2z6A9k/s200/P7190036+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmU-pe0amSI/AAAAAAAAAfE/39B7HOSY1wQ/s1600-h/P7190019+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 98px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360759813822912802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmU-pe0amSI/AAAAAAAAAfE/39B7HOSY1wQ/s200/P7190019+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmU-pHloFvI/AAAAAAAAAe8/n5i4e_RrqN8/s1600-h/P7190072-1+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360759807586866930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmU-pHloFvI/AAAAAAAAAe8/n5i4e_RrqN8/s200/P7190072-1+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmUtM4zCiOI/AAAAAAAAAe0/x9D4KyJSjLM/s1600-h/P7200016+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360740630882584802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmUtM4zCiOI/AAAAAAAAAe0/x9D4KyJSjLM/s200/P7200016+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmUtMYG9yYI/AAAAAAAAAes/QpPF9JOTuRY/s1600-h/P7200008+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360740622107789698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmUtMYG9yYI/AAAAAAAAAes/QpPF9JOTuRY/s200/P7200008+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmUtMEzm86I/AAAAAAAAAek/ZmyiG21NqzA/s1600-h/P7190165+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360740616926327714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmUtMEzm86I/AAAAAAAAAek/ZmyiG21NqzA/s200/P7190165+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmUtLxEAB-I/AAAAAAAAAec/EsaHGoJyhCM/s1600-h/P7190160+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360740611626371042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmUtLxEAB-I/AAAAAAAAAec/EsaHGoJyhCM/s200/P7190160+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmUtLmzrTHI/AAAAAAAAAeU/YyN9UkpZs6E/s1600-h/P7190158+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360740608873548914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmUtLmzrTHI/AAAAAAAAAeU/YyN9UkpZs6E/s200/P7190158+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not believe how long it has been. I been so busy with doing pictures, Field work, Family reunion and just cleaning and cleaning. We are redoing a barn wall because it is falling in and we need it standing for milking :) We just been crazy. So much to do and so little time. That is the way it always seems. I started this post at least 15 times. Well I am not writing anymore. Here are pictures from the past few weeks. A little of everything, even a few sunrises and sunsets. :) Take care and I hope to be back to normal soon YEAH RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-1786141224036733501?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/1786141224036733501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/been-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1786141224036733501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1786141224036733501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/been-busy.html' title='Been Busy!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SmtA1HwuajI/AAAAAAAAAgU/NgFvNXLw7L4/s72-c/P7230073+edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-3017816211260967069</id><published>2009-07-16T08:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T08:58:27.333-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL TALES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SOCCER'/><title type='text'>Better Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sl8jX71Az2I/AAAAAAAAAeM/18VKemPr_gU/s1600-h/P7130060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359040975698186082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sl8jX71Az2I/AAAAAAAAAeM/18VKemPr_gU/s320/P7130060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sl8jXWdonzI/AAAAAAAAAeE/N6F-aZpAASg/s1600-h/P7130052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359040965668020018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sl8jXWdonzI/AAAAAAAAAeE/N6F-aZpAASg/s320/P7130052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sl8jW6wNSqI/AAAAAAAAAd8/PFF5g21__fw/s1600-h/P7130071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359040958229727906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sl8jW6wNSqI/AAAAAAAAAd8/PFF5g21__fw/s320/P7130071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for the venting. My days got better. I am so happy I got to spend the time with my sister Christina. I dont get to do that often. She does not come here often at all. I Really loved that she was able to spend some time here. Mom took her to meet her boyfriend because they were going to Cedar Point. I love to have my Mom here too. Here are a few pics from Soccer. I did not put many up..I cant stay and type much more because I have to start getting things ready for soccer camp again today. Tomorrow is the last day. Take care and see ya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-3017816211260967069?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3017816211260967069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/better-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3017816211260967069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3017816211260967069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/better-days.html' title='Better Days'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sl8jX71Az2I/AAAAAAAAAeM/18VKemPr_gU/s72-c/P7130060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-6988870453969903615</id><published>2009-07-14T21:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T03:48:28.161-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOWN DAYS'/><title type='text'>*WARNING* VENTING POST</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just going to vent please to read if you dont want to hear something negetive. Today just started Crappy. The Farmers Princess was up 2 times lastnight. I turned her around right back to bed. I cannot handle her laying on me for another night. She does not like to cuddle she likes to lay on you. Today was the first day that she had soccer camp at 10:30 instead of 9. I was thinking boy this will be nice. I can get in the house from the barn, get a few things done and be on my way. Wishfull thinking. Going to the barn this morning at 6 was so cold. What is up with this weather? 50's at night and 70's and 80's durning the day. That is a huge difference. Something that drives me nuts in the barn is a noise. Makes my skin crawl. I hate to say it because it is weird hearing this be said. But when My father in law scraps the cement with the metal scrapper it is worse than hearing nails on a chalkboard. I can not handle it. I dont know if it just does not bother him or he can not hear it. He has issues hearing anyhow, not the man kind that just has selective he really can not hear well. The Farmer is not fond of the noise either, but me to go into detail my mouth waters and my ears hurt and hair stands on end. Oh just thinking of the sounds is bad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I get in the house and my pulled pork is not done yet. I had to hurry to get that done. Our Farmhand is on the couch sleeping and had to be up by 7:30 to eat and go to work. Well I get in at 7:30 and tried to wake his butt up. Got Breakfasts done and lunches. Pulled pork included. Well then there goes the kids..Starting to rattle. I hear The Farmers Princess come down the steps. I have not even had my coffee yet Because the Farmer is not gone and i am trying to finish up the kitchen. 8:00 is here and The Farmhand went back to sleep..well he said that his other boss said not till after 8:30. well Please let me know. The Farmer leaves for work and I hear Try to get the Farmers Princess to eat and be happy so she has a good day. Well that does not work because Dora our dog must bother her even though she is not by her. Makes me so mad. 9am rolls around and I hear Caveman start to move. Not much but I was like I can get Austynn dressed and get hogs fed before I go get him. Maybe a cup of coffee and my breakfast that is now cold.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do all that and Farmers Princess goes upstairs to go check on Caveman. That would be about 9:30 so 45 min and we have to leave. Not thinking anything at all...Well ............Once again. Caveman has to do his once a month duties. Smearing his bed and walls with POOP. WHY? I dont know how he did it. His onesy was still snapped and on. His Diaper was still on and was in normal Postion. I just hear the Farmers Princess yell down the stepps. "MOM, LITTLE POOPED IN HIS BED" It drives me nuts. Once a month I can count on haveing to clean and wipe everything. Makes me so mad. I dont know how he got the poop out of there. Something else he is. So I grab him put him in the tub because he has it in his hair, hands, feet. Just gross. WHY? WHY? WHY? so then he is screaming because he wants to eat and I have him in the tub. So it is now 9:45. So I told Famers Princess to get in the tub with him. So fast I scrub both of them up and get them out. Well Caveman at some point in time, I never saw, grabbed the soap and stuck it in his mouth. Well now he is gagging and choking and wiping his tounge. Can it get any worse? Get him out and dried clothed. In his chair to eat, Then go get the other out and work on getting her dried and clothed. A little harder because she did not like the shorts I gave her. She said they were to tight. She is so picky on so much that I dont know if she is really serious or jsut in a mood. Now I have to comb her hair out and put it in a pony tail for soccer. She wanted to carry her ball and water bottle and make me walk slow to the van. She is something else. We get there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No it is not even 10:45 and it is not over yet. She refused to go over there with the guys she was with yesterday. I Just slapped my head. I am carring Caveman(Screaming) a stoller, diaper bag, Waterbottle and ball. Because she was being difficult and I could not open the stoller fast enough. Caveman wanted to walk. Yeah right..Walk the wrong way. Get her to join the group. Open the stroller Caveman wants in all good for about an hour. Well 11:30 comes and Caveman Screaming. It is nap time for him. So I am letting him push the stroller all around except where he wants to go. Where is sister is and playing with the ball. I can not count on 2 hands how many times he threw himself on the ground and screamed. OH WELL! Then I hear Jon Jon (the coach) asking The Farmers Princess "Whats Wrong?" She was upset&gt; Well I figured out why. He was playing a game and they are learning to pass and defend the ball. Well he kicked the ball from infront of her and it hurt her feelings. LOL&gt; She came to me crying that he took the ball from her. Well, I had been listening to Caveman cry for about 15 min so I was a little aggravated. So I told her that it is part of the game. The other team will try to take the ball from you and score a goal. Well he comment back is "thats my ball and I dont want to share" Well we have some work to do before she plays soccer next year. So I gave her the choice. YES CHOICE. Pack up and go home and we dont come back or go back out there and play like a soccer player. I walked away and let her make up her mind. She walked back out there and played. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So The Farmers Princess is all done for the day at camp and we are on our way to the van. Well Caveman cannot keep his eyes open anylonger. It was Noon. I get him in his seat and is is out. I get the other in hers and we leave out the drive turn left and go about 4 houses. Cross over the road and go about another 5 houses and we are home. I get Caveman in the house Knowing I have a poopy bedroom to clean up. So I stick him in his booster chair and he is sleeping. So I clean the room up and got him in bed. Well of course that power nap kept him awake. I left him up there because He will go to sleep. Mean while The Farmer calls and wants me to pick him up about 1:45 because he has a Dr. appointment. If Caveman was sleeping I was not going to go. I called Mother in law to see if she could do it just incase. She said YES&gt; Thank you. Well 1/2 hour later. Milk inspector showed up. Farmers Princess is laying down watching TV and Caveman is still awake in his bed but (hoping) not causing any harm up there. :) So I run out to see the inspector. Came back in. Thinking The Farmers Princess is in the bathroom and Caveman is sleeping. I WAS WRONG! She went up stairs and was in the bed with him playing. So now I am ticked off even more. I wanted to get a few things done without Mr. Caveman. I yelled for her to come down and told her she is not to go up there with him unless she asks. She looks at me and said, "Mommy if you would have closed the gate I could not go up there " She is right but I never have to close the gate, She does not go up there when he is sleeping. Then she said " he was still awake and i went up there and He just would not go to sleep" Well I wonder why. you are jumping in his bed with him. So he is up there screaming like no end. So I grab him out and try to clean something with him at my feet. Climbing chairs. I wanted to listen to my music. Well you think I can do that. he climbed the couch and closed the computer. Pulled everything I had sorted out from the desk all over the floor when I turned to go put my music back on. Next thing he was in our window standing on the window sill. This is why he needs to nap. You chase him the whole time. Meanwhile i had been out 3 times to push up feed and the cows just are not eating good because of the weather. Another slap in the head. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shane came home after his mom dropped him off and showered and left for the Dr. Well the calls about 45 min later because it is a 1/ 2hour drive and said that they have him in there for the 20th yet. He was mad. Nothing I can do, I listened to him. I tried to get Caveman down again. I let him scream because he was tired. Then our feed truck comes to unload a ton of bagged feed. So I go out there to help. The Farmer pulls in. I did not need to help the driver because he had it under control. So The Farmer went in. I had not taken a milk check stub in that I needed to. I know I faxed it but HE wanted it stamped. So I was really ticked of Grabbed it and left to go do that. It was now 4 o'clock and what did I have done. Not much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come home ate and went to the barn to get chewed out because I did not push up feed one more time. Some days I just don't know how I make it. This is not my day in detailed of everything I have done in between like Dishes, laundry, diapers, cleaning, and taking care a garden. Going out every 2 hours to push up feed. So now The Farmer goes in the house. I am still out taking care of Calves and hogs. I go pick kids up from Mother in laws. Come home. Changed Caveman trying to settle them. He goes to bed about 8 or 8:15. I take Caveman up there and there is a huge wasp in his bed room. I can not reach it with a fly swatter. So I called The Farmer. Well I guess he could not stop playing his game to come take care of it. SO AFTER MY DAY. I WAS MEAN. I brought Caveman back down and just let him go. So I could do some dishes that I could not get done. He kept stepping on the petal of the steering wheel and climbing in front of him. All he would have done is smacked the wasp and he would have been in bed and I would have been happy. Well 8:45 he decides he needs him out of the way. I locked Caveman in with The Farmer and the Farmers Princess. I did dishes in the kitchen. I just stood there grinning when I hear The Farmer, loudly saying. Collyn No, Come here. I do that all day and chase him. 8pm comes and that is my time to do what I want. I need a break from the kids. The Farmers Princess is OK to sit in her chair and rest but Caveman does not know what that is. SO NOW HERE I AM SMILING BECAUSE I AM FEELING BETTER! THANKS FOR LISTENING. IT IS 10:15 AND THE FARMER WENT OUT TO PUSH UP FEED AND GO TO BED. My mom and sister are coming tomorrow and I wanted things perfect. He is now going to take the Farmers Princess up and go to bed. NOW IT WILL BE ME TIME FOR A LITTLE. Thanks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-6988870453969903615?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/6988870453969903615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/warning-venting-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/6988870453969903615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/6988870453969903615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/warning-venting-post.html' title='*WARNING* VENTING POST'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4391813967453252825</id><published>2009-07-12T22:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T03:49:42.692-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL TALES'/><title type='text'>Way fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;THIS WEEKEND WAS FAST. WOW HOW FAST. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I DID. LOL! IT WAS BEAUTIFUL. THE SUN WAS OUT MOST OF THE TIME. WE DID GET A GOOD SOAKING ABOUT AN INCH OF RAIN IN WHAT SEEMED LIKE 10 MIN BUT IT WAS LONGER THAN THAT. THEN THE SUN CAME OUT AGAIN. THE FARMERS PRINCESS STARTS SOCCER CAMP TOMORROW. SHE IS SO EXCITED! SO AM I. WE WANTED HER TO GET HER IN A LEAGUE BUT SHE WAS LIKE 30 DAYS TO YOUNG. WELL I GUESS THERE IS NEXT YEAR. THE SOCCER CAMP WAS FOR HER AGE SO WE DID THAT INSTEAD. SHE GETS A SOCCER BALL AND JERSEY. ANOTHER PLUS IS IT IS LIKE 5 SECONDS FROM MY HOUSE. THAT IS AWESOME. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THIS WEEK IS GOING TO BE FUN. MY MOM AND SISTER ARE COMING TO CHECK OUT THE FARMERS PRINCESS PLAY SOCCER. SO FUN. WE ARE TEARING DOWN A WALL IN THE BARN THAT IS REALLY FALLING INTO OUR BARN. I WILL JOURNAL AND TAKE PICS OF WHAT IS GOING ON. WE ARE TAKING OUT THE OLD STONES ARE FALLING IN AND WE ARE GOING TO PUT CURTAINS. IT WILL BE NICE AIR FLOW FOR THE SUMMER. I HOPE IT STAYS WARM IN THE WINTER. GETS SO COLD DURING THE WINTER. I HAVE PICTURES ON MY CAMERA WHEN THEY STARTED TO TEAR OUT THE INSIDES. WE HAD TO MOVE ANIMALS OUT AND IT IS KIND OF FUNNY BECAUSE WHEN THE COWS COME IN TO GET MILKED IT IS DIFFERENT LOOKING AND THEY ARE FRIGHTENED. LOL. SO AS THE NEXT WEEK OR TWO TAKE PLACE THERE WILL BE PICTURES AND UP DATES ABOUT WHAT IS GOING ON. I CAN NOT WAIT TO SEE HOW THEY JACK THE BARN UP. WELL I GOTTA GO CLEAN A KITCHEN AND IF FARM HAND IS BACK I AM GOING TO MAKE PULLED PORK WITH ROOT BEER. HOPE YOU HAD A GOOD WEEKEND. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;DID YOUR WEEKEND FLY BY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4391813967453252825?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4391813967453252825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-weekend-was-fast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4391813967453252825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4391813967453252825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-weekend-was-fast.html' title='Way fast'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-1600540747078251714</id><published>2009-07-10T13:26:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T03:50:06.256-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>This is my 60th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sld7_A-20dI/AAAAAAAAAdI/uaTCwpOmRa0/s1600-h/P7100021+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356886604306108882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sld7_A-20dI/AAAAAAAAAdI/uaTCwpOmRa0/s320/P7100021+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sld7-t-5fMI/AAAAAAAAAdA/bpz3EDr0UYQ/s1600-h/P7100019+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356886599206010050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sld7-t-5fMI/AAAAAAAAAdA/bpz3EDr0UYQ/s320/P7100019+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sld7-ffuAGI/AAAAAAAAAc4/HAXvhlf1VpM/s1600-h/P7100015+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356886595317137506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sld7-ffuAGI/AAAAAAAAAc4/HAXvhlf1VpM/s320/P7100015+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sld797pjxzI/AAAAAAAAAcw/8Mkl8kRzMys/s1600-h/P7100005+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356886585694734130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sld797pjxzI/AAAAAAAAAcw/8Mkl8kRzMys/s320/P7100005+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sld79tIOYPI/AAAAAAAAAco/1B8Wm_A2rC4/s1600-h/P7100003+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356886581796823282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sld79tIOYPI/AAAAAAAAAco/1B8Wm_A2rC4/s320/P7100003+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Boy does time fly. I wanted to do something for it. Nothing fancy but I guess I will just do it whenever. I have so much to share. So little time. I know I did it back wards. So look at it from bottom to top. LOL. Sorry. I thought it was beautiful this morning. It was foggy and nice color. I am a sucker for color in the sky. There is nothing more beautiful that what the Lord has given us. I also feel blessed because I see things in the morning people don't see because they are still sleeping. :) Makes me think of the first year we were milking. That would be Christmas in 2004. We were milking fresh snow on the ground. So quiet and peaceful. I had never heard it like that before. 5 am is not a crazy time and not on Christmas morning. We were looking out the barn door out to the road and there was a Mama and a young Deer walking the middle of our road. It was just one of those hush moments. So beautiful. I wish I would have had my camera in hand then. So now, I try hard to take my camera down to the barn as much as possible. You can never have to many pictures. LOL :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I am going to change the subject. The Farmers Princess came down the steps this morning and her eye almost swollen shut. She told me "Mommy a sceto bit my head and it itches and It is hard for me to see". My poor girl she has been very lethargic all day. Not normal. She did not even want to go down to the barn to push up feed. It is itching her and has gotten better but still those darn mosquito's.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sld9JZYPA6I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DEHaPvZm63I/s1600-h/P7100049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356887882165322658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sld9JZYPA6I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DEHaPvZm63I/s320/P7100049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done for now. I am so tired. I will write later. Just wanted to share those pics with you. Hoped you enjoyed some. Thanks for taking the time to read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-1600540747078251714?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/1600540747078251714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-my-60th-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1600540747078251714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1600540747078251714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-my-60th-post.html' title='This is my 60th post'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sld7_A-20dI/AAAAAAAAAdI/uaTCwpOmRa0/s72-c/P7100021+edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-3215463260388668273</id><published>2009-07-06T22:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:37:20.724-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPY HOMEMAKER MONDAY'/><title type='text'>Happy Homemaker Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="hhm by jasnicmommy, on Flickr" href="http://familycorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="hhm" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3362/3608789834_4d1bac04e0.jpg" width="150" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The weather in my neck of the woods: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It was beautiful Today 80 and sunny*dont get that much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One of my simple pleasures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; hugs and kisses from my husband and kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On my bedside table: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not much, a few folded clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On my TV: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;on top of my tv or if i am watching?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On the menu for tonight: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;we had roast, patatos, carrots and mac salad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On my To Do List: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New Recipe I tried last week: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mindy mac salad. loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In the craft basket: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;photos i am working on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Looking forward to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;my friend from michigan comeing with her kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Homemaking Tip for this week: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not sure if this counts but I use it. Fruit flie problem? in alittle cup pour about an inch of apple cider viniger and a few drops of dish soap, stir set on counter and lots of fruit flies dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Favorite Blog Post of the week (mine or other): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will have to think about this one. I read lots of good ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Favorite photo from last week:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlK06BRKy6I/AAAAAAAAAcg/5_BJ7rxSFYQ/s1600-h/P7040055+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355541815762799522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlK06BRKy6I/AAAAAAAAAcg/5_BJ7rxSFYQ/s400/P7040055+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned the past few days: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;How much my husband really does love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On my Prayer List: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Family and friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Devotionals, Scripture Reading, Key Verses: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And his affection for you is all the greater when he remembers that you were all obedient, receiving him with fear and trembling." &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/passage/?book_id=54&amp;amp;chapter=7&amp;amp;verse=15&amp;amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;2 Corinthians 7:15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-3215463260388668273?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3215463260388668273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-homemaker-monday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3215463260388668273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3215463260388668273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-homemaker-monday.html' title='Happy Homemaker Monday'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3362/3608789834_4d1bac04e0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-3842490715058816941</id><published>2009-07-06T08:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:30:31.603-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><title type='text'>New Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlHs0WEiAMI/AAAAAAAAAcY/tGAwf9e0Cv4/s1600-h/P6280014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355321815942168770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlHs0WEiAMI/AAAAAAAAAcY/tGAwf9e0Cv4/s200/P6280014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not sure if I reported to everyone. We had 2 new calves this past week. One little heifer calf June 27 and one Little Heifer calf July 4th. Yep! Farmers Princess is calling number 139 Ballerina and the July 4th, Number 140 will be Independence. How appropriate. We had one born Easter this year too. So we are getting calves on the holidays now. They sure are cute. I will get pics of Independence.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlHs0PwS3VI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/UQrrcb1kZyA/s1600-h/P6280021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355321814246677842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlHs0PwS3VI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/UQrrcb1kZyA/s200/P6280021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mrs. Ballerina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlHsznAR3AI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xUAG4-LeA8k/s1600-h/P6280018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355321803307867138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlHsznAR3AI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xUAG4-LeA8k/s200/P6280018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-3842490715058816941?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3842490715058816941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-babies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3842490715058816941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3842490715058816941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-babies.html' title='New Babies'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlHs0WEiAMI/AAAAAAAAAcY/tGAwf9e0Cv4/s72-c/P6280014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-6404630625897352829</id><published>2009-07-05T14:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:08:45.893-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOLIDAYS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid pictures'/><title type='text'>Happy Fourth of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Farmers Princess after eatinga cookie. Do you think she could have hid it any better? She sure is my cutie and loves her sweet treats. We got to my inlaws at 1 pm after leaving Michigan. This was a long weekend. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlD1SaAu7_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/L2Xn_9h_KGQ/s1600-h/P7040051+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355049653512368114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlD1SaAu7_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/L2Xn_9h_KGQ/s320/P7040051+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She caught her first fish of the day. She was so excited but when I yelled "dont be afraid of it hold it up" She yelled back" MOM SHE IS HEAVY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlD1R7TlhrI/AAAAAAAAAb4/O3UXlXRe8Zk/s1600-h/P7040030+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355049645269943986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlD1R7TlhrI/AAAAAAAAAb4/O3UXlXRe8Zk/s320/P7040030+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a cute pic of the 2 of them. .but guess what. Caveman does not sit still. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlD1RQ_xbGI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SSPLrx0sp2I/s1600-h/P7040023+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355049633912548450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlD1RQ_xbGI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SSPLrx0sp2I/s320/P7040023+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my fav pics of the day. Daddy and Farmers Princess fishing together. We have to get her a left handed rod though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlD1QwkTG7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/fa-aaurbEuc/s1600-h/P7040019+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355049625207380914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlD1QwkTG7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/fa-aaurbEuc/s320/P7040019+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caveman for a shot. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlD1QoYr8yI/AAAAAAAAAbg/RK2rw0EwFZ0/s1600-h/P7040010+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355049623011193634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlD1QoYr8yI/AAAAAAAAAbg/RK2rw0EwFZ0/s320/P7040010+edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids really loved the fireworks. Farmers Princess cried when they were over and wanted to see more. Caveman did jump and start to react to the Grand Ending. But he was ok. Well I have to make this short. I am tried and Sick. I did not get up to visit my brother. I hope the next time me and the kids can go. I want pics of them. See you all and Hope you had a great 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-6404630625897352829?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/6404630625897352829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/6404630625897352829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/6404630625897352829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-fourth-of-july.html' title='Happy Fourth of July!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SlD1SaAu7_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/L2Xn_9h_KGQ/s72-c/P7040051+edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7714937705247935434</id><published>2009-07-03T07:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:32:32.467-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michigan'/><title type='text'>A visit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Up early when I get the chance to sleep in. WHY? Both kids are sleeping and I still get up at 6:30. That is sleeping in for me but still not like back in the day where I could sleep till 10 or later. 6:30 is about it. I have plans to go visit my brother today. I want to go see where he is, Since the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;funeral&lt;/span&gt; I have not been there. I sure do miss him. The Farmers Princess has been asking about him and where he is and what he is doing. I want to take the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All the City sounds. It is crazy. I am sitting on my mom and dad's (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gobbie&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ga&lt;/span&gt; and Papa Michigan) back Patio and the cars and people talking are so weird. I hear cars drive by at home. A few here and there. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; hear people talking unless we are or my mother in law is yelling for her dog that likes to come visit us. Sitting in a recliner on the patio and I hear birds, the wind and sun is just peaking through the clouds. The crazy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;squirrels&lt;/span&gt; Chasing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; see to many of them by me and you know mom is getting up there because she now feeds them. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk3w94mGGiI/AAAAAAAAAbY/tmf_2kgkxcQ/s1600-h/P7030007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354200477968243234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk3w94mGGiI/AAAAAAAAAbY/tmf_2kgkxcQ/s320/P7030007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk3w9Q1e5vI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/mFXjTkVcGdc/s1600-h/P7030005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354200467295364850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk3w9Q1e5vI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/mFXjTkVcGdc/s320/P7030005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk3w9JW-o1I/AAAAAAAAAbI/JAfKZ---DpA/s1600-h/P7030003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354200465288373074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk3w9JW-o1I/AAAAAAAAAbI/JAfKZ---DpA/s320/P7030003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what I see from my spot I am sitting. Well Now that my belly is really growling. I think I need to go fill it. Later tonight I will update more. I will keep it under this heading. I pray things work out for me to go to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt;. I also cant wait. I have a few friends that will be stopping by this afternoon. So exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Added point. I dont miss these views. I love the country and no houses within reach :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7714937705247935434?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7714937705247935434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7714937705247935434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7714937705247935434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/visit.html' title='A visit!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk3w94mGGiI/AAAAAAAAAbY/tmf_2kgkxcQ/s72-c/P7030007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-6313377982628113136</id><published>2009-07-03T00:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:08:30.885-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michigan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL TALES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOYS WILL B BOYS'/><title type='text'>Rough Day!</title><content type='html'>Here are a few pics my mom took while The Farmers Princess was visiting. This is Austy playing on the boys across the street their four wheeler. :) She loves that.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2MXChJ0UI/AAAAAAAAAbA/oZYd8jxOa9E/s1600-h/100_8441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354089859454193986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2MXChJ0UI/AAAAAAAAAbA/oZYd8jxOa9E/s400/100_8441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2MWhwvxfI/AAAAAAAAAa4/zRuN1Pt4nVk/s1600-h/100_8422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354089850661225970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2MWhwvxfI/AAAAAAAAAa4/zRuN1Pt4nVk/s400/100_8422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Papa Michigan and Puggy Playing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2MWVK5FII/AAAAAAAAAaw/ojptgF6Y45s/s1600-h/100_8457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354089847281226882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2MWVK5FII/AAAAAAAAAaw/ojptgF6Y45s/s400/100_8457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Caveman and I got there. He was handing out kisses to everyone. Only if I was holding him. LOL Playing a little shy..but we know the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2MV4Nm1gI/AAAAAAAAAao/v6Dv2A5yO-8/s1600-h/100_8456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354089839507985922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2MV4Nm1gI/AAAAAAAAAao/v6Dv2A5yO-8/s400/100_8456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2MVkryGsI/AAAAAAAAAag/IROj6ThhwQw/s1600-h/100_8455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354089834265844418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2MVkryGsI/AAAAAAAAAag/IROj6ThhwQw/s400/100_8455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well where do I start? My day was not going to bad today. I decided this morning at 8am I was going to drive all the way to Detroit to go pick up my daughter. I wanted to visit with my family. I have not been here since Feb. So I got things done around the house and all. Then I just had to go get the mail. Well There was a letter from Job and Family Services. Yeah! Them again. I was praying it was finally the letter stating we got the coverage for the 2 kids. Well I WAS WRONG!!! It was a letter stating we made to much money. I don't know where they got that from. Here we think they are not taking our expenses from our farm. They just said we made what the farm sold in milk. Nothing out of it. Well yeah. if that was the case then everyone else that owns their own company would have to not deduct material and all that from the money they make off a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shane has contacted legal aide and called our casework. Not that she will ever call back. Shane and I have been trying to contact her and leaving messages for the last 2 weeks. She is really a dumb caseworker and she needs to be set straight to put it nicely. She is something else. I don't know what we are going to do about all this crap. It goes back to December 23 from our first application. Well Now we called for another State Hearing. What a pain in our butts. So Shane gets to miss another day of work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well enough for the Sad stuff. Not that this gets any better. My son is something else. Now I know why I don't like to drive to Michigan. Never fails he screams 1/2 of the way. So for 2 hours I get it. Then he got settled by me blasting Children's Bible songs. LOL. He decided He no longer wanted to be in his car seat and was going to get out. Not once, not twice but five times I had to pull over. I don't know how to fix this. He knows how to get his arm in the right part and slide the holder thing that goes across the chest down to the bottom. I got pics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2KNDC5QEI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vUpoKDDIqUg/s1600-h/P7020206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354087488773767234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2KNDC5QEI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vUpoKDDIqUg/s400/P7020206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See it down by his legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2KM6nIaOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Df-_dypuCWU/s1600-h/P7020208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354087486509836514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2KM6nIaOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Df-_dypuCWU/s400/P7020208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then I am driving along and come across a truck that I could not believe what I just read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354087478893126850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2KMePKpMI/AAAAAAAAAaI/knJN-uH1HoY/s400/P7020194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;**** DON'T MIND&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt; PLEASE. I WAS VERY TIRED WRITING OR TYPING THIS. :)******&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-6313377982628113136?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/6313377982628113136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/rough-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/6313377982628113136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/6313377982628113136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/rough-day.html' title='Rough Day!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sk2MXChJ0UI/AAAAAAAAAbA/oZYd8jxOa9E/s72-c/100_8441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-5587802467885787796</id><published>2009-06-30T15:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:20:45.987-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>Just For Fun Photo Entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkprHSAok1I/AAAAAAAAAaA/rrzU6yAVfzc/s1600-h/P6260085+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353208879921009490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkprHSAok1I/AAAAAAAAAaA/rrzU6yAVfzc/s400/P6260085+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I dont have wedding photos. So I am entering in Just for FUN! Please bounce over to I HEART FACES to see other entries. Wedding or Just for fun. This is my son, Caveman. He was pretending to be sweet. LOL! He is my little handsome man. We love him so much. Thanks for checking it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/smallbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-5587802467885787796?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5587802467885787796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-for-fun-photo-entry.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5587802467885787796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5587802467885787796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-for-fun-photo-entry.html' title='Just For Fun Photo Entry'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkprHSAok1I/AAAAAAAAAaA/rrzU6yAVfzc/s72-c/P6260085+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4136779460292138271</id><published>2009-06-30T08:35:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:02:23.248-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clunene kids'/><title type='text'>What a fun Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well yesterday was a photo shoot with almost 4 adults. I know you are asking how am I saying ALMOST. Well if you know the family you would understand. LOL! Well It is John 26 acts like a kid. Kristina is 24 an adult.&lt;br /&gt;Thomas 18 new adult leaving for the military in August. Nathaniel is 15 and is a kid but sometimes acts older than John. Well here are a few of the many pics I took. I enjoyed doing this so much. I am going to try to hook up the site with them on it so everyone can see the pics I did take. Hope you Enjoy looking at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoMUE2JX5I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Y15FDrABwSU/s1600-h/P6290110+EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353104646121021330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoMUE2JX5I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Y15FDrABwSU/s320/P6290110+EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoMTnO2iuI/AAAAAAAAAZw/fiGvbkR4oGs/s1600-h/P6290149+EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353104638171581154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoMTnO2iuI/AAAAAAAAAZw/fiGvbkR4oGs/s320/P6290149+EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoMTUwwg4I/AAAAAAAAAZo/zkKUFyoAkiQ/s1600-h/P6290171+EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353104633213518722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoMTUwwg4I/AAAAAAAAAZo/zkKUFyoAkiQ/s320/P6290171+EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoKAGe18RI/AAAAAAAAAZg/AyQVwOu6d5E/s1600-h/P6290051+EDIT3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353102103939510546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoKAGe18RI/AAAAAAAAAZg/AyQVwOu6d5E/s320/P6290051+EDIT3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoJ_pIXDzI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ZX8F1vX9RdQ/s1600-h/P6290040EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353102096060583730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoJ_pIXDzI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ZX8F1vX9RdQ/s320/P6290040EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoJ_V9iyII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1dMWYar4WqY/s1600-h/P6290012+EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353102090914941058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoJ_V9iyII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1dMWYar4WqY/s320/P6290012+EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoJ_OjVfOI/AAAAAAAAAZI/lXPrqDiB2mA/s1600-h/P6290003+EDIT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353102088925969634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoJ_OjVfOI/AAAAAAAAAZI/lXPrqDiB2mA/s320/P6290003+EDIT.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4136779460292138271?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4136779460292138271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-fun-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4136779460292138271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4136779460292138271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-fun-day.html' title='What a fun Day!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkoMUE2JX5I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Y15FDrABwSU/s72-c/P6290110+EDIT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-1284337600143719420</id><published>2009-06-29T08:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:26:09.592-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks Family'/><title type='text'>Thanks to Family and Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; to Thank EVERYONE that has sent or given items to my parents for the kids. We &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; it very very much. I know we got some clothes, toys and shoes. I will add pics of the kids but for now. I am off to do a photo shoot for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Clunen&lt;/span&gt; Kids. :) Please place this in your favorites to check back. I am always trying to update it. Well at least something everyday. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Weather&lt;/span&gt; it is a pic or a few words. But Thanks again. It is hard because I get so much stuff that I can not keep it straight. Hope you have a good day and I have all my post and pics on here. Enjoy and see you in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-1284337600143719420?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/1284337600143719420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-to-family-and-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1284337600143719420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1284337600143719420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-to-family-and-friends.html' title='Thanks to Family and Friends'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4092487108129105674</id><published>2009-06-28T17:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:21:10.285-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid pictures'/><title type='text'>My 2 Kids. I LOVE THEM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkfhdLEkU2I/AAAAAAAAAZA/PJd0Gza-awg/s1600-h/KIDS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352494573457527650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkfhdLEkU2I/AAAAAAAAAZA/PJd0Gza-awg/s400/KIDS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkfhcyuYhFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/xAXd8vf0uoo/s1600-h/edited+JUNE+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352494566922028114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkfhcyuYhFI/AAAAAAAAAY4/xAXd8vf0uoo/s400/edited+JUNE+09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4092487108129105674?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4092487108129105674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-2-kids-i-love-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4092487108129105674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4092487108129105674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-2-kids-i-love-them.html' title='My 2 Kids. I LOVE THEM!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkfhdLEkU2I/AAAAAAAAAZA/PJd0Gza-awg/s72-c/KIDS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-5792077131015263493</id><published>2009-06-27T04:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T04:55:55.404-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL TALES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOYS WILL B BOYS'/><title type='text'>Do I have to explain?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE 3 OF US HAVING A LITTLE FUN. CAVEMAN SURE CAN BE A HAM NOW TOO. FARMERS PRINCESS WAS IN A MOOD TO. MY TO LITTLE CUTIES.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXbqIY85qI/AAAAAAAAAYw/OOMhCdpDVf8/s1600-h/P6260085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351925249052829346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXbqIY85qI/AAAAAAAAAYw/OOMhCdpDVf8/s400/P6260085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS IS THE FARMERS PRINCESS ALL DRESSED NOW AND HAPPY. YOU WILL UNDERSTAND WHY I AM SAYING THIS IN A SECOND. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXbpwxgqlI/AAAAAAAAAYo/g0HQyLXDqew/s1600-h/P6260075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351925242713385554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXbpwxgqlI/AAAAAAAAAYo/g0HQyLXDqew/s400/P6260075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAVEMAN KEPT GETTING RIGHT IN THE CAMERA. THIS WAS THE BEST UPCLOSE ONE OF HIM. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXbpZVf9WI/AAAAAAAAAYg/ozM49C0IS4k/s1600-h/P6260076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351925236421883234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXbpZVf9WI/AAAAAAAAAYg/ozM49C0IS4k/s400/P6260076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXbpP_ZrrI/AAAAAAAAAYY/muLB6j4qYfA/s1600-h/P6260054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351925233913278130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXbpP_ZrrI/AAAAAAAAAYY/muLB6j4qYfA/s400/P6260054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE HE IS INTO THIS THING OF PUTTING EVERYTHING DOWN HIS SHIRT. SO HE FOUND ONE OF THE PLUGS FOR THE FARMERS PRINCESS'S TOY AND STARTED TO PUT IT IN HIS SHIRT. CRAZY HE WAS TRYING AND TRYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXZqDb5jkI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Y_ZoWGav218/s1600-h/P6260071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351923048699760194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXZqDb5jkI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Y_ZoWGav218/s400/P6260071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK FARMERS PRINCESS GOING ON A FARI. THAT IS WHAT SHE KEPT SAYING. I HAD TOLD HER SA FARI. LOL! SHE HAD TO ONLY WEAR ONE SHOE FOR WHAT REASON I DONT KNOW. HAD TO PUT THE SURGERY CAP ON FROM CAVEMANS SURGERY AND A PINK PURSE WITH HER CAMERA IN IT AND A PRETTY DRESS. SHE IS SO SILLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXZpnQ9kqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/LC90Vnrz2VY/s1600-h/P6220016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351923041137693346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXZpnQ9kqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/LC90Vnrz2VY/s400/P6220016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXZpQVtJ1I/AAAAAAAAAYA/fUeUiqW0w4M/s1600-h/P6260038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351923034983573330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXZpQVtJ1I/AAAAAAAAAYA/fUeUiqW0w4M/s400/P6260038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THESE ARE THE ONES I NEE TO EXPLAIN. "I DID NOT PUT THESE ON". ALL OF A SUDDEN I HEAR THE FARMERS PRINCESS YELLING AT CAVEMAN. SHE WAS SO UPSET. THEN SHE COMES AND SAID BROTHER IS WEARING MY CLOTHES. I WENT TO CHECK THINGS OUT AND THIS IS WHAT I FOUND. HE FLOPPED DOWN WHEN I TRIED TO TAKE THEM OFF. I ENDED UP GETTING FARMERS PRINCESS TO LAUGH ABOUT IT. SHE DID NOT PUT THEM ON ALL I CAN THINK IS HE GOT THEM ON. I STRAIGHTEND THEM A LITTLE SO YOU CAN SEE HELLO KITTY ON THEM. HE WOULD RUN AND RUN. ACTING ALL GOOFY. THE FARMERS PRINCESS WAS SURE HAPPY WHEN SHE COULD PUT HER UNDERWEAR AND CLOTHES ON. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXZpCOiEuI/AAAAAAAAAX4/hYZjJZ1rSGs/s1600-h/P6260037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351923031195390690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXZpCOiEuI/AAAAAAAAAX4/hYZjJZ1rSGs/s400/P6260037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXXniC-J3I/AAAAAAAAAXw/uyIvXmS0AYQ/s1600-h/P6260055-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351920806353839986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXXniC-J3I/AAAAAAAAAXw/uyIvXmS0AYQ/s400/P6260055-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THESE PICS WERE FROM THE BARN. THE FARMERS PRINCESS LIKES TO WORK IN THE BARN, SO I TOOK MY CAMERA TO GET PICS OF IT. AND IT TURNED INTO A PHOTO SHOOT. SHE LOVES HER PIC TAKEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXXnV21ejI/AAAAAAAAAXo/LwESEWjasu4/s1600-h/P6260037-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351920803081714226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXXnV21ejI/AAAAAAAAAXo/LwESEWjasu4/s400/P6260037-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PUSHING UP THE FEED, SHE RACES ME DOWN TO THE BARN TO DO THIS. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXXm7zUweI/AAAAAAAAAXg/2O7a0QVjuyc/s1600-h/P6260034-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351920796087665122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXXm7zUweI/AAAAAAAAAXg/2O7a0QVjuyc/s400/P6260034-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXXml24y7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/CbpDOH_xpv4/s1600-h/P6260060-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351920790197029810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXXml24y7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/CbpDOH_xpv4/s400/P6260060-1+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-5792077131015263493?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5792077131015263493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-i-have-to-explain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5792077131015263493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5792077131015263493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-i-have-to-explain.html' title='Do I have to explain?'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkXbqIY85qI/AAAAAAAAAYw/OOMhCdpDVf8/s72-c/P6260085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-2076640790777114418</id><published>2009-06-24T12:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:25:23.215-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>???Questions???</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is it ok for a 1 year old to drink coffee? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is it ok for a 3 year old to beat you down to the barn and have 1/2 of the feed pushed up for the cows?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is it ok for you to take a day and do NOTHING at all?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is it ok for kids to carry toads and worms in the pockets and forget that they are there and then wash your clothes?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is it normal for your kids to want to clean more that you?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How about pose in every postion for the camera and it kinda looks funny sometimes?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do these things sometimes mean you do them to much that the kids dont know what to do if they dont do it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How do you keep a 1 year old from climbing everything?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Or keep him from throwing such temper tantrums?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When does a 3 year old stop mouthing back to you? Never right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do kids grow so fast?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I think that is all the questions for today. I know I am not the only one that asks them but I guess these are just left for us to think about. I love my kids but somedays gets hard to keep moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-2076640790777114418?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2076640790777114418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/questions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2076640790777114418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2076640790777114418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/questions.html' title='???Questions???'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-1998742797049802566</id><published>2009-06-23T05:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:26:11.553-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>LETS HEAR IT FOR THE BOYS! I HEART FACES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkCjsgxKi9I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DrjYm7oef_4/s1600-h/Lets+hear+it+from+the+boys-kids2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350456342421867474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkCjsgxKi9I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DrjYm7oef_4/s400/Lets+hear+it+from+the+boys-kids2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY ENTRY FOR THE KIDS. THIS IS FATHERSDAY AND DADDY TOLD HIM HE COULD NOT EAT OLD, MOLDY BREAD THAT WAS FOR THE FISH. HE TURNED AND LOOKED AT ME LIKE I WAS GOING TO LET HIM EAT IT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GO TO I HEART FACES TO SEE OTHER ENTRIES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;I&lt;3faces&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkCjseUa6II/AAAAAAAAAXI/lqF__vIuPPc/s1600-h/lets+hear+it+from+the+boys-Adult.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350456341764434050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkCjseUa6II/AAAAAAAAAXI/lqF__vIuPPc/s400/lets+hear+it+from+the+boys-Adult.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS IS MY ENTRY FOR ADULTS. MY HUSBAND AND SON SITTING LOOKING OUT OVER THE WATER. SHANE WAS USING COLLYNS FEET TO DO SIGN LANGUAGE. OUR SON REFUSES TO TALK SO WE HAVE TAUGHT HIM SIGNING. I JUST LOVE THIS PHOTO ANOTHER ONE THAT WAS TAKEN ON FATHERS DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FLY OVER TO SEE OTHER ENTRIES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;I&lt;3faces&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-1998742797049802566?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/1998742797049802566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-hear-it-for-boys-i-heart-faces.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1998742797049802566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1998742797049802566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-hear-it-for-boys-i-heart-faces.html' title='LETS HEAR IT FOR THE BOYS! I HEART FACES'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SkCjsgxKi9I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/DrjYm7oef_4/s72-c/Lets+hear+it+from+the+boys-kids2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4099398999860141112</id><published>2009-06-22T12:36:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:25:54.617-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GRANDPARENTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DADDY AND KIDS'/><title type='text'>Fathers Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a few pics from Fathers Day. I am going to figure out how to add a link and upload them to an album So I dont have a ton added on here. I am still trying to figure this blog thing out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you all had a nice fathers day. We went to Pymatuning Park. We went and saw the LOADS of Carp. Fed the Carp and Geese. Took pics and ate lunch. It was great. We have to make sure we get back for milking. So our days are shorter than most, but enjoyable. If you know us, we never wonder far from home. Even before we milked we never did.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj_DrPjRYpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Iio-wXM27GE/s1600-h/P6210058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350210030015701650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj_DrPjRYpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Iio-wXM27GE/s320/P6210058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lovely Caveman never likes to sit next to his sister for pics. I just dont understand. Maybe it is because she grabs him and holds him. LOL. She just loves him so much. So this was the best picture I got of the 2 of them at lunch. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj_Dq54Ug8I/AAAAAAAAAW4/O4LqmANu0l0/s1600-h/P6210182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350210024198407106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj_Dq54Ug8I/AAAAAAAAAW4/O4LqmANu0l0/s320/P6210182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a pic of Caveman when he found a cuddle (puddle) of water. *note: Farmers Princess says cuddle so cute*&lt;br /&gt;He does not keep shoes on and will just go anywhere. Both of my kids dont like shoes on. I dont either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj-2dMcSlAI/AAAAAAAAAWw/I--1TULV2ug/s1600-h/P6210028-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350195495011783682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj-2dMcSlAI/AAAAAAAAAWw/I--1TULV2ug/s320/P6210028-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These pics are in no special order. This is again were we ate lunch. The 4 of them went to walk over to the water. Daddy(the farmer) and Caveman, Farmers Princess and Papa. Farmers Princess started to call Papa Papapontimus. Dont know why but she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj-2cl4HvYI/AAAAAAAAAWo/4Mvy6VyN78k/s1600-h/P6210161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350195484659531138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj-2cl4HvYI/AAAAAAAAAWo/4Mvy6VyN78k/s320/P6210161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back again where the water Cuddle is. This is Farmers Pricess running back after she sniffed a flower. She had yellow all over her nose. She sniffed a second time but did not get much on it. I love this picture of her in Motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj-2cS9DwXI/AAAAAAAAAWg/A4TxCTq_kS8/s1600-h/P6210170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350195479579967858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj-2cS9DwXI/AAAAAAAAAWg/A4TxCTq_kS8/s320/P6210170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caveman being himself. Running up and down the steps. Both the kids did very well. I was so happy. Caveman sure is a handful and does not like to stay in the stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj-2by0_MlI/AAAAAAAAAWY/6eJb9MIDnkw/s1600-h/P6210275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350195470956180050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj-2by0_MlI/AAAAAAAAAWY/6eJb9MIDnkw/s320/P6210275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They were not tired to bad. I dont think. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj-2bh2k5hI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/9MmtENw_SIM/s1600-h/P6210002-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350195466399442450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj-2bh2k5hI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/9MmtENw_SIM/s320/P6210002-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took about 300 pics. So when I get the album up I will post it. I also am going to use my fav one for the "lets hear it for the boys" Short post but it is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4099398999860141112?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4099398999860141112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4099398999860141112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4099398999860141112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='Fathers Day!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sj_DrPjRYpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Iio-wXM27GE/s72-c/P6210058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-3525350502412666527</id><published>2009-06-19T08:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:29:47.926-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Views'/><title type='text'>Flies or Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I know that sounds harsh. I guess I was bothered by something I saw on the news at 3am. I want to know how fly killing or animal killing is not OK but to aboard a baby by choice is? I guess I am so confused. I don't like killing of animals in a way that is unreal. I am against animal cruelty and against abortion. But PETA has taken it to far to say something about the President swatting a fly. Well good thing they were not here this morning. Cause we have flies in our barn and when they land on me when I am trying to work. I SWAT! I Swat my child. Where to the lines get drawn? To me when I conceived my kids, they were babies. They were given to my by MY GOD. I don't believe in taking them away by my choice. I know what it is like to loose a baby. I have lost 3. I have 2. So I have been pregnant 5 times. So does that mean I am bad because I miscarried the babies? IS THAT DIFFERENT? What about if I were to choose not to have the babies? I don't know how the world thinks sometimes. I HAVE THE RIGHT TO MY OPINION! I BELIEVE IN GOD THE ONE AND ONLY! I BELIEVE JESUS DIED ON THE CROSS FOR US! GOD CREATES AND GOD TAKES AWAY. We don't understand and we don't need to but we need to be fair on both sides. I think that if I hear about PETA in a stupid way again, I am going to go nuts. Just like the crazy cat lady I saw on the news. She posted a sign out front of her house, "hit my cats I'll hit your kids" well come on. That just is something else. Now that I have vented I am sorry if I offend anyone. This is my feelings and babies are wonderful gifts. Animals are wonderful gifts (to eat) :) I don't believe in abusing them but they are here for Health in our bodies. I love my kids and would never think of anything but carrying and having them all over again :) I would want my other 3 back. I know there are 3 in heaven with my brother waiting for me. Thanks for your time and God Bless you. &lt;3 style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-3525350502412666527?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3525350502412666527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/flies-or-babies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3525350502412666527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3525350502412666527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/flies-or-babies.html' title='Flies or Babies'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-1733949555944007538</id><published>2009-06-17T08:55:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:30:26.604-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL TALES'/><title type='text'>THE MOUTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348280749564170194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjjpAVzVD9I/AAAAAAAAAV4/K6vOuDjCXAA/s400/2009-06+STRATTON+collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sjjp4fvvXFI/AAAAAAAAAWA/LA_CLyd8TrM/s1600-h/P6150005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348281714306145362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sjjp4fvvXFI/AAAAAAAAAWA/LA_CLyd8TrM/s200/P6150005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sjjq7FiXR5I/AAAAAAAAAWI/wK1e7d8MbO4/s1600-h/STRATTON6150002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348282858321954706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sjjq7FiXR5I/AAAAAAAAAWI/wK1e7d8MbO4/s200/STRATTON6150002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well today is now Wednesday. Time passes so quickly! Kids growing like weeds. To start out I did my first photo shoot on Monday. 2 beautiful kids, ages 2 and 3.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I did to bad. I only know how to take pics of my kids and in my timing. Is there any tips out there for the age like my son, who is hard to catch? I don't know how to pose people let alone kids. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! I have a family of 6 I am taking pictures for this Saturday. This makes me a nervous wreck. Well if there are any tips please share. Thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well The Farmers Princess has been very mouthy. She started her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt; for her first year this year.&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt; She loves it but I never heard of it being at night. When I went it was in the morning. Oh well. She gets home at 8:30 and is so not tired. Then it hits her and she is whinny and crying and a pain screaming when you try to take her to bed. What are we going to do? I have something we can call an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Austynnizim&lt;/span&gt;. It is really mouthy but it is funny after the fact. Yesterday was a heck of a day with the 2 of them. Well here we go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First of all I took The Farmer his lunch and I was late. He was not happy and I kept telling The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Farmers&lt;/span&gt; Princess just grab some shoes and lets go. I told her Daddy is not going to be happy. I had to pretty much carry her to the van screaming. So we get there and Daddy said I want it here before 10 or I am taking it when I leave. I understand. They take a break at 10 and he was working on a roof and it is 80 degrees. Well when I went to go pick up a bag of chips for Daddy, Well....When we were going down the road she said why was daddy upset. I said because he did not have his lunch on time. She looks at me and said " Mommy I told you we had to go or he would be mad" I could just scream. She is so picky about shoes and that is why we were late and I took her screaming to the van. She wanted her black flip flops not her pink and orange ones. Man that makes me so mad. Then later in the day she had her water bottle on the floor with the top on it. Well Caveman picked it up and brought it to me to open so he could have a drink. Well what do you think happened? Screaming from The Farmers Princess. Well she was mad and said he will drink it all. Oh boy if he would do that he would have threw it all back up. So I opened it and gave it to her to take a drink and said give it here so I can give some to Caveman. Well she threw it at me. Not like an all out winged it at me, but tossed and it spilled all over the floor, couch and me. I was mad. Told her to go sit in time out for 3 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and think about what you did. Well she said "NO" So I said I will give you to 3 to get there or you are going upstairs to your bedroom. She looked at me screaming and yelling and said "NO" again. Well I went to the steps and said get up there till Daddy gets home and that was about 1 1/2 hours away. She started to climb the steps, at this point she was screaming like someone took a bat to her. So I grabbed her carried her up the steps the rest of the way and smacked her butt. It was more of a pat to get going. Well she freaked out, and ran to her room and started kicking the walls or door. I could not figure it out. But I marched back up there and Cracked her on her butt and said you will not destroy my house over your anger. Well she laid down in bed and yelled to me, because she has to have the last word. "That's fine daddy is nicer than you"! what a mouth she has. So I came back down stairs and Caveman does not know what to do without her. Well I need to cut this off. Caveman is screaming his lungs out right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-1733949555944007538?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/1733949555944007538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/mouth.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1733949555944007538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1733949555944007538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/mouth.html' title='THE MOUTH'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjjpAVzVD9I/AAAAAAAAAV4/K6vOuDjCXAA/s72-c/2009-06+STRATTON+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7027865454013466301</id><published>2009-06-15T08:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:26:30.104-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>Week 32 Sepia Tone Adults</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjZF5dqCt6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/C1Z_DlnNveE/s1600-h/P6140009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347538461064869794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjZF5dqCt6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/C1Z_DlnNveE/s320/P6140009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my adult one. I thought Thomas our Farm hand was a good shot. Thanks for looking and check out the other photos at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/smallbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7027865454013466301?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7027865454013466301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-32-sepia-tone-adults.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7027865454013466301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7027865454013466301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-32-sepia-tone-adults.html' title='Week 32 Sepia Tone Adults'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjZF5dqCt6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/C1Z_DlnNveE/s72-c/P6140009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-2837020130423580510</id><published>2009-06-15T08:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:26:59.151-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>Week 32 Sepia Tone-Kids I&lt;3faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjZEhryg7HI/AAAAAAAAAVo/tPLLzDexf7E/s1600-h/P5220063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347536953030012018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjZEhryg7HI/AAAAAAAAAVo/tPLLzDexf7E/s320/P5220063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is my kids one. This is my friends Daughter when she was over swiming with my kids. She has a beautiful face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Please visit other kids photos and see the differnent pictures that are placed here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/smallbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-2837020130423580510?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2837020130423580510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-32-sepia-tone-kids-i3faces.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2837020130423580510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2837020130423580510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-32-sepia-tone-kids-i3faces.html' title='Week 32 Sepia Tone-Kids I&lt;3faces'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjZEhryg7HI/AAAAAAAAAVo/tPLLzDexf7E/s72-c/P5220063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4820295719413808602</id><published>2009-06-14T22:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:38:16.297-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>I started this and never finished. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjW0Zee3wfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/lpJCwfZA-Og/s1600-h/P6140116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347378482344608242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjW0Zee3wfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/lpJCwfZA-Og/s320/P6140116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Farm pics. This above is The Farmer and 2 farm hands :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have fallen in love with this pics. Speaks so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjW0ZBFXPFI/AAAAAAAAAVY/_408SHyQFuo/s1600-h/P1010011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347378474452991058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjW0ZBFXPFI/AAAAAAAAAVY/_408SHyQFuo/s320/P1010011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There is something about this site from the milk house when I am washing up everything. I love the mornings where the sun is shining on the world. I am so Blessed to live here. I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjW0Y-WeRMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/WCuIA4NqW8w/s1600-h/P1010020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347378473719448770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjW0Y-WeRMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/WCuIA4NqW8w/s320/P1010020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is another that I loved. Looking out the barn door while milking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This is the door that The Farmer and Farmhands are standing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The sun was hitting the fog just right and everything in the background. I LOVE IT&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOD IS SO GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4820295719413808602?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4820295719413808602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-started-this-and-never-finished.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4820295719413808602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4820295719413808602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-started-this-and-never-finished.html' title='I started this and never finished. :)'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SjW0Zee3wfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/lpJCwfZA-Og/s72-c/P6140116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-5129833394733725646</id><published>2009-06-09T08:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T02:21:33.500-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL TALES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUN FUN FUN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOYS WILL B BOYS'/><title type='text'>Water FUN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Collyns first time in our pool. He had a blast with the hose. Austy showed him he could get a drink from it. Well that was the funniest 10 min of my life. I cant tell you how many times his face was completely in the hose. LOL! Pics show a little. He is also nice enough to share with Austy. Not going to be long. It has taken me 24 hours to get this far. Crazy, HUH? I will be back to write more. Another time. I always have pictures to share but I do not want to out do my welcome. LOL&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si9QLrquq5I/AAAAAAAAAUc/_nvavnD_8Xo/s1600-h/P6080094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345579444342795154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si9QLrquq5I/AAAAAAAAAUc/_nvavnD_8Xo/s320/P6080094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si9QLVeFGLI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ynwIFoNXMM4/s1600-h/P6080095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345579438384158898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si9QLVeFGLI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ynwIFoNXMM4/s320/P6080095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si9QLOxNVcI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7JXESK0uR9c/s1600-h/P6080100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345579436585342402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si9QLOxNVcI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7JXESK0uR9c/s320/P6080100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si5YY_O-tQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0hIEQsaBaK0/s1600-h/P6080117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345306994049725698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si5YY_O-tQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0hIEQsaBaK0/s200/P6080117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-5129833394733725646?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5129833394733725646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/water-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5129833394733725646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5129833394733725646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/water-fun.html' title='Water FUN!!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si9QLrquq5I/AAAAAAAAAUc/_nvavnD_8Xo/s72-c/P6080094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-9122653252363434745</id><published>2009-06-08T08:45:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T14:31:29.065-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL TALES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOYS WILL B BOYS'/><title type='text'>Crazy Life!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well today is Monday. I had not wrote because I am to tired. :( I have pics and stuff to write. I should keep with it beause I love the story I am writing. MY LIFE. Crazy but all mine. I should start this morning is a beautiful morning. Been in the barn and got all chores done. Fed the piggs and calves. Fed the Farmer, Kids still sleeping. I filled the pool for the Little Tykes today. Watered the pigs they love the mud. LOL. Now sitting here drinking some coffee and typing. It is all before 8:30. I am hungry but dont feel like eating. I had to call the breeder today we have 2 in heat. Need to run to Progressive Dairy for a few barn things. Gotta get a couple things at the store and take shane a sandwich because I did not have anything for a sandwich. To much to do. I have to do this before this afternoon because that is when the breeder will be here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also have to send in more information for the Healthy Start for the kids. I dont think they will ever have everything they need. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Farmer planted me a nice kiss thismorning. It is a first in awhile. Wow. It made me happy. Yep then he put in crap in his lip and left for work. I love my husband so much. We have had our days that is for sure. Hard to believe we will be married 10 years in October. Poor guy!! LOL. I think being married is one of the hardest but the greatest things in the world. I have learned alot about The Farmer the last year that I never knew. What a good man he really is. Sure has a temper but I am learning how to handle that. We have had 2 of the most beautiful kids in the world. We (for the most part) are happy (most of the time) with everything. As a mother speaking to other mothers we know we have our days and wonder what did we get into. But then there are those moments that Your Husband Plants and unexpeted one, Or your child looks at you and says Mama you are my bestest friend. Or the arms up in the air to pick the little one up and they softly put thier arms around your neck and lay thier head on your shoulder. Means you are doing something right. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am thankful I have a Daughter that loves to get her pic taken. She has another pair of shoes that she has always worn. You have seen them in past pics. Ruby red slippers!! LOL well they no long fit her and I said we need to throw them out. She wanted to give them to another little girl. I said we cant do that there is no strap left on them. They are falling apart and really gross. Well if you know Austy she wore them all the time. I gotta find another pair that will fit her. So I said we will get some pics of them. She was so excited. So here are a few shots from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si0LT8cDJQI/AAAAAAAAATk/o_iOjzD5tzc/s1600-h/P6060017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344940770027840770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si0LT8cDJQI/AAAAAAAAATk/o_iOjzD5tzc/s320/P6060017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Austy was playing in the background and this made for an awsome accidental pic. I really like this one. With her hand up by her mouth like oh no! So sad for my Austy. She is happy with the pictures. We are going to Frame it and put it in her room. These shoes were given to her when she was not even one. So she has been wearing them too big and now to small. LOL. I have pics of "Little" but I need to edit them up. Poor guy for having a princess for a big sister beause everything is pink. He would not set her sunglasses down and they are pink. We dont want a sissy boy so I am going to change the color of them and put the pics up another time. I will stick some on though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si0MPnsWZzI/AAAAAAAAATs/DJNFlt9wJHI/s1600-h/P6060031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344941795251218226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si0MPnsWZzI/AAAAAAAAATs/DJNFlt9wJHI/s320/P6060031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic Austy was upset because Daddy went back to work in the barn and she wanted to go for a 4 wheeler ride. This pic touches my heart cause I can still here her saying "Daddy" in this soft little voice. Daddy can not hear very well so he did not answer right away. Thanks for him being on a Submarine in the Navy he lost some of his hearing. Does not help that is around loud farm Stuff too. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si0NhcculNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/BaZZ3v7I1T0/s1600-h/P6060067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344943200982176978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si0NhcculNI/AAAAAAAAAT0/BaZZ3v7I1T0/s200/P6060067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the end of my blogging for now. I have to get running. Both kiddos are up and one is screaming from the bed room. Can you guess who?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si0QoBTdQFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/pxzczxaGXLc/s1600-h/P6060027-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344946612489502802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si0QoBTdQFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/pxzczxaGXLc/s200/P6060027-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-9122653252363434745?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/9122653252363434745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazy-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/9122653252363434745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/9122653252363434745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazy-life.html' title='Crazy Life!!!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Si0LT8cDJQI/AAAAAAAAATk/o_iOjzD5tzc/s72-c/P6060017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-249431915695046141</id><published>2009-06-04T14:37:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:45:48.308-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL TALES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FARM STUFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOYS WILL B BOYS'/><title type='text'>Picture Blog Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WEll. Today was a beautiful day. After the last 2 days I have had. Glad to have them over. Really can not go into details right now..Maybe another time. Really long story. But here are some pics of the kids and Little Thomas and New family memeber and old one. LOL&gt; This first is Austynn being such a Ham. She loves her pics taken. She will pose and pose. I have to make her stop to get a good one. LOL!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SiiAYNfeteI/AAAAAAAAASo/snPUy7NOLS8/s1600-h/P6040065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343662111302006242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SiiAYNfeteI/AAAAAAAAASo/snPUy7NOLS8/s320/P6040065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet boy Collyn. He started to cry when we put him in the tree. Poor baby! He sure is cute and Everytime I look at pics, It is hard to believe that he was born with black hair..Well both my kids were. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SiiAXT40EcI/AAAAAAAAASg/wrCMDGy86ug/s1600-h/P6040071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343662095839007170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SiiAXT40EcI/AAAAAAAAASg/wrCMDGy86ug/s320/P6040071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Little Thomas, who now towers me. He danced with me at our wedding 10 years ago and this year he Graduated High School and leaves Aug 12th for National Gaurd Boot Camp. I know it is called something else but can not remember the letters he gave me. Collyn and Austynn love Thomas so much. I just love that picture of Collyn, Thomas and Dora. I like the way the 2 of them are looking at eachother. I am sure going to miss him.. The other 2 pics is Collyn and Austynn sitting on a 1800 pound bale of Hay in the Dairy Barn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih_hZHUV7I/AAAAAAAAASY/VIp0MFyzghw/s1600-h/P6040055_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 247px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343661169529083826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih_hZHUV7I/AAAAAAAAASY/VIp0MFyzghw/s320/P6040055_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih_hCKzxHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Y7zOZeeHcbQ/s1600-h/P6040054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343661163369710706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih_hCKzxHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Y7zOZeeHcbQ/s320/P6040054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pics turned out so cool .I love them so much. Austynn was holding Collyn in place can you tell by the placement of hands and elbow? LOL nothing like a head lock to keep him still, for the picture. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih_g6j8Z8I/AAAAAAAAASI/rbAVJ0eq8xI/s1600-h/P6040052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343661161327650754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih_g6j8Z8I/AAAAAAAAASI/rbAVJ0eq8xI/s320/P6040052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih-za88pmI/AAAAAAAAASA/mQM6S5zDbbU/s1600-h/P6040040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343660379748476514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih-za88pmI/AAAAAAAAASA/mQM6S5zDbbU/s320/P6040040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little look alike Austynn. She loves to climb so does her brother. Have to visit the babies all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih-zK7u2VI/AAAAAAAAAR4/3nVrkPbHuEI/s1600-h/P6040035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 259px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343660375448410450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih-zK7u2VI/AAAAAAAAAR4/3nVrkPbHuEI/s320/P6040035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one makes me think that Collyn is thinking "Whatcha Lookin At?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih-ygh6pSI/AAAAAAAAARw/_-I4bH-5aIU/s1600-h/P6040033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343660364065842466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih-ygh6pSI/AAAAAAAAARw/_-I4bH-5aIU/s320/P6040033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This calf got out of her hutch. She jumped right through the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet Bacon and Sausage. We got them today. Dora is intruducing herself in this picture. She just wanted to play with them. LOL.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih9wRl6PkI/AAAAAAAAARo/I-T0YZEIAlQ/s1600-h/P6040027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343659226184695362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih9wRl6PkI/AAAAAAAAARo/I-T0YZEIAlQ/s320/P6040027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I hope you enjoyed the pics. I did. I also want to say. I am so excited. I am having my first photo shoot in the next couple weeks for a family of 6. Can not wait. I hope I have a great day tomorrow and everyone else. Keep checking back. I will be adding more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih9wLAViiI/AAAAAAAAARg/kX4WHB-bMVo/s1600-h/P6040021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343659224416487970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih9wLAViiI/AAAAAAAAARg/kX4WHB-bMVo/s320/P6040021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih9v4ju9QI/AAAAAAAAARY/qtA8jr5E_Rc/s1600-h/P6040018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343659219464680706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sih9v4ju9QI/AAAAAAAAARY/qtA8jr5E_Rc/s320/P6040018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-249431915695046141?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/249431915695046141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/picture-blog-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/249431915695046141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/249431915695046141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/picture-blog-today.html' title='Picture Blog Today'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SiiAYNfeteI/AAAAAAAAASo/snPUy7NOLS8/s72-c/P6040065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-3929805409567101242</id><published>2009-06-01T09:58:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T01:23:16.472-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>WEEK 21 "Kids Birthday" Collyn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meet Collyn My youngest. He turned 1 Feb. This is him crying first because he does not like hats at all. LOL. Second we wanted him to grab his cake..Well he wanted nothing to do with it at first. My daughter decided to take it upon herself to show him and put her face in it. LOL&gt; well he was happy eating it after he got the first taste. But this is what we saw for the first few min. Poor Child. If you notice he WAS cross eyed. He has surgery in March and they are almost perfect. So that made him a little Leary of anything he was not around all the time. He could not see very well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please hope over to IHEARTFACES to see more Birthday Entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/smallbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SiPfDZTLpnI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IR6TsP0Vtf4/s1600-h/WEEK21+CRY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342358832415483506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SiPfDZTLpnI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IR6TsP0Vtf4/s400/WEEK21+CRY.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-3929805409567101242?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3929805409567101242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-21-kids-birthday-collyn.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3929805409567101242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3929805409567101242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-21-kids-birthday-collyn.html' title='WEEK 21 &quot;Kids Birthday&quot; Collyn'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SiPfDZTLpnI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IR6TsP0Vtf4/s72-c/WEEK21+CRY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-3010804304513944031</id><published>2009-06-01T09:44:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T01:23:35.442-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>WEEK 21 "PETS" Meet Andrea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please meet Andrea our heifer. I was trying to get a picture out in the Pasture of her and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Austynn&lt;/span&gt;, my daughter, appeared in the pic. I think it made for a great pic. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Austynn&lt;/span&gt; and I were doing her pictures out in the pasture with the heifers. If you have not read my blog. My husband, kids and I run a Diary. We love our cows very much. They all have their own personality. Andrea is just like her mother Kandy. Very Friendly and loves to be pet. Cant wait to see what she does in the Parlor in the Fall when She freshens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jump over to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IHEARTFACES&lt;/span&gt; web site to check out more animals from this week.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/smallbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342357236223844194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SiPdmfBcH2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/HLEoDUerWCM/s400/WEEK+21+BIRTHDAY.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-3010804304513944031?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3010804304513944031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-21-pets-meet-andrea.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3010804304513944031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3010804304513944031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-21-pets-meet-andrea.html' title='WEEK 21 &quot;PETS&quot; Meet Andrea'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SiPdmfBcH2I/AAAAAAAAAM0/HLEoDUerWCM/s72-c/WEEK+21+BIRTHDAY.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-1160931702711692596</id><published>2009-05-29T14:03:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:11:24.284-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AUSTYNNIZIMS'/><title type='text'>Austynnizims</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SiAqvbrMWCI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jwPEzK750m0/s1600-h/P5290001ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341316152432547874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SiAqvbrMWCI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jwPEzK750m0/s200/P5290001ab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lets call the picture &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Bad Hair Day"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She looks so pitiful here. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have to post this. Austynn has this frog I got her for Valentines Day. It sings, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart I just don't think it'd understand And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart He might blow up and kill this man" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but she was laughing so hard listening to it and she comes to me and says mommy you know what this froggy is signing from his belly? That is when you know something great is going to come out of her mouth. She said it says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"he is going to throw up in a van" I said what did you say. I was so confused for a moment..then she pushed the button and heard it again and started laughing and said his belly is saying it is going to throw up in a van. I could not stop laughing with her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart I just don't think it'd understand And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart He might throw up in this van"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is my Austynnizims for the day. She is also telling people she has allergies..She is allergic to houses and mailboxes they make her sneeze and get a stuffy nose. Crazy girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Collyn is doing much better at his signing. He was so ready for his nap today. I took him upstairs and picked him up to hold him for a minute. Well he pointed to his bed and signed please. He is learning and understanding. So he uses the words "more" and "please". Good Job Collyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-1160931702711692596?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/1160931702711692596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/austynnizims.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1160931702711692596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/1160931702711692596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/austynnizims.html' title='Austynnizims'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SiAqvbrMWCI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jwPEzK750m0/s72-c/P5290001ab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-2690666554781082573</id><published>2009-05-29T11:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:58:01.150-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>Fix it Friday - week 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh__IPGWvjI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HUxmTAw5cnE/s1600-h/littleprecious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341268200041922098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh__IPGWvjI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HUxmTAw5cnE/s320/littleprecious.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Original&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh__H_6BkjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7hHUCGOo1dY/s1600-h/littleprecious24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341268195963671090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh__H_6BkjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7hHUCGOo1dY/s320/littleprecious24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how I would fix it up for my page. This is also my first Fix it Friday. Please visit iheartfaces for more entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/smallbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-2690666554781082573?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2690666554781082573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/fix-it-friday-week-15.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2690666554781082573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/2690666554781082573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/fix-it-friday-week-15.html' title='Fix it Friday - week 15'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh__IPGWvjI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HUxmTAw5cnE/s72-c/littleprecious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7994104159515695587</id><published>2009-05-29T09:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:58:32.433-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL TALES'/><title type='text'>Shoes or Tractors?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh_dnV8DLFI/AAAAAAAAALw/DbqfZZvuF_k/s1600-h/P5270086a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341231351058345042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh_dnV8DLFI/AAAAAAAAALw/DbqfZZvuF_k/s400/P5270086a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a girl have to many shoes? I am not the one with the shoes. I have one pair of work boots, 2 pair of rubber barn boots, 1 pair or walking shoes, 1 pair white canvas shoes and 1 pair of flip flops. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Austynn&lt;/span&gt; on the other hand I would take up more space telling you what she has. In past pics I am sure you can see all the different ones. Crazy. Thank goodness for hand me downs, but we can also thank Nana and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gobbie&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ga&lt;/span&gt; and I am sure Aunt Te-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt;. It is a fight with her to wear a pair of shoes. Most of the time she has to have Daddy put them on because &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Austynn&lt;/span&gt; is unhappy the way I tie them. What is wrong with that? She loves her dresses and shoes but then the problem lies when she want to go help milk in them. I call her the dirty princess. She likes to dress up and play in sand. She likes to dress up and go to the barn. She likes to dress up and go spread poop with Daddy on the tractor. Well I could continue about She likes to dress ups...... Do you or don't you let them do that. Or she is Changing 100 times a day. Girls and her shoes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341234009905259138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh_gCG6jYoI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HqJKoGWB58c/s320/Feeding+Calf.jpg" /&gt; She loves the tractor too. She loves to have pictures taken by it and the day her brother gets the chance to go for a ride. I am a little nervous he is going to come back with a blackened eye. She stands at the door or window when she hears him start the tractor. The rumbling of the engine sparks a very big interest in both the kids but she would start to cry if she can not go once with him. The funny thing: one time around and her head is bobbing because she has fallen asleep. Must be the noise and bouncing.. She one year had a pink nice coat on and pink sun glasses and boots. she did not want to wear pants but I made her..Silly girl. She is my little dirty farm princess.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy I was not like that. Easier being a farmer because I only need a couple pair of comfy boots. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. don't work somewhere I have to dress up and wear heels. Well I suppose it will never stop so I am going to have to go with the flow on this one. Not me how about Daddy. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; :) Hope you have a good day..I hear the kids jumping in the crib. Not to bad on time..Sleeping a little later..how nice.&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341231670195678274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh_d560UbEI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Y15ybHcBlIQ/s400/P5270069b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7994104159515695587?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7994104159515695587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/shoes-or-tractors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7994104159515695587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7994104159515695587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/shoes-or-tractors.html' title='Shoes or Tractors?'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh_dnV8DLFI/AAAAAAAAALw/DbqfZZvuF_k/s72-c/P5270086a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7247777114607923984</id><published>2009-05-28T14:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:58:53.715-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOWN DAYS'/><title type='text'>SUNNY DAYS ARE YET TO COME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh7ewsldaZI/AAAAAAAAALo/phe74BTjaHQ/s1600-h/P5270129bc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340951136291350930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh7ewsldaZI/AAAAAAAAALo/phe74BTjaHQ/s400/P5270129bc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;TODAY I WENT AND TOOK THE KIDS TO MY &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;COUNSELOR&lt;/span&gt;. IT WAS GOOD. NOT TO MUCH BUT GOOD FOR ME. IT IS HARD TO LOOSE SOMEONE NO MATTER WHO IT IS. I GUESS AT THAT TIME OF YEAR MAKES IT WORSE. THE PICTURES ARE HELPING ME THAT IS FOR SURE. TODAY I WAS HAVING A HARD TIME TILL THE KIDS GOT UP. MADE ME FEEL BETTER. I LOVE MY KIDS SO MUCH. SHANE CALLED ME TODAY TO CHECK IN TO SEE IF I WAS DOING OK. THANK YOU SHANE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AUSTYNN&lt;/span&gt; AND I WENT OUT AND PUSHED UP FEED FOR THE COWS. WE WATCHED UNCLE HAROLD MOW SOME HAY THAT WILL BE BALED HERE THIS WEEKEND. WET WRAPS. WE TOOK THE 4 WHEELER AND &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AUSTYNN&lt;/span&gt; SAID MOMMY I LOVE YOU. I LOVE THAT MOMENTS THAT YOU TREASURE. SHE PUT MY WORK BOOTS ON AND GLOVES AND SAID SHE WAS GOING TO WORK. SHE IS JUST SILLY. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;COLLYN&lt;/span&gt; IS DOWN FOR A NAP AND I THINK I AM GOING TO MARINATE CHICKEN AND HAVE THAT FOR SUPPER. ON THE BONE CHICKEN. YUM YUM. WELL THAT IS ALL FOR NOW. WANTED TO CHECK IN AND SAY THINGS ARE OK. I AM ADDING A CUTE PIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7247777114607923984?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7247777114607923984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunny-days-are-yet-to-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7247777114607923984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7247777114607923984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunny-days-are-yet-to-come.html' title='SUNNY DAYS ARE YET TO COME'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh7ewsldaZI/AAAAAAAAALo/phe74BTjaHQ/s72-c/P5270129bc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-7653000346509368723</id><published>2009-05-27T12:14:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:59:12.735-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOWN DAYS'/><title type='text'>Sad Times Coming</title><content type='html'>Here is the pic Gary loved&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh2G9HNIWTI/AAAAAAAAALg/RQr_b8ZXg5s/s1600-h/871719426_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340573117595539762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh2G9HNIWTI/AAAAAAAAALg/RQr_b8ZXg5s/s400/871719426_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh1sjT41HMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/471ib9z2OhU/s1600-h/m_fbccd53afef90081e048079138b9d491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340544087021132994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh1sjT41HMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/471ib9z2OhU/s400/m_fbccd53afef90081e048079138b9d491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh1sjLxUYgI/AAAAAAAAALI/nc--pEiR2lw/s1600-h/m_5ed3427803455bc2a51e257221ef12e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340544084842144258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh1sjLxUYgI/AAAAAAAAALI/nc--pEiR2lw/s400/m_5ed3427803455bc2a51e257221ef12e4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Today I guess not so much about my kids. More on my feelings. The next week is going to be rough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Tomorrow May 28, 2006 was the last time I saw my Younger brother. He had a motorcycle accident on June 4, 2006. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Three years ago tomorrow he rode his bike down with my parents to come see Austynn. She was just turning 9 months. I remember vividly taking a picture of her in our tree outfront. Now lost from my computer. I got copies made for him. He loved the pic. He spent the day here. And there are a few things I remember so strongly from that day. Little did I know when he told me he would never take a 4 hour trip again on his bike he ment it. He was 24 years old at the time. Spent 18 months in Iraq. To come home and after 3 months, he is now in Heaven. Sure gets hard at this time of the year and I am very emotional. I love and miss him so much. I remember It was Sunday Night went to bed and heard my house phone ring but was not sure if I was dreaming. Then Heard my cell phone ring to hear my house phone again. I dont sleep without my phone at hand now. It was 1am Monday morning and the only thing I remember is Mom saying Gary was in an accident and I want to talk to Shane where is he? I fell to my knees. It is so hard to think about it let alone talk about it without crying. To remember that day is so easy yet so hard. I know hard to forget!! I just want to scream still!!!! Running a dairy farm Shane could not just come with me So his mom left with me and Austynn at 3 am. Mom led me to think he was alive still the whole 4 hour trip I hardly remember. Got there it was Day light out and my uncle drove me to the hospital without saying a word. Cause no one would want to slip. They told me that he was in surgery to release pressure off the brain. That is all I knew. I got to the hospital. Dont remember walking in. Got to the ICU floor and Dad Met me at the elevator and took me straight back. We had to be buzzed in because it was 2 people at a time. There were so many people there. I felt like all eyes on me when I got off. Iremember that because everyone knew but me that he was dead. I saw him and once again just fell. He was on life support so they could donate his organs. Here he went up an embankment on the Freeway hit a pine tree and it went up his helmet and right through his right eye to the back of his brain. I know detailed but That is the truth. He was riding with one of his good friends. But I just remember sitting there with him. He would breath on his own sometimes and that little hope that he would make it seemed so big. The nurse allowed Austynn to go back and see him. I took her and set her on his legs. That was the longest I had ever seen her sit still and touch him. Austynn met her Uncle Gary only on 4 different occasions. Well now that I feel somewhat Better but not really. This is my story for today. I am really sad and Just want my brother back. My sister was Over seas in the Marines and she had to come home from that. Gary was pronounced gone at 1am June 7, 2006. Thanks for the prayers I am asking for. I thought that every year would get easier, it hasnt,,but it has not gotten worse either. Well I guess I should go and fold some laundry. Collyn is down for a nap. Went out pushed up feed in the barn and turn fans on and Austynn is resting watching some TV. I guess this is my time to do what I can. Collyn is cutting 2 teeth and it is a nightmare with him. Breeze with Austynn. Thanks again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340544090680635442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh1sjhhUsDI/AAAAAAAAALY/5dAFp534xNs/s400/l_14ce81475a68d4c5f543d89abdb64ea5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-7653000346509368723?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7653000346509368723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/sad-times-coming.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7653000346509368723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/7653000346509368723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/sad-times-coming.html' title='Sad Times Coming'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Sh2G9HNIWTI/AAAAAAAAALg/RQr_b8ZXg5s/s72-c/871719426_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-5683322550182091744</id><published>2009-05-26T10:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:59:30.626-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HEART FACES'/><title type='text'>I Heart Faces-Silhouettes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Shv-5Un0L6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/-MijyDfN69M/s1600-h/2009-05-23+SILU.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340142043919560610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Shv-5Un0L6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/-MijyDfN69M/s400/2009-05-23+SILU.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Was not sure if I could write since this is my first time submiting a pic. I enjoyed the challenge of getting a silhouette. It sure was a challenge. I did not even do what I had pictured in my head but this one was good. It happend to be a morning Milking and Austynn happend to be up before we went out. She loves to go to the barn and help us milk. She is a Daddys girl all the way. We stand at our door to check the cows and I thought what a shot. So the two of them were standing there and I had brought my camera down because I was working on a Silhouette. I been working on it since last week. :) So this is my picture of my husband and daughter checking out our younger heifers(actually watching for heats) LOL. Hope you enjoy and thanks for checking mine out. You will be seeing my pictures more now. My friend Beth has gotten me hooked on blogging. :) Thanks Beth Love You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/smallbutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;This is my entry for I Heart Faces Contest.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Check out other entries above.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-5683322550182091744?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5683322550182091744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-heart-faces-silhouettes.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5683322550182091744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/5683322550182091744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-heart-faces-silhouettes.html' title='I Heart Faces-Silhouettes'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/Shv-5Un0L6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/-MijyDfN69M/s72-c/2009-05-23+SILU.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4220068536038872911</id><published>2009-05-25T10:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:00:14.689-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DADDY AND KIDS'/><title type='text'>MEMORIAL DAY MORNING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/ShqvSloshvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/CB1Uv8FhdYg/s1600-h/IHEARTFACES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339773042076452594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/ShqvSloshvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/CB1Uv8FhdYg/s400/IHEARTFACES.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY EVERYONE! I HOPE EVERYONE HAS A GREAT DAY! THINGS BEEN BUSY BUT I WANTED TO ADD SOME PICS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THIS IS SHANE AND AUSTYNN THIS MORNING IN THE BARN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WE ARE GOING TO DON AND ALONAS THIS AFTERNOON AND BETH, MIKE AND KIDS ARE COMING OVER TOO. AUSTYNN IS VERY EXCITED. MAYBE I WILL HAVE SOMEMORE PICS LATER. SEE YA ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4220068536038872911?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4220068536038872911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-morning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4220068536038872911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4220068536038872911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-morning.html' title='MEMORIAL DAY MORNING'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/ShqvSloshvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/CB1Uv8FhdYg/s72-c/IHEARTFACES.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-66169443661128529</id><published>2009-05-22T16:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:19:31.200-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKS LORD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HEALTH STUFF'/><title type='text'>APPROVED</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Thank you Jesus! We had a State Hearing on May 19th for our Medical Card Application back December 23, 2008. The state said that the CDJFS did not follow procedures and we are to submit what was missing out of our APP..So we have 15 days and everything goes back to DEC 23..YES what a Happy Moment. Just wanted to update really quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-66169443661128529?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/66169443661128529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/approved.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/66169443661128529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/66169443661128529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/approved.html' title='APPROVED'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-8883352405098888969</id><published>2009-05-21T15:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:02:11.950-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GIRL TALES'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/ShWoMmU_qFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QO1BVEAYsKo/s1600-h/2009-05-21+austy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338357867718092882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/ShWoMmU_qFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QO1BVEAYsKo/s200/2009-05-21+austy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/ShWoMPnqSII/AAAAAAAAAKg/pg9pq4uS1oU/s1600-h/2009-05-21+austy3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338357861622368386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/ShWoMPnqSII/AAAAAAAAAKg/pg9pq4uS1oU/s200/2009-05-21+austy3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/ShWoL8jmQ4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/Dpd3DSkcIVE/s1600-h/2009-05-21+austy2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338357856505054082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/ShWoL8jmQ4I/AAAAAAAAAKY/Dpd3DSkcIVE/s200/2009-05-21+austy2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/ShWoLj3n_2I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zdQ3GNjZjUo/s1600-h/2009-05-21+austy5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338357849878167394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/ShWoLj3n_2I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zdQ3GNjZjUo/s200/2009-05-21+austy5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/ShWoLNvlAcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QlRYa6W9DY8/s1600-h/2009-05-21+austy4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338357843938836930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/ShWoLNvlAcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/QlRYa6W9DY8/s200/2009-05-21+austy4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just going to post a few pics from today. The one of Austynn in the straw looks like SHILA to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 165px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" width="320" height="165" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-8883352405098888969?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/8883352405098888969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-going-to-post-few-pics-from-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/8883352405098888969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/8883352405098888969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-going-to-post-few-pics-from-today.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/ShWoMmU_qFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QO1BVEAYsKo/s72-c/2009-05-21+austy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-3354831443810031721</id><published>2009-05-13T21:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:02:53.715-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KIDS UPDATES'/><title type='text'>Been A Long Time, SORRY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SgtwDOYjlnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Gks0vZiJzb8/s1600-h/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335481384253494898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SgtwDOYjlnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Gks0vZiJzb8/s320/kids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello all! Here we are weeks later. Just been so busy I cant stay up for anything. We also have had been sick. Flu ran through our house and Don and Alonas. No fun! Collyn had an eye doc appointment to see how things are. Today was to see if he will need another surgery or not. Well, the outcome was. He has to wear a patch on his right eye for 2 hours a day 7 days week for the next 4 months. This will not be fun for him or me. We go back September 17th and if there is no improvement we will have to have surgery soon on his left eye.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will leave it at that, for now. Just so much and I love to write and give every detail. It is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-3354831443810031721?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3354831443810031721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-long-time-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3354831443810031721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/3354831443810031721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-long-time-sorry.html' title='Been A Long Time, SORRY!'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SgtwDOYjlnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Gks0vZiJzb8/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4248090623788391408</id><published>2009-05-06T13:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:03:25.546-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOYS WILL B BOYS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SgHMuYc0h0I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ejWO4rcTZlg/s1600-h/Picnik+Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SgHMuYc0h0I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ejWO4rcTZlg/s320/Picnik+Edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BOY ON A MISSION ALONG WITH HIS THUMB. LOVES THE 4 WHEELER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4248090623788391408?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4248090623788391408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/boy-on-mission-along-with-his-thumb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4248090623788391408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4248090623788391408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/boy-on-mission-along-with-his-thumb.html' title=''/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/SgHMuYc0h0I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ejWO4rcTZlg/s72-c/Picnik+Edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-236436921529860134.post-4799080401305716381</id><published>2009-04-29T11:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:04:10.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KIDS UPDATES'/><title type='text'>Just something small</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am sorry! So much going on. Spring brings babies. LOL! well in the last 2 days we have had 3 calves. So we have 5 more to go this week. Collyn still has an ear infection and they are talking about tubes. I dont want that. The poor kid has been through enough. Austynn is getting mouthier than ever. Boy must be the age or something. Collyn is not afraid of anythning now. Use to be when I vaccumed but now he grabs his own and cleans right beside me. Well gotta run many things to do. AND THANK U BETH FOR MY NEW SIGNATURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" align="left" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a397/sweetygyrl/Jamie2.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/236436921529860134-4799080401305716381?l=faithlikechildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4799080401305716381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-something-small.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4799080401305716381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/236436921529860134/posts/default/4799080401305716381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://faithlikechildren.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-something-small.html' title='Just something small'/><author><name>JAMIE ANN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02513114377197241026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QHKpKVu3bsU/S4WL3lTUukI/AAAAAAAAAxY/_ynPV8lmSOQ/S220/2010+02+18_4167+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
