tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10198472287106831202009-07-13T20:34:38.773-06:00Oh Maggie My & Caroline PieThe Life and Times of Two Overly Obsessed About KidsDiana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.comBlogger612125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-47968172831116384532009-07-10T09:22:00.004-06:002009-07-10T20:26:53.136-06:00Bunch of Randoms<p align="center">Chatting on the phone:</p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Slf2J7_wZ9I/AAAAAAAAFsI/GFAq8ViY28I/s1600-h/blog+11+045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357020932364855250" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Slf2J7_wZ9I/AAAAAAAAFsI/GFAq8ViY28I/s320/blog+11+045.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center">In the jogging stroller. Kind of irritated I woke her up upon arriving home:</div><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Slf1-nT6haI/AAAAAAAAFsA/KLhA9fUZkMM/s1600-h/blog+11+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357020737833698722" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Slf1-nT6haI/AAAAAAAAFsA/KLhA9fUZkMM/s320/blog+11+042.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Slf1-YPuSkI/AAAAAAAAFr4/8I03iZ6Rvgk/s1600-h/blog+11+038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357020733789588034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Slf1-YPuSkI/AAAAAAAAFr4/8I03iZ6Rvgk/s320/blog+11+038.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><br />Patrick likes to prop Caroline up on the couch--and she actually likes it. Maggie then proceeds to attack (erh, um, love her).<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Slf1s2qCBnI/AAAAAAAAFrw/3geNwibZ6e0/s1600-h/blog+11+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357020432715351666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Slf1s2qCBnI/AAAAAAAAFrw/3geNwibZ6e0/s320/blog+11+035.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Slf1snJ7MUI/AAAAAAAAFro/Hs332xm7ls4/s1600-h/blog+11+032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357020428554154306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Slf1snJ7MUI/AAAAAAAAFro/Hs332xm7ls4/s320/blog+11+032.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"> When I work in the front yard I open the door and put Caroline in the doorway and just let Maggie wander in and out. Maggie had given Caroline her set of plastic horseshoes to play with then settled down with a map we have of Colorado. "Where on here do I live Mommy?" is what I heard constantly--even after I pointed to our city over and over.</div><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrXY1rHx_I/AAAAAAAAFqw/6bJFrTiPFII/s1600-h/blog+11+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353327928808032242" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrXY1rHx_I/AAAAAAAAFqw/6bJFrTiPFII/s320/blog+11+014.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrXYnBtntI/AAAAAAAAFqo/PeR563MSVpc/s1600-h/blog+11+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353327924876254930" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrXYnBtntI/AAAAAAAAFqo/PeR563MSVpc/s320/blog+11+007.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"> Finally overcoming her fear of the mixer to help me make muffins.</div><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrXYdLRkXI/AAAAAAAAFqg/x2dCpNOwkP0/s1600-h/blog+11+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353327922232004978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrXYdLRkXI/AAAAAAAAFqg/x2dCpNOwkP0/s320/blog+11+006.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrXX9hBmYI/AAAAAAAAFqY/6GU5yOW7-SY/s1600-h/blog+11+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353327913733298562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrXX9hBmYI/AAAAAAAAFqY/6GU5yOW7-SY/s320/blog+11+005.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div> **after reviewing these photos I must say: I do TRY to get Caroline's hair to behave. It will not. Seriously.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-4796817283111638453?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-52824989692772651032009-07-08T09:28:00.001-06:002009-07-08T23:35:53.366-06:00Lady BugsWe're getting quite a lot of bugs in the yard these days. I decided to buy some lady bugs in order to eat down some of them. It was WILD letting them go. The white mesh bag is what they came in. All the black dots on the retaining wall are lady bugs.<br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrYa7VcmHI/AAAAAAAAFrI/zFwp3bwwDOw/s1600-h/blog+11+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353329064199100530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrYa7VcmHI/AAAAAAAAFrI/zFwp3bwwDOw/s320/blog+11+030.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrYalBDZkI/AAAAAAAAFrA/WJltYwBNrS0/s1600-h/blog+11+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353329058207983170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrYalBDZkI/AAAAAAAAFrA/WJltYwBNrS0/s320/blog+11+029.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrYafQqNqI/AAAAAAAAFq4/uj5wcJvC9Wg/s1600-h/blog+11+028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353329056662828706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrYafQqNqI/AAAAAAAAFq4/uj5wcJvC9Wg/s320/blog+11+028.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center">It's worth clicking on each picture for a closer look.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-5282498969277265103?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-8184234739136573322009-07-07T08:11:00.001-06:002009-07-08T23:35:52.441-06:00While I Clean<p align="center">Caroline hangs in the chair, usually falls asleep.</p><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrUUbmSLnI/AAAAAAAAFqI/_QhwFJcuj10/s1600-h/blog+10+094.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353324554554060402" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrUUbmSLnI/AAAAAAAAFqI/_QhwFJcuj10/s320/blog+10+094.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center">Maggie finds make up and covers her lovely face:</div><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrT68VdcHI/AAAAAAAAFqA/kDFUCIMfAkw/s1600-h/blog+10+084.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353324116665266290" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrT68VdcHI/AAAAAAAAFqA/kDFUCIMfAkw/s320/blog+10+084.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-818423473913657332?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-34143527146811926292009-07-06T09:14:00.002-06:002009-07-06T22:29:22.995-06:00Family Picture<div align="center">Yet another one.</div><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrU58vSF6I/AAAAAAAAFqQ/Tu-_44Vw6MA/s1600-h/blog+10+098.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353325199105333154" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrU58vSF6I/AAAAAAAAFqQ/Tu-_44Vw6MA/s320/blog+10+098.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">I could NOT get Maggie to cooperate.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-3414352714681192629?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-73041867744199708382009-07-05T15:00:00.003-06:002009-07-05T16:43:13.047-06:00Caroline's New Toy<div align="center">Ah, the fun toys a baby gets to play with. Poor thing. She mostly just fusses when I lay her on it. The second picture looks like she's kind of smiling. She's been doing a ton of smiling and cooing lately but every time I try to capture it on film she stops to focus on the camera! It's driving me nuts.</div><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrRtbfrhII/AAAAAAAAFpo/3iZoyRS4tHg/s1600-h/blog+10+071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353321685488206978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrRtbfrhII/AAAAAAAAFpo/3iZoyRS4tHg/s320/blog+10+071.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrRt1J_WiI/AAAAAAAAFpw/dtGFvaxVRWM/s1600-h/blog+10+074.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353321692376554018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrRt1J_WiI/AAAAAAAAFpw/dtGFvaxVRWM/s320/blog+10+074.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-7304186774419970838?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-72348079716695684682009-07-03T13:09:00.002-06:002009-07-03T17:40:15.399-06:00Daddy & Caroline, Mama & Caroline<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj72F1Rx1uI/AAAAAAAAFnM/6NT9JG-AF-g/s1600-h/blog+10+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349983987424155362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj72F1Rx1uI/AAAAAAAAFnM/6NT9JG-AF-g/s320/blog+10+017.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center">I have a TON of pictures of Patrick with Maggie. And now it begins with Caroline. It's not so easy to get a picture of me with the kids because I'm always the photographer.</div><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrTGNUE0CI/AAAAAAAAFp4/6nLm_pIl3bQ/s1600-h/blog+10+077.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353323210689794082" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkrTGNUE0CI/AAAAAAAAFp4/6nLm_pIl3bQ/s320/blog+10+077.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-7234807971669568468?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-5108703444194561332009-07-02T11:36:00.001-06:002009-07-03T17:39:43.140-06:00PicnicMaggie helped prepare some coleslaw, biscuits, and watermelon slices for a ward (church) picnic. Patrick made his own fried chicken recipe. Lots of fun. The bigger kids played kick ball. They actually let Maggie "play" (they pitched to her, let her kick the ball and run the bases). I watched from a distance and cursed that I didn't have a camera!<br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj7ur5Cm0fI/AAAAAAAAFmk/VzS5NqnCvSA/s1600-h/blog+10+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349975845176267250" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj7ur5Cm0fI/AAAAAAAAFmk/VzS5NqnCvSA/s320/blog+10+003.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">Caroline watched the preparations from her cozy vibrating chair on the kitchen table.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj7usOmrN8I/AAAAAAAAFms/_PC60grbrCA/s1600-h/blog+10+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349975850964694978" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj7usOmrN8I/AAAAAAAAFms/_PC60grbrCA/s320/blog+10+005.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">Later that afternoon we played around a bit. We could not get a good picture of both kids together--one or both of them were always looking silly:</p><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj7vJaaG0EI/AAAAAAAAFm0/mvlA8h5Fm9M/s1600-h/blog+10+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349976352349409346" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj7vJaaG0EI/AAAAAAAAFm0/mvlA8h5Fm9M/s320/blog+10+007.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj7vKKoEnUI/AAAAAAAAFnE/1e8_fkvHl74/s1600-h/blog+10+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349976365292887362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj7vKKoEnUI/AAAAAAAAFnE/1e8_fkvHl74/s320/blog+10+014.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">Then Maggie snagged Caroline's baby legs and put them on to play:</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj7vJ-GkgqI/AAAAAAAAFm8/mpVb6YCB46c/s1600-h/blog+10+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349976361931145890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj7vJ-GkgqI/AAAAAAAAFm8/mpVb6YCB46c/s320/blog+10+013.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-510870344419456133?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-14244872964035444982009-07-01T09:10:00.001-06:002009-07-03T17:39:00.141-06:00Wallet ContentsTaking apart my wallet. She does this at least once a week. Surprisingly I've only lost a library card!<br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj72kz8O7LI/AAAAAAAAFnU/sRPwxylobD8/s1600-h/blog+10+021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349984519641296050" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj72kz8O7LI/AAAAAAAAFnU/sRPwxylobD8/s320/blog+10+021.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-1424487296403544498?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-63979297808684089052009-06-29T09:13:00.000-06:002009-06-29T12:40:53.946-06:00Grammy's Visit<p align="center">Grammy came to visit. She's such an easy guest! She's also fragile and I was constantly telling her not to pick up Caroline because she's too heavy.</p><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj78sXhakTI/AAAAAAAAFpE/Bd9gi2H1wY8/s1600-h/blog+10+068.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349991246521340210" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj78sXhakTI/AAAAAAAAFpE/Bd9gi2H1wY8/s320/blog+10+068.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj78sEfNteI/AAAAAAAAFo8/v-8rEdSrn3Q/s1600-h/blog+10+067.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349991241411835362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj78sEfNteI/AAAAAAAAFo8/v-8rEdSrn3Q/s320/blog+10+067.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj77qb148OI/AAAAAAAAFo0/DfyzDnF0DGs/s1600-h/blog+10+054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349990113809592546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj77qb148OI/AAAAAAAAFo0/DfyzDnF0DGs/s320/blog+10+054.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj77qGtTKmI/AAAAAAAAFos/_sWvw7OuP-g/s1600-h/blog+10+053.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349990108136417890" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj77qGtTKmI/AAAAAAAAFos/_sWvw7OuP-g/s320/blog+10+053.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">funny too-big croc boots courtesy of the <strong><span style="color:#3366ff;"><a href="http://29yearoldtoddler.blogspot.com/">Crapos.</a></span></strong></p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj77J5DpKyI/AAAAAAAAFok/osCC3BwEai8/s1600-h/blog+10+050.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349989554716224290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj77J5DpKyI/AAAAAAAAFok/osCC3BwEai8/s320/blog+10+050.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj77JpveF0I/AAAAAAAAFoc/nwkhGxbIRHw/s1600-h/blog+10+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349989550605080386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj77JpveF0I/AAAAAAAAFoc/nwkhGxbIRHw/s320/blog+10+046.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj76gMjxiuI/AAAAAAAAFoU/Ityz3aQo26Q/s1600-h/blog+10+040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349988838396758754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj76gMjxiuI/AAAAAAAAFoU/Ityz3aQo26Q/s320/blog+10+040.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">We had the craziest weather while Grammy visited us! Every afternoon we got huge thunderstorms/hail/tornado warnings. Most days left us with some pretty amazing rainbows:</p><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj73DS4EkkI/AAAAAAAAFnc/M2vOvmOYpe0/s1600-h/blog+10+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349985043341414978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj73DS4EkkI/AAAAAAAAFnc/M2vOvmOYpe0/s320/blog+10+024.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p align="center">We discovered Caroline loves to be stripped down to her diaper to hang outside.</p><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj73ybSdJbI/AAAAAAAAFn0/K3o-ECyI1Yc/s1600-h/blog+10+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349985853053412786" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj73ybSdJbI/AAAAAAAAFn0/K3o-ECyI1Yc/s320/blog+10+031.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj73x7xM--I/AAAAAAAAFnk/RxguVMXtcdg/s1600-h/blog+10+027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349985844592442338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj73x7xM--I/AAAAAAAAFnk/RxguVMXtcdg/s320/blog+10+027.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj73yIt48FI/AAAAAAAAFns/9cFy1hjmHKY/s1600-h/blog+10+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349985848068206674" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj73yIt48FI/AAAAAAAAFns/9cFy1hjmHKY/s320/blog+10+029.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-6397929780868408905?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-52556167082745784812009-06-27T20:53:00.001-06:002009-06-29T20:51:36.101-06:00I Won! I Won!I finally won a <strong><span style="color:#3366ff;"><a href="http://zakaryw.blogspot.com/2009/05/magic-cards.html">blog give away</a></span></strong>! I just recieved my loot and love it. I know it's a card and technically it should be given to someone but I'm pretty sure I can't part with it.<br /><div>I picked "Magificence" (and it IS).</div><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkVHRn5hHjI/AAAAAAAAFpQ/RB6MOEUw9f0/s1600-h/warm+greetings.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351762100293279282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SkVHRn5hHjI/AAAAAAAAFpQ/RB6MOEUw9f0/s320/warm+greetings.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">Thank you, <strong><span style="color:#3366ff;"><a href="http://zakaryw.blogspot.com/">Zakary</a></span></strong> (who happens to be one the the stinking funniest bloggers I've met (although technically we've never "met")).</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-5255616708274578481?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-24148555270166201892009-06-25T09:20:00.000-06:002009-06-25T20:43:13.987-06:00Maggie Writes Her Name<div align="center">Maggie can write her name!</div><br /><div align="center">Here we are working on the "G". I helped with them. All other letters she did herself:</div><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj75G9cpAKI/AAAAAAAAFn8/G0Vvf95VE50/s1600-h/blog+10+033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349987305331949730" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj75G9cpAKI/AAAAAAAAFn8/G0Vvf95VE50/s320/blog+10+033.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">Now she's trying the entire thing herself:</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj75HncvRTI/AAAAAAAAFoE/cBqoYwXyzeQ/s1600-h/blog+10+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349987316606649650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj75HncvRTI/AAAAAAAAFoE/cBqoYwXyzeQ/s320/blog+10+036.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">Voila:</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj75H_Xt4LI/AAAAAAAAFoM/fU-DK33ICak/s1600-h/blog+10+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349987323028037810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sj75H_Xt4LI/AAAAAAAAFoM/fU-DK33ICak/s320/blog+10+037.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">I'm a proud mama.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-2414855527016620189?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-51318974011889787402009-06-23T08:51:00.000-06:002009-06-23T08:51:02.167-06:00Misc. Pics<p align="center">Dad and Caroline:</p><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjW3hI0OElI/AAAAAAAAFmU/n5tTmCrUu64/s1600-h/blog+8+061.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347381912502407762" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjW3hI0OElI/AAAAAAAAFmU/n5tTmCrUu64/s320/blog+8+061.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><div align="center">Maggie was wearing these ridiculous looking sunglasses and when I went for the camera she took them off and refused to put them on for a picture. She wouldn't even smile.</div><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjW3g1txE8I/AAAAAAAAFmM/ZVQeWxoVcUg/s1600-h/blog+8+058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347381907375068098" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjW3g1txE8I/AAAAAAAAFmM/ZVQeWxoVcUg/s320/blog+8+058.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-5131897401188978740?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-54608637775563708612009-06-22T08:42:00.000-06:002009-06-22T08:42:00.302-06:00Photo Shoot<div>My friend Brandi came over to take some pictures of Caroline and Maggie wanted to be the photographer too. I gave her my camera and let her take one shot then sent her off with her dad. </div><br /><div>Here's the pic I allowed her to take:</div><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjW2bKdoGvI/AAAAAAAAFmE/B4qQDmo0lN0/s1600-h/blog+8+044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347380710353672946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjW2bKdoGvI/AAAAAAAAFmE/B4qQDmo0lN0/s320/blog+8+044.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">And here's what happened when she went off with her dad and also when they were in charge of the babe while I said good bye to Brandi:</p><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjW2anYVG5I/AAAAAAAAFls/8iHvYvT7uks/s1600-h/blog+8+048.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347380700936215442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjW2anYVG5I/AAAAAAAAFls/8iHvYvT7uks/s320/blog+8+048.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjW2aackoCI/AAAAAAAAFlk/CmA8JTFGQnU/s1600-h/blog+8+047.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347380697464348706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjW2aackoCI/AAAAAAAAFlk/CmA8JTFGQnU/s320/blog+8+047.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjW2a55DCCI/AAAAAAAAFl0/A3djELPxWuM/s1600-h/blog+8+052.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347380705905281058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjW2a55DCCI/AAAAAAAAFl0/A3djELPxWuM/s320/blog+8+052.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjW2a0N5jRI/AAAAAAAAFl8/55ucuNNy8Dc/s1600-h/blog+8+054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347380704382127378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjW2a0N5jRI/AAAAAAAAFl8/55ucuNNy8Dc/s320/blog+8+054.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-5460863777556370861?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-44686327245828326442009-06-21T08:33:00.001-06:002009-06-21T08:33:01.381-06:00Things I Want RecordedMaggie says "Baby sister drinks her milk from Mommy's boob". Oh please don't let her say that in public!<br /><br />When Caroline was just a week or two old I was laying in bed with her next to me sleeping. We both opened our eyes at the same time and I smiled. She smiled right back at me! Yes, I know it wasn't actually a true, intentional smile but it was so perfectly timed it felt like it. I almost cried it was so sweet.<br /><br />Maggie is starting to struggle with the division of attention. She waits until I start to nurse then cries and wants me to pick her up. Now when I give her a bath and hand Caroline over to Patrick she actually seems happy (normally she begs for daddy and wants nothing to do with me at bathtime). I have to say it's REALLY hard to have two. I actually feel like I miss Maggie. We've been sick and I'm trying to make sure we don't get the week old one sick too so I just constantly scream at Maggie and her daddy to "catch your cough in your elbow" and "don't touch baby sister!" or something like that. I feel bad... (this was written just a week after Caroline's birth--obviously).<br /><br />Says Maggie to her dad as we drive around town, "Daddy, there are sidewalks all over the place!".<br /><br />Sleeping Beauty is the new favorite video. Maggie constantly pretends to fall asleep and then makes her daddy kiss her to wake her up. SOOOO sweet!<br /><br />Maggie is very helpful with Caroline. She brings me diapers, she covers her up when the blanket slips off, and she tries to sing to her when she fusses. It's insanely cute.<br /><br />"Daddy, when you get three you can wear make up too ok?" Maggie got make up for her birthday.<br /><br />"I colored and drawed and played and read books at school." --Maggie<br /><br />Mom: Maggie you are so cute.<br />Maggie: No, I'm not cute. I'm beautiful.<br /><br />Found: Maggie on my bed with nursing pillow and baby doll--nursing her.<br /><br /><br />I find Maggie in Caroline's room putting her shoes on the stuffed doggie. This is not the first time she's done this. I look at her and say, "Maggie??? Are you putting Caroline's shoes on your puppy?". Maggie responds, "Yes so she can go to Starbucks and get a vanilla milk and a chocolate milk" (our standard Starbucks order).<br /><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWxuQXS6VI/AAAAAAAAFkc/03PDRQR_Vq0/s1600-h/blog+8+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347375540797106514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWxuQXS6VI/AAAAAAAAFkc/03PDRQR_Vq0/s320/blog+8+031.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>We've been having wild weather with tornado warnings daily. It started to hail one night while reading Maggie her nighttime stories. We stopped and I held her up to the window to observe for a while. Apparently I'd been making comments without thinking and as we climbed back into her bed she turned to me and said, "Mommy? Did you say 'holy crap'?".<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-4468632724582832644?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-42529481635561628462009-06-20T20:29:00.000-06:002009-06-20T13:36:37.759-06:00Birthday PartyWe lucked out and had good weather. We wouldn't have fit everyone in our small house.<br /><br /><div align="center">Maggie before the guests arrived (the hat did not stay on much longer after that):</div><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWyTvA061I/AAAAAAAAFkk/trzRB7tEM5c/s1600-h/blog+8+033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347376184679525202" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWyTvA061I/AAAAAAAAFkk/trzRB7tEM5c/s320/blog+8+033.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWyi453WjI/AAAAAAAAFks/LhXVBUn9DrM/s1600-h/blog+8+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347376445032716850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWyi453WjI/AAAAAAAAFks/LhXVBUn9DrM/s320/blog+8+036.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWzIJb2NII/AAAAAAAAFk8/C14NYdRYxtg/s1600-h/blog+8+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347377085125375106" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWzIJb2NII/AAAAAAAAFk8/C14NYdRYxtg/s320/blog+8+037.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWzII-hp2I/AAAAAAAAFk0/m49vxZVWaNQ/s1600-h/blog+8+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347377085002393442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWzII-hp2I/AAAAAAAAFk0/m49vxZVWaNQ/s320/blog+8+041.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">Random (and terrible) snapshots of the guest. It's my way of keeping track of/remembering who came...:</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWzxRfVfwI/AAAAAAAAFlc/QxziYvv6Ez8/s1600-h/blog+8+043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347377791662128898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWzxRfVfwI/AAAAAAAAFlc/QxziYvv6Ez8/s320/blog+8+043.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">Paul (holding Caroline--how cute!) and Owen chatting with Addy.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWzwxGMUtI/AAAAAAAAFlU/zMGFhMcC4R4/s1600-h/blog+8+040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347377782966735570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWzwxGMUtI/AAAAAAAAFlU/zMGFhMcC4R4/s320/blog+8+040.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWzw0v_raI/AAAAAAAAFlM/YZZvru96yd4/s1600-h/blog+8+039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347377783947373986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWzw0v_raI/AAAAAAAAFlM/YZZvru96yd4/s320/blog+8+039.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWzwoWaaMI/AAAAAAAAFlE/lnOC1Fgk0pY/s1600-h/blog+8+038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347377780618848450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWzwoWaaMI/AAAAAAAAFlE/lnOC1Fgk0pY/s320/blog+8+038.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-4252948163556162846?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-67471737318493592282009-06-19T08:24:00.000-06:002009-06-19T12:31:31.111-06:00Dad and Caroline Kickin' It<p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWxMDiycKI/AAAAAAAAFkU/ujEFBQvlXGg/s1600-h/blog+8+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347374953240096930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjWxMDiycKI/AAAAAAAAFkU/ujEFBQvlXGg/s320/blog+8+029.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-6747173731849359228?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-71462079534901807732009-06-15T12:14:00.000-06:002009-06-15T12:14:00.807-06:00Maggie's Third Birthday<div align="center">Caroline's gift to Maggie was a case of make up:</div><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjBo1d21KyI/AAAAAAAAFjk/JzOdnpBqNXg/s1600-h/blog+8+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345888025445739298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjBo1d21KyI/AAAAAAAAFjk/JzOdnpBqNXg/s320/blog+8+009.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjBpZ96jQAI/AAAAAAAAFjs/8PfZYdu0TZ4/s1600-h/blog+8+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345888652526567426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjBpZ96jQAI/AAAAAAAAFjs/8PfZYdu0TZ4/s320/blog+8+012.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">Natalie gave her an adorable tutu (which was a huge hit at her birthday party as well!):</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjBpaJWt--I/AAAAAAAAFj0/3k-RtcFvgCw/s1600-h/blog+8+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345888655597501410" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjBpaJWt--I/AAAAAAAAFj0/3k-RtcFvgCw/s320/blog+8+015.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">Maggie's favorite mac n cheese is at Red Robin:</p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjBqSu30VrI/AAAAAAAAFkE/kfDjuEOX-Nw/s1600-h/blog+8+021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345889627741116082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjBqSu30VrI/AAAAAAAAFkE/kfDjuEOX-Nw/s320/blog+8+021.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjBqS8zgWtI/AAAAAAAAFkM/k95KwvIqcdI/s1600-h/blog+8+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345889631481125586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjBqS8zgWtI/AAAAAAAAFkM/k95KwvIqcdI/s320/blog+8+024.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">I have lots of photos from her birthday party (none of them are really great though) so I'll do a separate post just for that.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-7146207953490180773?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-126605497430253462009-06-14T08:11:00.000-06:002009-06-14T20:17:17.600-06:00Big Sister<p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjBoUzmE1hI/AAAAAAAAFjc/qUFfUfpqEnE/s1600-h/blog+8+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345887464345359890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SjBoUzmE1hI/AAAAAAAAFjc/qUFfUfpqEnE/s320/blog+8+002.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">Maggie got a "Big Sister" t-shirt from her church nursery leader. Cute huh? Although it doesn't look like it, Maggie is reading to her little sister.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-12660549743025346?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-78696912471648583022009-06-11T17:03:00.000-06:002009-06-11T17:03:00.648-06:00Chubby?Maggie was anything but chubby. As a baby or any time since. THIS little girl is growing like crazy--including weight. Look at those cheeks. Irresistible if I do say so myself.<br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Si8i5xOV7gI/AAAAAAAAFjU/o8AVrfiwTCE/s1600-h/blog7+027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345529658573450754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Si8i5xOV7gI/AAAAAAAAFjU/o8AVrfiwTCE/s320/blog7+027.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-7869691247164858302?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-70064720119756988242009-06-10T17:29:00.000-06:002009-06-10T17:29:00.262-06:00Why Do My Kids All Look Scared?The one funny thing about my girls: both looked scared as infants. When their eyes are open--they look/looked scared. Big eyes...<br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSO5GYUqUI/AAAAAAAAFiY/LdJrx9Yv1X4/s1600-h/blog7+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342552169584568642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSO5GYUqUI/AAAAAAAAFiY/LdJrx9Yv1X4/s320/blog7+017.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">Maggie grew out of it. So will Caroline.</p><p align="center">And look how cute my new babe and her daddy are!: </p><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSQYRyorHI/AAAAAAAAFio/xKpNSk4tfeo/s1600-h/blog7+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342553804735294578" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSQYRyorHI/AAAAAAAAFio/xKpNSk4tfeo/s320/blog7+020.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSQX0WnPvI/AAAAAAAAFig/s21YfIeZy-Q/s1600-h/blog7+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342553796833132274" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSQX0WnPvI/AAAAAAAAFig/s21YfIeZy-Q/s320/blog7+019.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-7006472011975698824?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-66056755739947515772009-06-09T20:26:00.000-06:002009-06-09T20:59:36.041-06:00The Park In Full Swing<p align="center">Maggie and her good buddy Owen at the park:</p><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSOUXeUZ0I/AAAAAAAAFiQ/lRCLioOKdZ8/s1600-h/blog7+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342551538517960514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSOUXeUZ0I/AAAAAAAAFiQ/lRCLioOKdZ8/s320/blog7+012.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSOUEAm6OI/AAAAAAAAFiI/EPJTFMbJyfc/s1600-h/blog7+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342551533293070562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSOUEAm6OI/AAAAAAAAFiI/EPJTFMbJyfc/s320/blog7+011.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSOT1aEGII/AAAAAAAAFiA/nujBof5RZts/s1600-h/blog7+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342551529373309058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSOT1aEGII/AAAAAAAAFiA/nujBof5RZts/s320/blog7+010.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-6605675573994751577?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-83009210890977284822009-06-05T14:38:00.000-06:002009-06-05T14:38:00.452-06:00Gardening With Two??<p align="center">I thought gardening with Maggie was hard. Two is really tough. And I don't even have all that much to do in the yard...</p><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSQ4Qj2mmI/AAAAAAAAFiw/Cs4e38jfez8/s1600-h/blog7+022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342554354160671330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSQ4Qj2mmI/AAAAAAAAFiw/Cs4e38jfez8/s320/blog7+022.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">Am I crazy think about doing a square foot garden this year?</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-8300921089097728482?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-7396822704841734012009-06-04T07:50:00.000-06:002009-06-04T07:50:05.693-06:00My Baby...Where Did She Go?<div align="center">My baby girl is THREE YEARS OLD TODAY!!! I'm thrilled for her and have absolutely loved being her mommy through it all. </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center">Happy Birthday baby girl!</div><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sicpzxth5kI/AAAAAAAAFjI/XFhAz3J85ko/s1600-h/blog+bday.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343285452392752706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/Sicpzxth5kI/AAAAAAAAFjI/XFhAz3J85ko/s320/blog+bday.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-739682270484173401?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-1942443862985871192009-06-03T14:40:00.001-06:002009-06-03T14:40:00.732-06:00Church Birthday Party<p align="center">I got a call Saturday night asking if I was "for sure" going to church the next day. I guess the nursery leader wanted to make sure Maggie made it to her birthday celebration. I picked her up afterwards and found her with remnants of pink cupcakes and a lovely blue tiara. She LOVES church. I wonder why...</p><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSRkIBLgjI/AAAAAAAAFi4/1ZOk9CBjt7A/s1600-h/blog7+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342555107782001202" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSRkIBLgjI/AAAAAAAAFi4/1ZOk9CBjt7A/s320/blog7+025.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-194244386298587119?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1019847228710683120.post-55900942081131208362009-06-02T15:24:00.000-06:002009-06-02T15:24:00.502-06:00Lining Things Up<p align="center">Things Maggie does while hanging out in her room. She's quite independent and can play by herself for long periods of time. I watch her on the video monitor and laugh. A lot.</p><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSNrxtdBiI/AAAAAAAAFho/KfQafF4zAfQ/s1600-h/blog7+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342550841186125346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSNrxtdBiI/AAAAAAAAFho/KfQafF4zAfQ/s320/blog7+006.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSNsCNlBPI/AAAAAAAAFhw/IwpXOECKi2U/s1600-h/blog7+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342550845615834354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSNsCNlBPI/AAAAAAAAFhw/IwpXOECKi2U/s320/blog7+007.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSNsR3pRyI/AAAAAAAAFh4/Sy6n5iX8vGI/s1600-h/blog7+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342550849818806050" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TECQ2qubmDU/SiSNsR3pRyI/AAAAAAAAFh4/Sy6n5iX8vGI/s320/blog7+009.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1019847228710683120-5590094208113120836?l=ohmaggiemy.blogspot.com'/></div>Diana Beck McCartyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11364936826967837966noreply@blogger.com3