<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587</id><updated>2009-12-04T10:58:16.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a DIY Life</title><subtitle type='html'>We are not meant to live life in isolation.  We are created to live life in community and in Christ.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>625</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-4562933437289061779</id><published>2009-12-03T13:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:37:46.388-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Why We Say No to Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>(I don't know why this post has been difficult to write.  I don't want to offend anyone who includes Santa Claus in their Christmas celebration.  I simply want to share what we will do as a family.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't "do" Santa Claus.  There.  I said it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's difficult to make a decision that isn't popular.  After all, four-fifths of America get excited about Santa Claus, having pictures taken with him, making wish lists and writing letters, setting out cookies, milk and reindeer food.  And that's just the adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-do-you-do-with-santa.html"&gt;Just before Christmas last year&lt;/a&gt;, I took a poll of the readers of my humble blog regarding if Santa was included in their Christmas celebrations.  Hubby and I were just in the beginning stages of trying to decide how we will talk about Santa and what we will celebrate in our family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very briefly, here are the reasons that will not be including Santa Claus in our celebration of Christmas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We want to keep Jesus at the center of our celebration.  &lt;a href="http://shelaughsatthedays.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-we-don-do-conventional-christmas.html"&gt;Carrien&lt;/a&gt; wrote last year about how they don't exchange gifts at all but focus on what gift they will GIVE to Jesus for His birthday.  I like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. In spite of all the arguments that make-believe is part of the magic of childhood, we just can't shake the thought that we would be lying to our child if we said that Santa brings presents to all the good girls and boys. I don't want to teach my child that lying is acceptable, nor do I want to give her a reason to doubt Mama and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We want to teach Ladybug that giving is more important that receiving, at any time of year.  I really do not like the "gimme, gimme" attitude that I see in so many children when it comes to Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. K.I.S.S. Keep it simple, sweetie.  All the pretending to sprinkle reindeer food then sweeping it away after the kids go to bed, remembering that Santa uses one specific kind of wrapping paper, which presents did Santa bring last year = too much to keep straight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. And today on Twitter, &lt;a href="http://www.beautifulletdown.net/"&gt;Casey&lt;/a&gt; reminded me of another reason to omit Santa at Christmas.  Kids can be afraid of him!  Think about it from a kid's perspective.  Your parents tell you that a strange old man sneaks into your house while you sleep.  Then they want to take a picture of you sitting on some stranger's lap.  A stranger who might look and/or smell funny.  That can be scary to a kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there are other reasons that I am not thinking of right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, not including Santa Claus presents a conundrum in today's American culture, doesn't it?  We will be teaching Ladybug the story of the real-live Saint Nicholas.  More on that tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to the following Twitter friends who helped me gather my thoughts today: &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/monicabrand"&gt;@monicabrand&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/carrien_laughs"&gt;@carrien_laughs&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/CBerbs"&gt;@CBerbs&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/girlymamamel"&gt;@girlymamamel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/erinclosingtime"&gt;@erinclosingtime&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Trysha_"&gt;@Trysha_&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-4562933437289061779?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4562933437289061779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-we-say-no-to-santa-claus.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/4562933437289061779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/4562933437289061779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-we-say-no-to-santa-claus.html' title='Why We Say No to Santa Claus'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-6620778509234880463</id><published>2009-12-02T09:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T09:35:31.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Works for me Wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Keep Christmas Simple - Three Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SxZ6nwwH5mI/AAAAAAAACTE/VPuwXZt3-ow/s1600-h/wfmw_Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SxZ6nwwH5mI/AAAAAAAACTE/VPuwXZt3-ow/s200/wfmw_Christmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410646825852462690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping Christmas giving simple can be tough, especially when you love your kids (and who doesn't!) and see so many fun things that you would love &lt;strike&gt;to play with&lt;/strike&gt; for them to play with. There are a lot of great toys out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, we will be giving Ladybug (2.5 years old) three gifts to reflect the three gifts that the Wise Men brought to Jesus (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=matthew%202&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Matthew 2&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did you know that there is another story that tells of giving three gifts?  It's the story of Saint Nicholas, on whom the modern-day Santa Claus is based.  You can read more about Saint Nicholas &lt;a href="http://www.stnicholascenter.org/Brix?pageID=38"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quick version of the story is that a poor man had three daughters and had no money for their dowry.  The girls were destined to be sold into slavery because no man would marry them without a dowry.  The story tells that Nicholas threw three bags of gold into an open window so that the girls could have a dowry and be married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will share more tomorrow about how we incorporate Saint Nicholas into our Christmas celebration as an alternative to Santa Claus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, limiting ourselves to only three Christmas gifts &lt;a href="http://www.wearethatfamily.com/"&gt;works for me&lt;/a&gt;, not only as a way to remember two Christmas stories, but as a way to make sure we're not overwhelmed with budget-busting expenditures this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-6620778509234880463?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6620778509234880463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/keep-christmas-simple-three-gifts.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/6620778509234880463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/6620778509234880463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/keep-christmas-simple-three-gifts.html' title='Keep Christmas Simple - Three Gifts'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SxZ6nwwH5mI/AAAAAAAACTE/VPuwXZt3-ow/s72-c/wfmw_Christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-7416108800099494964</id><published>2009-12-01T05:42:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T06:21:23.053-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top Ten Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lambie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Top Ten Things I See</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SxT6Kih6pxI/AAAAAAAACSs/w2cfmlXp3_0/s1600/top-ten-tuesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SxT6Kih6pxI/AAAAAAAACSs/w2cfmlXp3_0/s200/top-ten-tuesday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410224111353505554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm typing this at 5:30 am.  I snuck out of bed in hopes for some quiet time, but I hear that Ladybug is already awake (mostly due to a cough).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are ten things that I see as I type on my laptop in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. toys stacked that need to be put away (since Ladybug has played with very few toys since the tree went up, we are putting away a lot of toys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. two big stacks of books that will be staying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. two egg carton caterpillars, one egg carton ant, and one egg carton ladybug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. my Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. my Steelers coffee mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ladybug's pink blanket for when she naps in the living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. my pink wrap (shawl) for when I get cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. the TV and DVD player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. our &lt;a href="http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/search/label/Lambie"&gt;Lambie&lt;/a&gt; (who is wearing a halo that Ladybug made in Sunday School) and P.L. (Pocket Lambie, yes, we are so creative with names)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SxT7uwtLSCI/AAAAAAAACS8/N8KCtsoiZJI/s1600/2009+12+01+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SxT7uwtLSCI/AAAAAAAACS8/N8KCtsoiZJI/s200/2009+12+01+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410225833145747490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more Top Ten lists, visit &lt;a href="http://www.ohamanda.com/"&gt;ohamanda.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-7416108800099494964?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7416108800099494964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/top-ten-things-i-see.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/7416108800099494964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/7416108800099494964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/top-ten-things-i-see.html' title='Top Ten Things I See'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SxT6Kih6pxI/AAAAAAAACSs/w2cfmlXp3_0/s72-c/top-ten-tuesday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-7870055287120169815</id><published>2009-11-30T05:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T05:42:06.487-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='More of Him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent'/><title type='text'>Advent - Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come, Thou long expected Jesus, born to set thy people free;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from our fears and sins release us, let us find our rest in Thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Israel's strength and consolation, hope of all the earth Thou art;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dear desire of every nation, joy of every longing heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme for the first week of Advent is Hope. Not only hope of the coming of the Baby Jesus, but hope in his return, His promised second coming. Jesus tells His disciples in &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2014&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;John 14&lt;/a&gt; that He is going to prepare a place for them and that He will return to take them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Christians, we know that this world is not our home.  Heaven is our true home.  Yes, we are to live our lives here on earth and spread the Gospel while we are here, but this life is temporary.  Our home in heaven is eternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, thinking about eternity is difficult.  The only existence that I know is one that is marked by time, by the passing of minutes and hours and days.  Eternity will not have minutes or hours or days.  That's a difficult concept to grasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I long for my eternal home.  Why?  First, it is there that I will be constantly in the presence of the Lord without all the distractions of this world.  And second, because we will be reunited with our loved ones.  I long to be with &lt;a href="http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2007/12/susies-story.html"&gt;our first daughter&lt;/a&gt;.  I miss &lt;a href="http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-who-are-weary.html"&gt;my friend&lt;/a&gt;.  I cannot wait to be with them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the crap of this world gets us down, we have hope that this is NOT all there is.  If not for the hope of eternity with God, how can we make it through the tough stuff of life?  How do you face another day when you can't make sense of tragedy?  HOPE.  I don't know how a person can face another day without hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you to take time to reflect during this Advent season and not rush into all the busyness of the Christmas season.  Reflect on what it means to have hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.almostreadycatholicblogs.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" title="free blog stuff for Catholics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Almost Ready Catholic Blogs" src="http://i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad53/dawnsdesignshop/Advent%20Wreath/Week1.gif" border="0" width="125" height="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-7870055287120169815?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7870055287120169815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/advent-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/7870055287120169815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/7870055287120169815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/advent-hope.html' title='Advent - Hope'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-7109648551843342534</id><published>2009-11-26T05:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T05:07:00.400-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy humor'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm counting my blessings today.  I hope you are too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sw3VMdgFoSI/AAAAAAAACSk/DAly7L3uDSA/s1600/pumpkin_pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sw3VMdgFoSI/AAAAAAAACSk/DAly7L3uDSA/s320/pumpkin_pi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408213137596195106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget to have some Pumpkin Pi!&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/2481508946060494587-7109648551843342534?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7109648551843342534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/7109648551843342534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/7109648551843342534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sw3VMdgFoSI/AAAAAAAACSk/DAly7L3uDSA/s72-c/pumpkin_pi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-640277801797265077</id><published>2009-11-25T08:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T10:08:54.961-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggy bidness'/><title type='text'>Best Blogging Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sw1HQbouehI/AAAAAAAACSc/0hdzoKGlDZA/s1600/laptop_keyboard_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sw1HQbouehI/AAAAAAAACSc/0hdzoKGlDZA/s200/laptop_keyboard_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408057075163888146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who &lt;a href="http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/ask-heather.html"&gt;asked questions&lt;/a&gt; to help me get over my blogging slump.  If you haven't had a chance to ask me a question that you are dying to know the answer to, feel free to your question on &lt;a href="http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/ask-heather.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first question comes from &lt;a href="http://www.halloffamemoms.com/"&gt;Tracy&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://mycountrycupboard.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miriam&lt;/a&gt; said "ditto." They asked for my top three words of wisdom regarding blogging and making money with a blog. I am not an expert.  I can share what I have learned in the 2+ years that I have been blogging.  (Can't believe it's been that long!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be totally honest, I make about $25 every 4-6 months through the ads on my blog.  Not a lot, but I call it my "ice cream money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way to make money is to build up traffic to your blog.  You can do this artificially by hosting giveaways and contests and making one of the requirements that they subscribe to your RSS feed.  Blergh.  I hate that.  Those followers won't stick around unless you are so over the top informative or witty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, the best way to build a loyal readership to your blog is network. Comment on other blogs.  Participate in blog carnivals.  Connect with people.  Get on Twitter and find great people to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, make your blog reader friendly.  Allow full RSS feeds.  Most people don't like partial feeds and will unsubscribe simply because it's annoying to see only a partial feed.  Also, DO NOT have auto-play music on your blog.  This is one of the biggest pet peeves of most bloggers, especially moms who might blog hop while a kiddo is taking a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more piece of advice that has really helped expand my readership and increase page hits (on which my ad revenue is based) is that I link my blog feed to my Facebook.  I reserve Facebook for IRL friends, family, and bloggers who I would like to meet IRL, so by linking my feed there, people who KNOW me now have easier access to my blog feed.  Make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all else, be genuine.  Blog about your passions. I'm not into blogging for the money.  Some people are.  But whether you want "ice cream money," or additional income for your family, be yourself.  That will draw people to you and your blog and help them to stick around and become long-term readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-640277801797265077?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/640277801797265077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-blogging-advice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/640277801797265077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/640277801797265077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-blogging-advice.html' title='Best Blogging Advice'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sw1HQbouehI/AAAAAAAACSc/0hdzoKGlDZA/s72-c/laptop_keyboard_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-463201602496912784</id><published>2009-11-24T06:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T14:03:01.044-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top Ten Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Top Ten Things I Need to Prep for Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SwvD3gGRBeI/AAAAAAAACR0/jmjKPbmIsUA/s1600/top-ten-tuesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SwvD3gGRBeI/AAAAAAAACR0/jmjKPbmIsUA/s200/top-ten-tuesday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407631135864849890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tuesday: bake bread for the stuffing (done!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tuesday: finish grocery shopping, just a few small things since I did the major shopping trip last Friday (done!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tuesday night: soak garbanzo beans to be used in the pumpkin hummus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Wednesday: bake gingersnap cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Wednesday: make pumpkin hummus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Wednesday night: prep bread for stuffing (basically rip it into small pieces and let it set out overnight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Wednesday night: prep turkey for frying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Thursday: fry turkey (this is actually Hubby's job. He is apprenticing under a master turkey fryer!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Thursday: make stuffing, all other sides are being brought by family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Thursday: set table and do last minute clean up, since I was able to do most of the cleaning on Monday during kid-free time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who asked me a question or two (or ten) in yesterday's &lt;a href="http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/ask-heather.html"&gt;Ask Heather&lt;/a&gt; post.  I still could use more questions to help with blog fodder, so feel free to add your two cents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more Top Ten lists, visit &lt;a href="http://ohamanda.com/2009/11/23/top-ten-tuesday-christmas-albums-you-probably-dont-own-but-should/"&gt;ohamanda.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-463201602496912784?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/463201602496912784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-ten-things-i-need-to-prep-for.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/463201602496912784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/463201602496912784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-ten-things-i-need-to-prep-for.html' title='Top Ten Things I Need to Prep for Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SwvD3gGRBeI/AAAAAAAACR0/jmjKPbmIsUA/s72-c/top-ten-tuesday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-3215576597452247976</id><published>2009-11-23T13:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:59:16.675-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Ask Heather</title><content type='html'>I admit it, I'm in a bit of a blogging slump.  I need your help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen lots of other bloggers do this and it results in some good blog fodder.  It's time for you to ask me some questions and I'll do my best to answer them in coming blog posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I usually blog about parenting and faith, you can ask something from those topics.  Or something totally random.  All I ask is that you keep it respectful and clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave your questions in the comments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-3215576597452247976?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3215576597452247976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/ask-heather.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/3215576597452247976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/3215576597452247976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/ask-heather.html' title='Ask Heather'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-5785196785350689785</id><published>2009-11-20T11:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:10:15.058-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Finding Time for Learning</title><content type='html'>We are busy.  So are you.  So how do you find time to teach your kids the things that they need to know?  We do a lot of learning on the go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We sing in the car.  I'm not much of a have-to-listen-to-music-all-the-time person.  I actually enjoy the quiet in the car.  But to keep Ladybug entertained, we sing songs that we have learned at home or sing at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We incorporate signing into as many of our activities as possible.  My best guess is that Ladybug knows close to 200 signs.  We are currently working on the alphabet and numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Change the words to songs.  Ever notice how "Twinkle, Twinkle," the ABC song, and "Baa Baa Black Sheep" have the same tune?  We also sing numbers 1-20 to the same tune.  (She can count up to 30, or 20-10 as she likes to call it, but singing the song helps with signing the numbers as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We talk to Ladybug when we go places.  We ask her what she sees, to count something, and we tell her the names of things she doesn't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am learning to take advantage of those sometimes annoying toddler obsessions.  She currently LOVES turkeys and fire trucks.  So we have been reading books and making crafts that incorporate these as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. We spend more time reading books than watching videos.  And if she wants to read the same book over and over, we try to accommodate her.  Yes, the repetition can be annoying to an adult, but toddlers love the repetition because it helps them feel secure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. We are still doing our &lt;a href="http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/search/label/ABC%20Bible%20verse"&gt;ABC Bible verses&lt;/a&gt;, I'm behind in posting them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, we see all of these activities as pre-homeschooling.  We may or may not homeschool, we haven't decided yet.  But we want her to be "academically" prepared when the time comes.  Our learning is unstructured, fun, and flexible.  It's more about the time that we spend together than what is accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, these tips are based on what we do with our toddler.  If you have older kids, how do you incorporated learning into your busy lives?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-5785196785350689785?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5785196785350689785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/finding-time-for-learning.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/5785196785350689785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/5785196785350689785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/finding-time-for-learning.html' title='Finding Time for Learning'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-3988702916009847660</id><published>2009-11-17T11:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T12:54:22.606-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top Ten Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy humor'/><title type='text'>Top Ten Things I Do Before Leaving the House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SwGgRuu_2UI/AAAAAAAACRk/whgTRDg34O8/s1600/top-ten-tuesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SwGgRuu_2UI/AAAAAAAACRk/whgTRDg34O8/s200/top-ten-tuesday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404777254284679490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alternate title: Why I Feel Like I'm Losing My Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tell Ladybug to close the door, Mama's not ready yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Find my shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Find my keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Find my cell phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tell Ladybug to close the door, Mama's not ready yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Remind myself what I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Get my travel coffee mug, Ladybug's water cup, and a snack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Tell Ladybug to close the door, Mama's not ready yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Pick up my purse, put down my purse, put my shoes on, pick up my purse again, pick up whatever other bags I need (Ladybug's school bag, reusable shopping bags, etc), pick up my keys, make sure my cell phone is in my purse, THEN....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Tell Ladybug she can open the door now, Mama is FINALLY ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone else relate????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more Top Ten lists, visit &lt;a href="http://ohamanda.com/2009/11/17/top-ten-tuesday-thanksgiving-traditions-ideas/"&gt;ohamanda.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-3988702916009847660?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3988702916009847660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-ten-things-i-do-before-leaving.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/3988702916009847660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/3988702916009847660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-ten-things-i-do-before-leaving.html' title='Top Ten Things I Do Before Leaving the House'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SwGgRuu_2UI/AAAAAAAACRk/whgTRDg34O8/s72-c/top-ten-tuesday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-3761808893393775157</id><published>2009-11-16T06:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T08:10:50.598-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scripture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='More of Him'/><title type='text'>Football and Church</title><content type='html'>Football is a team sport.  It takes eleven men working together to make plays happen, to move the football down the field, or prevent their opponent from doing the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my pet peeves about football (seen mostly on the professional level, but I'm sure it's there at all levels) is when one player thinks they are the most important person on the team.  Yes, it's fine to celebrate after you've made a good play, but grand-standing and show-boating and even pouting when you don't get the ball are not acceptable behaviors.  They are not acceptable in civilized society, why would they be acceptable behaviors on the football field?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I'm talking about.  That wide receiver would waves his arms trying to tell his quarterback that he's open when he really isn't.  Then he stares daggers at the QB because he wasn't given the ball.  Then he pouts on the sideline or shares a few choice words to express his displeasure.  He thinks the game is all about him. (Yes, this happened in a game yesterday.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football is not about the individual player.  Yes, there are stars.  But the fan favorites are almost always the players who work WITH their teammates to make great things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church is like that too.  From 1 Corinthians 12:18-21 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;But our bodies have many parts, and God has put each part just where he wants it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" class="versenum" id="en-NLT-28613"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; How strange a body would be if it had only one part! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" class="versenum" id="en-NLT-28614"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; Yes, there are many parts, but only one body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);" class="versenum" id="en-NLT-28615"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; The eye can never say to the hand, “I don’t need you.” The head can’t say to the feet, “I don’t need you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church (either the local church where you worship or the universal Church as a whole) is not made up of individuals who can get things done on their own.  The church isn't about the priest or the pastor or the pope.  The church is about people coming together to work together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a beautiful church building that you appreciate every Sunday morning?  Guess what?  Someone else works to keep it that way.  Are the restrooms clean every time you use them?  Are the bulletins nicely printed and folded?  Does the choir or the praise team sound good?  It takes people working together to make those things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking from the music perspective, we would not sound good if we didn't have a good sound system, a good sound system operator, good musicians and good singers.  We need all of those.  Sure, one person could stand up and lead singing a Capella  (yes, that's really how you spell it), but that's not the style of music that we want to present.  (Not saying that style isn't fine, because it is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in Bible studies, fellowship dinners, and service projects, the team can always, always accomplish more than one individual alone.  We not only get more done, but we benefit in immeasurable ways when we work together.  Group Bible studies bring to light thoughts and ideas that you might not encounter on your own.  Fellowship dinners, well, you can't fellowship by yourself.  And it's a bit difficult to rebuild someone's house in a day when you are working all by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need each other.  As the saying goes, no man is an island unto himself.  We can't do this thing called "life" alone.  We can't do church alone.  And we can't play football alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-3761808893393775157?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3761808893393775157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/football-and-church.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/3761808893393775157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/3761808893393775157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/football-and-church.html' title='Football and Church'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-5224486213837057447</id><published>2009-11-13T17:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:06:45.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo story'/><title type='text'>First Golf Lesson</title><content type='html'>We are a golf family in addition to being a football family.  Hubby has worked in the golf business for many years.  We enjoy watching golf together.  I know we're weird.  I actually learned about the game when we were courting long-distance.  We would sit on the phone for hours on a weekend, watch the golf tournament on TV, and he would explain everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are REALLY hoping that Ladybug (2.5 years old) chooses golf as her sport.  Yes, I know, we're weird.  She'll be getting her first golf clubs this Christmas.  We are so excited.  Yes. I know. We are weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, Hubby gave Ladybug her first golf lesson.  He was out in the backyard working on his chip shot when she woke up from her nap, and she HAD to go out and be with Daddy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sv3lCRt2a2I/AAAAAAAACRE/AZtnvBTGie8/s1600-h/2009+11+13+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sv3lCRt2a2I/AAAAAAAACRE/AZtnvBTGie8/s400/2009+11+13+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403726955192675170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sv3lC_aC56I/AAAAAAAACRM/t4jPfaHFgpI/s1600-h/2009+11+13+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sv3lC_aC56I/AAAAAAAACRM/t4jPfaHFgpI/s400/2009+11+13+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403726967457638306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sv3lDN8-uLI/AAAAAAAACRU/uRMWxcWC0l0/s1600-h/2009+11+13+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sv3lDN8-uLI/AAAAAAAACRU/uRMWxcWC0l0/s400/2009+11+13+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403726971362261170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sv3lOwsLoMI/AAAAAAAACRc/mZTupgyZVSE/s1600-h/2009+11+13+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sv3lOwsLoMI/AAAAAAAACRc/mZTupgyZVSE/s400/2009+11+13+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403727169665605826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaddya think?  Is a natural or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatworksforus.blogspot.com/2007/06/iphone.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/whatworksforus/pfw.jpg" alt="PhotoStory Friday" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosted by &lt;a href="http://mychaosmybliss.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Cecily&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://happilyeverafterland.typepad.com/happilyeverafterland/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JENNIFER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-5224486213837057447?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5224486213837057447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-golf-lesson.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/5224486213837057447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/5224486213837057447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-golf-lesson.html' title='First Golf Lesson'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Sv3lCRt2a2I/AAAAAAAACRE/AZtnvBTGie8/s72-c/2009+11+13+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-7067492881645807776</id><published>2009-11-11T06:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T07:43:41.494-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grammy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Works for me Wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>How to Keep a Toddler Entertained When Housework Needs Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alternate title: What I Learned From My Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned how much I enjoyed my mom's visit?  She was here for three weeks, and she and Ladybug (2.5 years old) had so much fun together.  It was great to have a built-in babysitter too.  Hubby and I had a double date with friends and a date by ourselves while she was here.  I had a girlfriends' lunch, got my hair cut, and was able to get errands done by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got a lot of projects done around the house.  Having an extra pair of hands and eyes was wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's been 30+ years since my  mom has had a toddler of her own, she's definitely a natural.  It was amazing to watch her interact with Ladybug.  And my mom had this magical ability to get work done while keeping the toddler entertained!  When I realized she had this ability, I spent a lot of time observing her with Ladybug so that I could maybe learn this skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. My mom encouraged parallel play.  If Grammy was cooking, then Ladybug was "cooking."  If Grammy was raking, they "shared" the rake.  Kids want to be just like there parents and older siblings - let them do what you are doing!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvqsYqCJWrI/AAAAAAAACQs/LFkNahq6Bm8/s1600-h/2009+11+Mom%27s+Visit+182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvqsYqCJWrI/AAAAAAAACQs/LFkNahq6Bm8/s320/2009+11+Mom%27s+Visit+182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402820242584459954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ladybug "helping" Grammy rake and bag leaves)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If Ladybug wasn't interested in mimicking what Grammy was doing, my mom had a ready arsenal of activities to keep her occupied.  A new activity that was a big hit was play dough!  Grammy made animals that kept Ladybug enthralled.  (We have now let those play dough animals dry out so that Ladybug can play with them.  And we have purchased new play dough.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Svqs5w_LpOI/AAAAAAAACQ0/D1BEEBhkvSo/s1600-h/2009+11+Mom%27s+Visit+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Svqs5w_LpOI/AAAAAAAACQ0/D1BEEBhkvSo/s320/2009+11+Mom%27s+Visit+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402820811386758370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ladybug enjoying play dough)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Often, Grammy gave Ladybug her undivided attention for 15-20 minutes before she needed to do something else that required her attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. And the most important observation I made was that my mom kept an easy-going attitude.  If Ladybug made a mess while "helping," Grammy said, "Oh well," and cleaned up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, these are all things that I *know* that I should do, but in the normal course of being a wife, a mom, and a domestic engineer, along with all of the other hats that I wear, it's easy to forget.  Thanks for the reminder, Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvqunbsoR2I/AAAAAAAACQ8/4Eh7K7-5-JQ/s1600-h/wfmwbannerKRISTEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 153px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvqunbsoR2I/AAAAAAAACQ8/4Eh7K7-5-JQ/s200/wfmwbannerKRISTEN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402822695457408866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wearethatfamily.com/2009/11/wfmw-create-gift-wrapping-center.html"&gt;Works for Me Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-7067492881645807776?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7067492881645807776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-to-keep-toddler-entertained-when.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/7067492881645807776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/7067492881645807776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-to-keep-toddler-entertained-when.html' title='How to Keep a Toddler Entertained When Housework Needs Done'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvqsYqCJWrI/AAAAAAAACQs/LFkNahq6Bm8/s72-c/2009+11+Mom%27s+Visit+182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-5107711133642198353</id><published>2009-11-10T06:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T06:54:06.790-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top Ten Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy humor'/><title type='text'>Top Ten Reasons I Didn't Post Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvlR_j2nOfI/AAAAAAAACQc/UYOn8iJjU-A/s1600-h/top-ten-tuesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvlR_j2nOfI/AAAAAAAACQc/UYOn8iJjU-A/s200/top-ten-tuesday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402439380405533170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I try to post something inspirational/faith-related yesterday, and I have had so many thoughts spinning in my head, there wasn't one that I could narrow down to 100-200 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Monday mornings are so hectic, if I don't write the post on Sunday afternoon, it doesn't get written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sunday's schedule was messed up due to stewardship stuff at church. My whole day was out of whack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When I finally had time Monday evening to sit and think of something to write, I figured "why bother? Monday is almost over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm try to spend less time staring at my computer and more time playing with Ladybug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. It is sometimes difficult for me to keep one train of .... ooo, shiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Every time I do sit down to write a blog post, I get interrupted.  Like just now.  What was I saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I only had one cup of coffee yesterday. Oh, wait. We did get a new Keurig coffee maker in the church office. (you know how I love coffee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I actually read from a real book yesterday. It was a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I started doing research for upcoming blog posts regarding Santa Claus (and our alternative to SC).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more thought-provoking Top Ten lists, visit &lt;a href="http://ohamanda.com/2009/11/10/the-best-advent-calendars-ever-the-2009-edition/"&gt;ohamanda.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-5107711133642198353?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5107711133642198353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-ten-reasons-i-didnt-post-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/5107711133642198353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/5107711133642198353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-ten-reasons-i-didnt-post-yesterday.html' title='Top Ten Reasons I Didn&apos;t Post Yesterday'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvlR_j2nOfI/AAAAAAAACQc/UYOn8iJjU-A/s72-c/top-ten-tuesday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-3497587957907161646</id><published>2009-11-06T06:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T06:53:40.929-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grammy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo story'/><title type='text'>Growing Up Before Our Eyes</title><content type='html'>My mom's visit is over.  She was here for three weeks and the time flew by so fast.  But in those three weeks, Ladybug (2.5 years old) seemed to grow up before our eyes.  She is now speaking in full sentences.  Her vocabulary grew by about fifty words.  She learned to be okay with touching play dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammy and Ladybug were constant companions, and now Ladybug keeps asking for Grammy.  It makes me sad that my mom lives so far away (or I should say, we live so far away since she still lives where I grew up).  But it makes me happy to see my mom and my daughter forming such a strong bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grammy took this wonderful picture a day or so before leaving and I think that it captures the big girl who is starting to emerge from our baby.  She's growing up, and there isn't anything we can do to stop that.  But we can take a moment to pause and enjoy each moment as it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvQLxmltLWI/AAAAAAAACQU/gficYjxld2Q/s1600-h/2009+11+Mom%27s+Visit+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvQLxmltLWI/AAAAAAAACQU/gficYjxld2Q/s400/2009+11+Mom%27s+Visit+179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400954799924260194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatworksforus.blogspot.com/2007/06/iphone.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/whatworksforus/pfw.jpg" alt="PhotoStory Friday" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosted by &lt;a href="http://mychaosmybliss.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Cecily&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://5powellsinatlanta.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-3497587957907161646?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3497587957907161646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/growing-up-before-our-eyes.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/3497587957907161646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/3497587957907161646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/growing-up-before-our-eyes.html' title='Growing Up Before Our Eyes'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvQLxmltLWI/AAAAAAAACQU/gficYjxld2Q/s72-c/2009+11+Mom%27s+Visit+179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-4461016258530170003</id><published>2009-11-05T06:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T08:35:48.900-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scripture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC Bible verse'/><title type='text'>Bible Verse Craft - I</title><content type='html'>Time for letter I.  I adapted this idea from &lt;a href="http://www.notimeforflashcards.com/2008/09/letter-of-the-week-i-i.html"&gt;No Time For Flash Cards&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvK2zv5YK0I/AAAAAAAACP8/MHJ72_23VHw/s1600-h/2009+09+18+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvK2zv5YK0I/AAAAAAAACP8/MHJ72_23VHw/s320/2009+09+18+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400579903317355330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I outlined the letter I for Ladybug to color while I drew an ice cream cone and ice cream scoops.  She colored them before I cut them out.  Then I let Ladybug glue them on the letter I.  I gave her  a little guidance so the ice cream cone would be upright, but let her decide where to actually place everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I realized that she had drawn on her face!  One of the many reasons that we use washable markers!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvK2zmfxqCI/AAAAAAAACQE/pe_lRAJ3VkU/s1600-h/2009+09+18+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvK2zmfxqCI/AAAAAAAACQE/pe_lRAJ3VkU/s320/2009+09+18+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400579900794054690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our Bible verse, we used Psalm 13:5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvK2z8-BHHI/AAAAAAAACQM/C0cN0nEXE5Y/s1600-h/2009+09+24+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvK2z8-BHHI/AAAAAAAACQM/C0cN0nEXE5Y/s320/2009+09+24+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400579906826476658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the fact, I realized that I should have chosen a descriptive word to highlight instead of a personal pronoun.  Oh well.  I'm learning as we're going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-4461016258530170003?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4461016258530170003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/bible-verse-craft-i.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/4461016258530170003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/4461016258530170003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/bible-verse-craft-i.html' title='Bible Verse Craft - I'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvK2zv5YK0I/AAAAAAAACP8/MHJ72_23VHw/s72-c/2009+09+18+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-3400564426181747023</id><published>2009-11-03T06:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T06:35:25.806-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top Ten Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Top Ten Reasons I Need Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvAU_gcizjI/AAAAAAAACP0/b3QKv12ljq4/s1600-h/coffee_time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvAU_gcizjI/AAAAAAAACP0/b3QKv12ljq4/s200/coffee_time.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399839034491194930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to cut to the chase today.  These are in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ladybug (2.5 years old) hasn't figured out this time change thing yet.  It's Tuesday, and she's been awake since 4:45am.  I NEED COFFEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It's a soothing way to start the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I recently found a sugar-free vanilla caramel powdered creamer - YUM!  (I go for sugar-free powdered creamers so it's a little more guilt free as well.  I don't need my coffee with a side of guilt, thank you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. There is a reason that people in their 20s have babies.  They have the energy to run after them.  As an older mom, I don't have all the energy I need to chase Ladybug, so I rely on caffeine at times. (although I do drink half-caff so I don't get the jitters.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I actually enjoy coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have previously blogged about &lt;a href="http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-i-love-thursday.html"&gt;my frugal coffee enjoyment&lt;/a&gt;, again, with less guilt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I like being able to say to mommy friends, "Let's meet for coffee."  Makes me feel suave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A little bit of caffeine keeps the gastro-intestinal system moving right along, if ya know what I mean. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Coffee gives me something to blog and tweet about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. And did I mention that the toddler has been awake since 4:45 this morning? Coffee will be what keeps me awake while I teach Bible study this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more Top Ten lists, visit &lt;a href="http://ohamanda.com"&gt;ohamanda.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credit: &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1224512"&gt;stock.xchng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-3400564426181747023?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3400564426181747023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-ten-reasons-i-need-coffee.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/3400564426181747023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/3400564426181747023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-ten-reasons-i-need-coffee.html' title='Top Ten Reasons I Need Coffee'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SvAU_gcizjI/AAAAAAAACP0/b3QKv12ljq4/s72-c/coffee_time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-6834633220127391869</id><published>2009-11-02T05:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:49:32.867-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scripture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='More of Him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Halloween Reflections</title><content type='html'>I have so many thoughts in my head regarding Halloween.  I realize that Halloween is over, but I hope you'll allow my mind to ramble for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned to &lt;a href="http://ohamanda.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://impressyourkids.org/2009/10/26/guest-post-skipping-halloween-by-leighann-crawford/"&gt;a post&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://impressyourkids.org"&gt;Impress Your Kids&lt;/a&gt; that I had a lot of thinking to do about how we are going to approach Halloween and celebrate it as a family.  In conversations with Hubby over the weekend, we as a family have A LOT of discussing to do before this is settled.  Thankfully we have eleven months before we need to tackle the next ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the difficulty I have with fully participating in Halloween is with trick or treating.  I love the dress up part when the kids are cute, fun characters.  But when they want to dress up like witches, the undead, and other scary characters is when I get uncomfortable.  And some of the houses in our neighborhood go all out with their decorations, including gravestones, skeletons, and (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ew&lt;/span&gt;) monstrous spiders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally do not like being scared.  Scary images stay with me, and yes, they tend to give me nightmares.  I remember when Hubby and I were dating the M. Night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shamallan&lt;/span&gt; movie Signs was brand new.  I had nightmares from that movie, and I can still get freaked out about it even seven years later.  Some of those images are engraved on my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those are not the things that I want in my mind.  I want and need to fill my mind with good things.  With things of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflect on this: your mind is like the open candy sacks that kids held open on Saturday night.  They were asking others to fill their sacks with whatever they wanted to give.  What if they were handing out real scorpions instead of candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is the same way.  It is an open vessel waiting to be filled.  Will you allow others to make choices for you and fill your mind with what they whatever they want to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to be careful about what goes into our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:8&lt;/span&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/2481508946060494587-6834633220127391869?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6834633220127391869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-reflections.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/6834633220127391869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/6834633220127391869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-reflections.html' title='Halloween Reflections'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-584603171151996768</id><published>2009-10-30T06:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T06:26:16.344-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grammy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo story'/><title type='text'>Photo Story Friday: Aquarium</title><content type='html'>One of the tourist attractions in our town in an aquarium.  It's nice, but it's touristy.  So in the 6 years that we have lived here, I have never been there and neither has my mom-in-law.  So with my mom in town, we decided that we needed to take Ladybug (2.5 years old) to the aquarium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what fun we had!  Ladybug was so excited that she would not, could not stand still.  She ran from tank to tank pointing to all the fish.  It was dark and I didn't want to use my flash, so I adjusted for a longer exposure.  Well, a moving toddler and longer exposure are never friends, so I don't have a lot of good pictures from the day.  Here are a few of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Suq9TxOeIPI/AAAAAAAACPE/kfCyyGCYuMw/s1600-h/2009+10+28+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Suq9TxOeIPI/AAAAAAAACPE/kfCyyGCYuMw/s400/2009+10+28+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398335250686157042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An interactive display - kids could pretend they were a Siamese fighting fish in a glass bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Suq9UVNNGZI/AAAAAAAACPU/RA0TeDMpDAs/s1600-h/2009+10+28+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Suq9UVNNGZI/AAAAAAAACPU/RA0TeDMpDAs/s400/2009+10+28+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398335260344523154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ladybug was fascinated by all the fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Suq9UE2FQEI/AAAAAAAACPM/dOk4hRe-nM0/s1600-h/2009+10+28+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Suq9UE2FQEI/AAAAAAAACPM/dOk4hRe-nM0/s400/2009+10+28+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398335255952572482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Showing Grammy (my mom) what she saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Suq9Ut4X0CI/AAAAAAAACPc/lUnkd500nJY/s1600-h/2009+10+28+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Suq9Ut4X0CI/AAAAAAAACPc/lUnkd500nJY/s400/2009+10+28+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398335266968031266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A shark swimming overhead in the tunnel. This was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Suq9U77uxkI/AAAAAAAACPk/84dW1AgV3x4/s1600-h/2009+10+28+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Suq9U77uxkI/AAAAAAAACPk/84dW1AgV3x4/s400/2009+10+28+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398335270740215362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And one tired girl!  Grammy bought her a new lovey, and Ladybug cuddled with her dolphin-fish while she took a long nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatworksforus.blogspot.com/2007/06/iphone.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/whatworksforus/pfw.jpg" alt="PhotoStory Friday" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosted by &lt;a href="http://mychaosmybliss.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Cecily&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://goodncrazy.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Carissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-584603171151996768?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/584603171151996768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/photo-story-friday-aquarium.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/584603171151996768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/584603171151996768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/photo-story-friday-aquarium.html' title='Photo Story Friday: Aquarium'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/Suq9TxOeIPI/AAAAAAAACPE/kfCyyGCYuMw/s72-c/2009+10+28+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-948391952319076164</id><published>2009-10-29T08:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T08:39:44.274-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC Bible verse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Bible Verse Craft - H</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SumI_AtYKOI/AAAAAAAACO0/0h4tLJQVAXA/s1600-h/2009+09+18+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SumI_AtYKOI/AAAAAAAACO0/0h4tLJQVAXA/s320/2009+09+18+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397996244483713250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun with letter H.  Ladybug knows "happy face" because she had happy face stickers with her &lt;a href="http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/07/potty-training-sticker-chart.html"&gt;potty sticker chart&lt;/a&gt;.  She also knows the word "happy" from Baby Signing Time videos.  So after we colored the letter H, I also made some happy faces for her to color.  Then we cut them all out and glued them around the letter H.  She did a great job getting most of the right-side-up without help from Mama!  She loves pointing at the happy faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for our Bible verse we chose Psalm 9:1.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SumI_oH-dGI/AAAAAAAACO8/L6z-HUj8aaA/s1600-h/2009+09+18+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SumI_oH-dGI/AAAAAAAACO8/L6z-HUj8aaA/s320/2009+09+18+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397996255064257634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When decorating the hearts, I got out the glitter glue to see if Ladybug would like working with that.  Unfortunately, she couldn't figured out how to color and keep squeezing at the same time, so I put little squiggles of glitter glue on the hearts after we glued them to the background. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our song, I chose "He's Got the Whole World in His Hands."  We have a lot of fun singing this song and signing along with it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-948391952319076164?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/948391952319076164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/bible-verse-craft-h.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/948391952319076164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/948391952319076164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/bible-verse-craft-h.html' title='Bible Verse Craft - H'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SumI_AtYKOI/AAAAAAAACO0/0h4tLJQVAXA/s72-c/2009+09+18+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-6526230394421664380</id><published>2009-10-27T07:06:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:57:30.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top Ten Tuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grammy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach life'/><title type='text'>Top Ten Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Today's topic is brought to you courtesy of Grammy, aka my mom.  The official title is "Top Ten Reasons Why or Why Not to Take your 2 Year Old to the Beach."  We live about 5 miles from the Atlantic Ocean, and I kick myself (figuratively, of course) for not going to the beach more often.  However, taking a 2 year old to the beach is both rewarding and frustrating, as you will see below.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SudQXeSNqEI/AAAAAAAACOs/toGqUcUsxsU/s1600-h/2009+10+22+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SudQXeSNqEI/AAAAAAAACOs/toGqUcUsxsU/s320/2009+10+22+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397371042623498306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. There are two things at the beach that most toddlers love to play with: sand and water!  It's free entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Toddlers don't seem to mind as much as adults when sand gets in their food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You can see the wonder in the eyes of a two year old, like seeing it all again for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Toddlers can ignore their own tiredness because they are HAVING.SO.MUCH.FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SudPyXj3HAI/AAAAAAAACOc/OwMpm5NFcSc/s1600-h/2009+10+22+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SudPyXj3HAI/AAAAAAAACOc/OwMpm5NFcSc/s320/2009+10+22+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397370405163310082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. GREAT photo op with my adorable girlie!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SudPyqto53I/AAAAAAAACOk/n1SmybtotDM/s1600-h/2009+10+22+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SudPyqto53I/AAAAAAAACOk/n1SmybtotDM/s320/2009+10+22+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397370410304595826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6. Some toddlers, like mine, have NO FEAR. Ladybug wants to rush head first into the waves. Not good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When you have a freakishly strong toddler like mine, it can be quite a challenge to restrain said child in an effort to keep them safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Sand gets everywhere.  Thankfully, all of our public access beaches have an outdoor shower near the parking lot so you can rinse off.  Then baby powder at home takes care of the sand that sticks in all the creases and folds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. An hour or so at the beach is great to tire out the toddler, however, we usually have a meltdown because she doesn't want to leave, or get in her car seat, or go home, etc., etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. However, if Grammy is with us, she has a death grip like no other, so she not only keeps the toddler safe, but they have fun together which does this mama's heart good!  I love watching my mom and my daughter play together.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SudPx6D3xmI/AAAAAAAACOU/OQMfSBOSg9o/s1600-h/2009+10+22+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SudPx6D3xmI/AAAAAAAACOU/OQMfSBOSg9o/s320/2009+10+22+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397370397244507746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more Top Ten lists, visit &lt;a href="http://ohamanda.com/2009/10/27/top-ten-tuesday-my-kitchen-table/"&gt;ohamanda.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-6526230394421664380?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/6526230394421664380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/top-ten-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/6526230394421664380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/6526230394421664380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/top-ten-tuesday.html' title='Top Ten Tuesday'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SudQXeSNqEI/AAAAAAAACOs/toGqUcUsxsU/s72-c/2009+10+22+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-1119434545848782834</id><published>2009-10-26T06:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T06:54:02.830-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scripture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='More of Him'/><title type='text'>Strength</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuV_jsVcw8I/AAAAAAAACOM/tTczS3TfLSo/s1600-h/superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuV_jsVcw8I/AAAAAAAACOM/tTczS3TfLSo/s200/superman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396859979646682050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Philippians 4:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was a bit of a test of my mental strength.  I had to be strong when I didn't want to and when I felt that I had not an ounce of strength left in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you are faced with that typed of situation?  Hopefully, turn to the One who can give you strength.  Turn to the One who can be strong for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I memorized Philippians 4:13 when I was in high school.  I remember that it was on a poster in our youth Sunday school room.  I know you cannot learn anything by osmosis, but I do know that I sat in that room countless times and read that poster over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there have been countless times when I needed to be reminded of the truth in that verse.  That's a great thing about learning and memorizing Scripture.  It's in your mind, ready when you need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you need today?  I'll bet there is a verse in the Bible that speaks to the situation that you are in.  Search God's Word for a verse that you can learn and memorize and hide in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/photo/197617"&gt;Stock.xchng&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-1119434545848782834?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1119434545848782834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/strength.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/1119434545848782834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/1119434545848782834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/strength.html' title='Strength'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuV_jsVcw8I/AAAAAAAACOM/tTczS3TfLSo/s72-c/superman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-3621702539281596179</id><published>2009-10-24T06:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T06:35:00.445-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC Bible verse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Bible Verse Craft - G</title><content type='html'>Time for Letter G!  I'm sure I found inspiration for our first craft on &lt;a href="http://www.notimeforflashcards.com"&gt;No Time for Flash Cards&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladybug knows  a lot of "G" words, so I had to pick one that we could use for our letter G.  Grass was easy and Ladybug loves pointing to the grass.  We have all of our crafts posted in the eating area of our kitchen so that we can review them when we are sitting down to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuBJjZWpvaI/AAAAAAAACN8/ZlauuQpMrNI/s1600-h/2009+09+18+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuBJjZWpvaI/AAAAAAAACN8/ZlauuQpMrNI/s320/2009+09+18+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395393226039999906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We colored a letter G.  Then I cut green grass from construction paper and we glued it over our letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our Bible verse, we chose Ephesians 2:8 because Ladybug knows the words "grace" from singing "Amazing Grace" as one of our bedtime songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuBJjoqkW_I/AAAAAAAACOE/RR0wjxHyaj8/s1600-h/2009+09+18+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuBJjoqkW_I/AAAAAAAACOE/RR0wjxHyaj8/s320/2009+09+18+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395393230150065138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were several songs that we could choose from to go along with our letter this week, but I chose to stay with the "grace" theme.   We learned "Grace Flows Down," which is a praise song that we sing often in church.  I am trying to teach Ladybug a variety of songs, both children's songs and praise songs. (We sing it a bit differently, but this is a great version.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gjaOgiYFZl8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gjaOgiYFZl8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-3621702539281596179?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3621702539281596179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/bible-verse-craft-g.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/3621702539281596179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/3621702539281596179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/bible-verse-craft-g.html' title='Bible Verse Craft - G'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuBJjZWpvaI/AAAAAAAACN8/ZlauuQpMrNI/s72-c/2009+09+18+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-5069486310434311225</id><published>2009-10-23T07:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T15:04:44.847-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Community</title><content type='html'>Hmmm.  Seems as if I have talked about &lt;a href="http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-all-about-community.html"&gt;community&lt;/a&gt; here before.  Rather, the fact that I believe strongly that &lt;a href="http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2007/09/whats-in-name.html"&gt;we need community&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday over at Musings of a Housewife, Jo-Lynne shared &lt;a href="http://www.musingsofahousewife.com/2009/10/community-share-your-twitter-user-name.html"&gt;a great post&lt;/a&gt; emphasizing the importance of building a community within your blog because that is what keeps readers coming back.  (At least, readers who are not related to you.)  And in that post, she had her readers share their twitter ID in the comments. That way, she could follow them &amp;amp; her readers could follow each other too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great idea!  I told her I was stealing it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do want this blog to be a place where we can relate to each other, not just because I have a cute kid or tell funny jokes.  But because we need support to make it through this journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are not on Twitter, here is Jo-Lynne's &lt;a href="http://www.musingsofahousewife.com/2009/07/twitter-for-dummies-beginners.html"&gt;guide for Twitter beginners&lt;/a&gt;.  Try it.  Give it a month.  If you don't find it worthwhile, then ditch it.  But try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, leave a comment here &amp;amp; include your Twitter ID.  Then hop on over to &lt;a href="http://www.musingsofahousewife.com/2009/10/community-share-your-twitter-user-name.html"&gt;read Jo-Lynne's post&lt;/a&gt;.  She's much more eloquent than I am, really.  And if you don't already follow me on Twitter, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/notdiyheather"&gt;here's your chance&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me, follow each other.  Let's truly make this a community!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-5069486310434311225?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5069486310434311225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/community.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/5069486310434311225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/5069486310434311225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/community.html' title='Community'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2481508946060494587.post-7785365274063150695</id><published>2009-10-22T06:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:14:21.864-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladybug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC Bible verse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nieces'/><title type='text'>Bible Verse Craft - F</title><content type='html'>I apologize for being so far behind on posting our Bible verse craft.  I'm going to try to get caught up and schedule the posts so that y'all are inundated with crafts this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun with letter F!  Ladybug loves to use glue, although she definitely does not like getting it on her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuA9pWUS1CI/AAAAAAAACNU/Xp1HAezA3Ig/s1600-h/2009+08+21+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuA9pWUS1CI/AAAAAAAACNU/Xp1HAezA3Ig/s320/2009+08+21+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395380134164485154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We colored an F, then I drew simple fish shapes on colored construction paper.  I cut out the F and the fish and we glued them to a background.  Ladybug loves her fish and loves to tell me about her green and red fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our Bible verse, we chose Hebrews 12:2.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuA9ptF7EhI/AAAAAAAACNc/fJK5TYPDGco/s1600-h/2009+08+21+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuA9ptF7EhI/AAAAAAAACNc/fJK5TYPDGco/s320/2009+08+21+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395380140278223378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing fancy for this craft, but she thought it was funny that Mama drew eyes on the paper.  She is getting more proficient at really coloring, not just scribbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since F week was during Cousin Day Camp before the nieces went back to school, we also made frogs using brown paper lunch bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuA9p8Z6XGI/AAAAAAAACNk/HheEaqQA_Sc/s1600-h/2009+08+21+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuA9p8Z6XGI/AAAAAAAACNk/HheEaqQA_Sc/s320/2009+08+21+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395380144388594786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuA9qVoOUxI/AAAAAAAACN0/6EnlEP3H3gE/s1600-h/2009+08+21+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuA9qVoOUxI/AAAAAAAACN0/6EnlEP3H3gE/s320/2009+08+21+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395380151159509778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuA9qD90igI/AAAAAAAACNs/UeUYTGgi6_g/s1600-h/2009+08+21+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuA9qD90igI/AAAAAAAACNs/UeUYTGgi6_g/s320/2009+08+21+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395380146418256386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nieces enjoyed this craft as much as Ladybug, and LB learned that frogs say, "Ribbit, ribbit!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2481508946060494587-7785365274063150695?l=notadiylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/feeds/7785365274063150695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/bible-verse-craft-f.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/7785365274063150695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2481508946060494587/posts/default/7785365274063150695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notadiylife.blogspot.com/2009/10/bible-verse-craft-f.html' title='Bible Verse Craft - F'/><author><name>Heather @ Not a DIY Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03954179323097955442</uri><email>pinkcadillac04@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08610881438914665285'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAcZDe0p5VA/SuA9pWUS1CI/AAAAAAAACNU/Xp1HAezA3Ig/s72-c/2009+08+21+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>