<?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-31329338</id><updated>2009-11-02T14:29:31.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Melting Pot</title><subtitle type='html'>From Vietnam to North Dakota to Tulsa:  The story of God's amazing adoption journey for our family.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329338.post-3264132254966338740</id><published>2009-10-09T12:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:27:22.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in case you were  wondering.....</title><content type='html'>....what in the world happened to the blog and us, we:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A)  Sold our (small) old house&lt;br /&gt;B) Frantically found our new (bigger) one because the above one sold in 4 days&lt;br /&gt;C) Celebrated Sarah's 4th birthday (and later her 3rd Forever Family Day)&lt;br /&gt;D) Started Sarah in Pre-K at a local school&lt;br /&gt;E)  Started a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt; part-time job at the church (me)&lt;br /&gt;F)  Moved&lt;br /&gt;G)  Frantically unpacked our boxes and did some remodeling so that we could....&lt;br /&gt;H)  Bring home our third baby, Samuel James, from the hospital last Saturday.  (He is one week old today.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew!  A, B, E, F, and G  were all in preparation  for our 3rd adoption.  It has been a packed, stressful, but blessed summer/fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures and details of all these events will eventually follow, but for right now it is back to caring for 3 small children.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-3264132254966338740?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/3264132254966338740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=3264132254966338740&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/3264132254966338740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/3264132254966338740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/10/just-in-case-you-were-wondering.html' title='Just in case you were  wondering.....'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329338.post-2169407862896852720</id><published>2009-06-16T07:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T08:28:46.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Think they like each other?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeVeNq_MmI/AAAAAAAABY4/XDUwgkzh3ZY/s1600-h/DSC07533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeVeNq_MmI/AAAAAAAABY4/XDUwgkzh3ZY/s400/DSC07533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347907428824330850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeVd2WLUQI/AAAAAAAABYw/bp2ujQ-Xgc0/s1600-h/DSC07541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeVd2WLUQI/AAAAAAAABYw/bp2ujQ-Xgc0/s400/DSC07541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347907422563029250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeU30lHIjI/AAAAAAAABYo/da22f8wnlKk/s1600-h/DSC07540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeU30lHIjI/AAAAAAAABYo/da22f8wnlKk/s400/DSC07540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347906769253769778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was Dillon's 2nd annual Vietnam Heritage Weekend (we've met for 3 years now, but the first year was a one day reunion).  The camp committee worked for months to make this happen, and thanks to the wonderful Dillon staff, we pulled it off with just a few minor and typical glitches.  It was a weekend for old and new friends to gather, parents to connect, and kids to play with their Vietnamese friends and learn about the Vietnamese culture (thanks Natasha for the great crafts!).  There are some families that I have the privilege of seeing frequently because they are local, but there are other families that I really love visiting with that I just see once or twice a year. That is why I really look forward to this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's favorite part of the whole weekend was, and I quote, "&lt;a href="http://adventuresofsweetfamily.blogspot.com"&gt;Luke&lt;/a&gt;!"  (See above.)  We do get to have playdates with him every few months, but I think these two could play together every single day.  They spend a good amount of their weekend chasing each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's least favorite part of the weekend was the dragon (dragon dancers).  Freaked her out!  She told me over and over how much she disliked them.  In fact, she continues to tell me how much she didn't like them.  She screamed bloody murder when they came into the room, so I pretty muched missed seeing it because we had to leave the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeVeswY_OI/AAAAAAAABZI/kdlDMSEWGCU/s1600-h/DSC07535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeVeswY_OI/AAAAAAAABZI/kdlDMSEWGCU/s400/DSC07535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347907437168491746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah with her other favorite pal, &lt;a href="http://perrymanadoption.com/blog"&gt;Avi Joy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeVeajGvxI/AAAAAAAABZA/rCuptXQ89I0/s1600-h/DSC07534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeVeajGvxI/AAAAAAAABZA/rCuptXQ89I0/s400/DSC07534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347907432280932114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Posing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeU3QYYRhI/AAAAAAAABYg/hP4pVaswrnY/s1600-h/DSC07543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeU3QYYRhI/AAAAAAAABYg/hP4pVaswrnY/s400/DSC07543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347906759536690706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew really wanted a picture taken with Sarah....  You can see the one hand going up around her waist.  He did eventually put the second hand up on her waist and it resembled something of a bad prom picture where the guy is way more into the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeU3C1c00I/AAAAAAAABYY/5BYnd6p-tt8/s1600-h/DSC07538.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/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeU3C1c00I/AAAAAAAABYY/5BYnd6p-tt8/s400/DSC07538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347906755900527426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeU2-3idmI/AAAAAAAABYQ/SFxjNIPi8BA/s1600-h/DSC07548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeU2-3idmI/AAAAAAAABYQ/SFxjNIPi8BA/s400/DSC07548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347906754835543650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew created his own fun at camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeU2qzE3iI/AAAAAAAABYI/nJE6BmBLk2g/s1600-h/DSC07553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeU2qzE3iI/AAAAAAAABYI/nJE6BmBLk2g/s400/DSC07553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347906749448117794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Umm...I hope she is being nice here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeUHYDQk8I/AAAAAAAABYA/d0aV_6co4lM/s1600-h/DSC07562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeUHYDQk8I/AAAAAAAABYA/d0aV_6co4lM/s400/DSC07562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347905936961868738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeUG381HRI/AAAAAAAABX4/Hk3JTtDKV4k/s1600-h/DSC07567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeUG381HRI/AAAAAAAABX4/Hk3JTtDKV4k/s400/DSC07567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347905928344968466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Natasha and I  were working, Adam and Michael got to take the girls around to do the craft activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeUGnnxJJI/AAAAAAAABXw/W55mY4wgfBQ/s1600-h/DSC07563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeUGnnxJJI/AAAAAAAABXw/W55mY4wgfBQ/s400/DSC07563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347905923961660562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeUGVp3ITI/AAAAAAAABXo/PyuD02LUM5A/s1600-h/DSC07569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeUGVp3ITI/AAAAAAAABXo/PyuD02LUM5A/s400/DSC07569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347905919138603314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeUGA6KqTI/AAAAAAAABXg/rz7YfggO1is/s1600-h/DSC07557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeUGA6KqTI/AAAAAAAABXg/rz7YfggO1is/s400/DSC07557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347905913569847602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think Sarah had a positive camp experience!&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/31329338-2169407862896852720?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/2169407862896852720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=2169407862896852720&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/2169407862896852720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/2169407862896852720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/06/think-they-like-each-other.html' title='Think they like each other?'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SjeVeNq_MmI/AAAAAAAABY4/XDUwgkzh3ZY/s72-c/DSC07533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329338.post-8124144839540735864</id><published>2009-06-09T16:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:58:45.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Summertime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/Si7ZCzZLVLI/AAAAAAAABWo/po6ZV5UaDps/s1600-h/DSC07503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/Si7aLcxrB0I/AAAAAAAABXQ/IpBKTJOShyQ/s400/DSC07516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345449697973307202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-8124144839540735864?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/8124144839540735864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=8124144839540735864&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/8124144839540735864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/8124144839540735864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/06/its-summertime.html' title='It&apos;s Summertime'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/Si7ZCzZLVLI/AAAAAAAABWo/po6ZV5UaDps/s72-c/DSC07503.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-31329338.post-783651924948020892</id><published>2009-05-29T08:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:11:40.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/Sh_ecbOM-2I/AAAAAAAABWY/loNASld-cP4/s1600-h/DSC07486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/Sh_ecbOM-2I/AAAAAAAABWY/loNASld-cP4/s400/DSC07486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341232263009729378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/Sh_eBnCA_rI/AAAAAAAABWA/RK0FB18kagA/s1600-h/DSC07498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/Sh_eBnCA_rI/AAAAAAAABWA/RK0FB18kagA/s400/DSC07498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341231802323369650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/Sh_eBFuQW1I/AAAAAAAABV4/28UDmb4Gde4/s1600-h/DSC07500.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/_-azQ0uM3g0c/Sh_eBFuQW1I/AAAAAAAABV4/28UDmb4Gde4/s400/DSC07500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341231793382120274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-783651924948020892?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/783651924948020892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=783651924948020892&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/783651924948020892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/783651924948020892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/Sh_ecbOM-2I/AAAAAAAABWY/loNASld-cP4/s72-c/DSC07486.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-31329338.post-7685869772577008471</id><published>2009-05-11T08:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T08:11:16.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes Wii Did!</title><content type='html'>My dear, darling husband (and I don't mean that sarcastically) is a very wise man.  He knows that when a woman asks for a Wii for Mother's Day, it is his one opportunity to blow some money on a gaming system.  And that, my friends, is what we did this weekend.  I am now the proud owner of a Wii/ Wii Fit.  (Actually, he is too since it is going to have to count as a Father's Day gift plus our next birthdays.)  We spent the afternoon creating our characters, taking our measurements and BMI, and coming up with our goals.  Excercising has never looked so appealing!  I'm also looking forward to some rousing games of tennis and bowling.  I think Sarah is, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-7685869772577008471?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/7685869772577008471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=7685869772577008471&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/7685869772577008471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/7685869772577008471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/05/yes-wii-did.html' title='Yes Wii Did!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329338.post-8164666956248896526</id><published>2009-05-09T07:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T07:27:41.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.perrymanadoption.com/blog/uploaded_images/May-2009-095-725229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://www.perrymanadoption.com/blog/uploaded_images/May-2009-095-725229.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.perrymanadoption.com/blog/uploaded_images/May-2009-080-767171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://www.perrymanadoption.com/blog/uploaded_images/May-2009-080-767171.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night was our Date Night Swap with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Perrymans&lt;/span&gt;.  I dropped Sarah and Andrew off at their house after nap yesterday and enjoyed four hours of hanging with the hubby.  Natasha managed to give Sarah a haircut and a matching "spiderweb" while we were out (impressive!).  Adorable!  Thanks guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-8164666956248896526?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/8164666956248896526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=8164666956248896526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/8164666956248896526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/8164666956248896526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/05/best-friends.html' title='Best Friends'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329338.post-3712841635655963401</id><published>2009-04-23T10:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T10:57:41.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Despite the unseasonably cool weather, we had a lovely Easter weekend.  Saturday was sunny, but a tad on the chilly side.  Still, it didn't stop the kids from having fun at the church egg hunt.  Easter Sunday was rainy (all day) and very cold.  I felt like a bad mom for making Sarah wear her sandals with her dress, but any other shoe would have looked really silly.  So, yes, I let fashion trump warmth.  Despite the gross weather, it was an awesome morning worshiping at church.  Even though I much prefer contemporary worship, I couldn't help but grin from ear to ear when we sang the traditional "Jesus Christ is Risen Today" with the trumpets blaring at the contemporary service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SfCOdwslLII/AAAAAAAABVQ/y3WQgV7IqRY/s1600-h/DSC07384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SfCOdwslLII/AAAAAAAABVQ/y3WQgV7IqRY/s400/DSC07384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327915001118534786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SfCOeEDSGbI/AAAAAAAABVY/RHV6f6QP2N4/s1600-h/DSC07386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SfCOeEDSGbI/AAAAAAAABVY/RHV6f6QP2N4/s400/DSC07386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327915006314027442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 17th was Andrew's 2nd birthday.  We met my parents for breakfast and play at McDonald's and we ate out as a family for dinner.  On Saturday we had a very low-key gathering at our house to celebrate.  On his birthday I wanted to see how cute he would look in his new underwear.  I caught him at just the right time and he did a number 2 on the potty.  He is showing some good signs that he is getting close to the right time to potty train.  I need to let him mature just a little bit more and I need to mentally gear up to take the diapers away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SfCOec8WvSI/AAAAAAAABVg/dl93nhyyGmM/s1600-h/DSC07407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SfCOec8WvSI/AAAAAAAABVg/dl93nhyyGmM/s400/DSC07407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327915012995857698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SfCOem7COZI/AAAAAAAABVo/D14AcHAvGf4/s1600-h/DSC07419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SfCOem7COZI/AAAAAAAABVo/D14AcHAvGf4/s400/DSC07419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327915015674673554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SfCOe1Z7SEI/AAAAAAAABVw/DCh_jeVd-9Q/s1600-h/DSC07434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SfCOe1Z7SEI/AAAAAAAABVw/DCh_jeVd-9Q/s400/DSC07434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327915019562338370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-3712841635655963401?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/3712841635655963401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=3712841635655963401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/3712841635655963401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/3712841635655963401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/04/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SfCOdwslLII/AAAAAAAABVQ/y3WQgV7IqRY/s72-c/DSC07384.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-31329338.post-8769303184649619004</id><published>2009-04-16T07:40:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:55:37.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Warriors Part 2</title><content type='html'>Day 9:&lt;br /&gt;We spent two nights and one full day with Janet (Michael's sister) and Josh in Wilmington, North Carolina.  We had a fun day of seeing the area in spite of the persistent rain.  We took a ferry ride over to the aquarium on Cape Fear.  After that we drove around downtown Wilmington, which is a quaint and beautiful downtown, and visited the shops at the old Cotton Exchange building.  When we returned home, Janet and Josh prepared a gourmet feast for us (she's a professional!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecqQ8npgDI/AAAAAAAABVI/BZD6Bi34E6I/s1600-h/DSC07242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecqQ8npgDI/AAAAAAAABVI/BZD6Bi34E6I/s400/DSC07242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325271555027599410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecqDUIM6zI/AAAAAAAABVA/MYebTIXaDOQ/s1600-h/DSC07228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecqDUIM6zI/AAAAAAAABVA/MYebTIXaDOQ/s400/DSC07228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325271320819985202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days 10-12:&lt;br /&gt;On our drive from Wilmington to Charlotte, NC we met Susie and Ella for lunch (Hannah was in school).  Susie was in our travel group to Vietnam and Ella and Sarah were adopted at the same time from Ninh Thuan.  After a great two hour lunch visit we were on our way to Chuck (Michael's brother) and Susan's home for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful time in Charlotte and it was a great way to wrap up our vacation before making our way home.  Their boys are 3 yrs. and almost 1 yr. and our kids loved playing with their cousins. On the drive to Charlotte Sarah kept saying that she wanted baby Carson to laugh at her.  He did not disappoint her either.  I couldn't believe how happy that made her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis-in-law Susan and I get along so well.  The guys were gracious enough to give us two kid-free shopping outings to the local outlet malls and she and I went to work stimulating the local economy.  My favorite was the Pottery Barn outlet, where I bought Sarah a quilt and sham for her new bed - I paid just under $50!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck's new hobby is smoking Boston Butt (pork shoulder) and making his own western Carolina BBQ sauce.  It was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see in the pictures below, Sarah and Joshua didn't get along at all!  (wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecqCtZd1oI/AAAAAAAABUo/ObXUz85LxIw/s1600-h/DSC07283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecqCtZd1oI/AAAAAAAABUo/ObXUz85LxIw/s400/DSC07283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325271310423414402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Susie and me with our girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecqDBSVyjI/AAAAAAAABU4/vpQq6ajaU7o/s1600-h/DSC07261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecqDBSVyjI/AAAAAAAABU4/vpQq6ajaU7o/s400/DSC07261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325271315762235954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunbathing outside the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecqC_g_33I/AAAAAAAABUw/89KBWZntumk/s1600-h/DSC07273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecqC_g_33I/AAAAAAAABUw/89KBWZntumk/s400/DSC07273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325271315286843250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ella and Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecqCc0F7OI/AAAAAAAABUg/tura1p9G0OA/s1600-h/DSC07285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecqCc0F7OI/AAAAAAAABUg/tura1p9G0OA/s400/DSC07285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325271305971690722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My two handsome boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecpRV3NDsI/AAAAAAAABUY/dD3f6n9Bwmg/s1600-h/DSC07288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecpRV3NDsI/AAAAAAAABUY/dD3f6n9Bwmg/s400/DSC07288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325270462292102850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet baby Carson and Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecpRIYVQ7I/AAAAAAAABUQ/l0ixHHzlAjc/s1600-h/DSC07301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecpRIYVQ7I/AAAAAAAABUQ/l0ixHHzlAjc/s400/DSC07301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325270458672956338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua and Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecpQ_7nIzI/AAAAAAAABUI/QuwKomBdD84/s1600-h/DSC07303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecpQ_7nIzI/AAAAAAAABUI/QuwKomBdD84/s400/DSC07303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325270456405009202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Helping Uncle Chuck make Saturday morning pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecpQi5cUDI/AAAAAAAABUA/4PCX8iSRy0k/s1600-h/DSC07313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecpQi5cUDI/AAAAAAAABUA/4PCX8iSRy0k/s400/DSC07313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325270448611282994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hiding out in the pantry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecpQRE1zII/AAAAAAAABT4/NnRaGd0QLic/s1600-h/DSC07306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecpQRE1zII/AAAAAAAABT4/NnRaGd0QLic/s400/DSC07306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325270443827252354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew kept climbing into the swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecoUApO4TI/AAAAAAAABTw/HqofdzthZsg/s1600-h/DSC07356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecoUApO4TI/AAAAAAAABTw/HqofdzthZsg/s400/DSC07356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325269408624337202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Can I have another turn?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecoT7J90CI/AAAAAAAABTo/2e___KvCu3Y/s1600-h/DSC07333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecoT7J90CI/AAAAAAAABTo/2e___KvCu3Y/s400/DSC07333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325269407151018018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing "Puppy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecoTtLIKdI/AAAAAAAABTg/I5xwEr2S8qY/s1600-h/DSC07340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecoTtLIKdI/AAAAAAAABTg/I5xwEr2S8qY/s400/DSC07340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325269403397794258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Woof!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecoTWS6sQI/AAAAAAAABTY/g6fPYgDuQ9E/s1600-h/DSC07344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecoTWS6sQI/AAAAAAAABTY/g6fPYgDuQ9E/s400/DSC07344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325269397256450306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecoTOB2Z_I/AAAAAAAABTQ/-vKEUtbiW_M/s1600-h/DSC07362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecoTOB2Z_I/AAAAAAAABTQ/-vKEUtbiW_M/s400/DSC07362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325269395037382642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13:&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, it was time to say goodbye and begin the journey home.  From Charlotte we drove to Clemson, South Carolina.  There is a student from our church at school there, so we decide to call on her for lunch.  It's a beautiful campus and I was excited to see it again.  (Long story short, I made a last minute decision to go to OSU instead of Clemson- you know, back in the day.)  From there we made our way to Atlanta, where we had dinner with one of Michael's high school friends.  We ended our day in Birmingham, AL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 14:&lt;br /&gt;This was, by far, the hardest day in the car.  The kids were pretty restless in the morning.  But, an extended lunch stop in Little Rock wore them our for their naps and we made it across the Oklahoma border before they woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrap up:&lt;br /&gt;Whew, it was quite a trip!  It definitely had its highs and lows.  As many of you know, traveling with small children is not an easy task.  The actual car travel was a breeze, surprisingly.  It was nearly impossible to maintain their exact sleep/nap/meal schedule on this kind of a trip.  There were days when we were able to plan things around their normal schedule, but there were many more days when we could not.  Sarah has a hard time adapting to new sleeping arrangements, so that also created a challenge.  As a result of all the above, we had to deal with more whining and tantrums.  We kept having to remind ourselves that we were asking a lot of two small children.  It was definitely a good tag team effort between the two of us and it was a wonderful opportunity for our little family to spend so much uninterrupted time together.  It was also a good opportunity for our kids to get to be around their relatives.  I can't believe how many people we managed to see along the way!  (Lunch with Susie and dinner with Michael's high school friend, Erin, happened because of Michael's Facebook status updates.)  Now I think Michael and I need a getaway to catch up on our sleep. I think Charleston will do!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-8769303184649619004?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/8769303184649619004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=8769303184649619004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/8769303184649619004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/8769303184649619004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/04/road-warriors-part-2.html' title='Road Warriors Part 2'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SecqQ8npgDI/AAAAAAAABVI/BZD6Bi34E6I/s72-c/DSC07242.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-31329338.post-639588151504530452</id><published>2009-04-15T08:09:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:43:04.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Warriors Part 1</title><content type='html'>Fourteen days and 2900 miles later, we are home and nearly settled back into a normal routine after our "Southern Tour."  (We actually returned last week.)  We decided to make a scheduled 6 day family vacation to Hilton Head, South Carolina into an extended two week driving trip, seeing friends and family along the way.  I have to confess that I am slightly obsessed with the south.  Even though I am technically a Yankee, raised in Minnesota and Massachusetts, I have always wanted to be a southerner.  Michael can vouch for me that I even got giggly at the first sighting of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Piggly&lt;/span&gt; Wiggly.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;Leaving in the wee hours of the morning proved to be our best move in making the long (12 hour) drive to Birmingham, AL.  While the kids didn't really fall back asleep, we were to Little Rock before the shock of being snatched from their beds so early wore off.  After a 25 minute break, we were on the road to Memphis.  Books and car games occupied them until it was time to stop for lunch in Mississippi, just outside of Memphis.  An hour long stop at a Chic-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fil&lt;/span&gt;-a (God bless the indoor playground) wore them out for their afternoon naps.  We took a  final stretch break about 1.5 hours outside of Birmingham and then busted out a Nick Jr. DVD to sail us the rest of the way in without one tantrum in the car.  (Andrew did lose it at Chili's during dinner...  Who can blame him?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;From Birmingham we had a short jaunt to Macon, GA (south of Atlanta) to see our friends Jason and Jill and their two adorable boys Ethan and Wyatt. Michael and Jason went to college together and they were both dorm directors during grad school.  It was great to see them again and to see their children in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY7CaF-rqI/AAAAAAAABQg/qPxIRlYgQ44/s1600-h/DSC06966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY7CaF-rqI/AAAAAAAABQg/qPxIRlYgQ44/s400/DSC06966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325008521962368674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, Ethan and Sarah got along just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY7C3FmlHI/AAAAAAAABQo/exDLn5NOay4/s1600-h/DSC06971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY7C3FmlHI/AAAAAAAABQo/exDLn5NOay4/s400/DSC06971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325008529745417330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY7DEq5AEI/AAAAAAAABQw/p2FaITHTx0w/s1600-h/DSC06981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY7DEq5AEI/AAAAAAAABQw/p2FaITHTx0w/s400/DSC06981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325008533391474754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael, Sarah, Ethan, and Jason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY7DCEGgBI/AAAAAAAABQ4/b1rSCMU686w/s1600-h/DSC06984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY7DCEGgBI/AAAAAAAABQ4/b1rSCMU686w/s400/DSC06984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325008532691910674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jill and me with Andrew and Wyatt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:&lt;br /&gt;From Macon, we made our way to Hilton Head.  It was another relatively short day in the car.  We arrived at the resort and met up with my parents.  They have timeshare through Marriott, so we had a beautiful 3 bedroom condo to call home for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days 4-7:&lt;br /&gt;My brother Brian and his family arrived the day after us.  We spent the next few days enjoying walks on the beach, swimming in the indoor pool, touring the surrounding area, eating, and visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY8uCDjGiI/AAAAAAAABRA/9ydEEOsFHds/s1600-h/DSC06990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY8uCDjGiI/AAAAAAAABRA/9ydEEOsFHds/s400/DSC06990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325010370935593506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew was so pleased with the seagulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZAdFoUHII/AAAAAAAABRo/Fd7rCscXh2Y/s1600-h/DSC06993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZAdFoUHII/AAAAAAAABRo/Fd7rCscXh2Y/s400/DSC06993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325014477883841666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY8ufFisjI/AAAAAAAABRI/TJpKl2SlStc/s1600-h/DSC07000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY8ufFisjI/AAAAAAAABRI/TJpKl2SlStc/s400/DSC07000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325010378728583730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY8ukr-1SI/AAAAAAAABRQ/MnBAxapFWmM/s1600-h/DSC07005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY8ukr-1SI/AAAAAAAABRQ/MnBAxapFWmM/s400/DSC07005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325010380231988514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY8u8B0NZI/AAAAAAAABRY/dKyJMTUt4pU/s1600-h/DSC07022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY8u8B0NZI/AAAAAAAABRY/dKyJMTUt4pU/s400/DSC07022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325010386497582482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY8vJR0DbI/AAAAAAAABRg/yMfT1cdFAhA/s1600-h/DSC07027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY8vJR0DbI/AAAAAAAABRg/yMfT1cdFAhA/s400/DSC07027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325010390054342066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZBfESixgI/AAAAAAAABRw/AUKXgUnZB0g/s1600-h/DSC07038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZBfESixgI/AAAAAAAABRw/AUKXgUnZB0g/s400/DSC07038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325015611395458562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All through the south the azaleas were magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZBfeKiKGI/AAAAAAAABR4/5Vc5YE4i4zo/s1600-h/DSC07045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZBfeKiKGI/AAAAAAAABR4/5Vc5YE4i4zo/s400/DSC07045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325015618341185634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Papa Roy with the grand kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZBfjMW01I/AAAAAAAABSA/F2bFleM0QP0/s1600-h/DSC07065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZBfjMW01I/AAAAAAAABSA/F2bFleM0QP0/s400/DSC07065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325015619691008850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZDNoFO8dI/AAAAAAAABSI/wgtsTrxte34/s1600-h/DSC07071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZDNoFO8dI/AAAAAAAABSI/wgtsTrxte34/s400/DSC07071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325017510788919762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were surrounded by beautiful salt marshes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZDN_PfHlI/AAAAAAAABSQ/fDUWXF1hBMw/s1600-h/DSC07095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZDN_PfHlI/AAAAAAAABSQ/fDUWXF1hBMw/s400/DSC07095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325017517005938258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent a day in beautiful Savannah, GA.  This is the church used in Forrest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gump&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZDOsyBQrI/AAAAAAAABSY/dvUBwTTrOlU/s1600-h/DSC07113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZDOsyBQrI/AAAAAAAABSY/dvUBwTTrOlU/s400/DSC07113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325017529230377650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spanish moss hanging from the old oak trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZDO8H8IpI/AAAAAAAABSg/dYKark8odJI/s1600-h/DSC07117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZDO8H8IpI/AAAAAAAABSg/dYKark8odJI/s400/DSC07117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325017533348848274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents with the kids at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Forsyth&lt;/span&gt; Park in Savannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZGhoH-oMI/AAAAAAAABTI/x3ZMV5AKEuw/s1600-h/DSC07136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZGhoH-oMI/AAAAAAAABTI/x3ZMV5AKEuw/s400/DSC07136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325021152932700354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking a stroll through a salt marsh preserve.  We didn't see any alligators, but we should could hear the males.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZFB3X2H4I/AAAAAAAABSw/yEALttHZWgs/s1600-h/DSC07160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZFB3X2H4I/AAAAAAAABSw/yEALttHZWgs/s400/DSC07160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325019507758342018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents planned some fun little activities for the kids - like this egg hunt for Sarah, Andrew, and Lauren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZFCclKivI/AAAAAAAABTA/MkfMbh9xai8/s1600-h/DSC07206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZFCclKivI/AAAAAAAABTA/MkfMbh9xai8/s400/DSC07206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325019517746318066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Checking out his shell collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 8:&lt;br /&gt;Brian, Kathy, and Lauren headed to the airport to return to Louisville, and we headed north with my parents for a day in Charleston.  From a very tender age I have longed to see Charleston.  I used to beg my parents to take me.  The few hours of our day trip there was simply not long enough and I didn't even get to tour one home!!!  Tragic!  Anyway, Michael and I are already talking about going back someday without the kids.  After a too-short walking tour of the city, we said our goodbyes to my parents and made our way north to Wilmington, NC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZFCJqD6nI/AAAAAAAABS4/pb1OokNsJNg/s1600-h/DSC07177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeZFCJqD6nI/AAAAAAAABS4/pb1OokNsJNg/s400/DSC07177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325019512666581618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael and me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of the pineapple fountain in Charleston.&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/31329338-639588151504530452?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/639588151504530452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=639588151504530452&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/639588151504530452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/639588151504530452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/04/road-warriors-part-1.html' title='Road Warriors Part 1'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SeY7CaF-rqI/AAAAAAAABQg/qPxIRlYgQ44/s72-c/DSC06966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329338.post-1606556446897165569</id><published>2009-03-21T22:00:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:16:02.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone should have house guests like these!</title><content type='html'>Happy Spring (and Spring Break)!  After georgous weather, followed by snow, we are back to mild weather..... and back to enjoying being outside as much as possible.  We've been taking evening family walks trying to shed the winter flub and it feels great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday Michael's sister called to see if she and her kids could come up from Ft. Worth for a Spring Break visit.  Sarah was instantly excited about having four of her cousins come to play.  We got the house all ready and they arrived Monday at lunch.  DeAnn is not your typical house guest.  She came bearing a homemade lasagna for dinner, plus breakfast food, lunch food, and snacks for her very hungry teenagers.  It didn't stop there, either.  She put the kids to work in our yard and they all mowed, raked, and cleared out my flower beds.  We had so many lawn bags that we had to divide it up between two trash days.  Oh, and they cleaned out our shed and swept the garage!  Oh, and did I mention that I didn't change one diaper or give one bath while they were here?  Crazy!  Anyway, I'm humbled and it was a good reminder to me to make sure that I am a good guest when I am visiting others.  (DeAnn, I don't mind if you put your feet up the next time you come, though!)  We had a great visit and stayed up way to late watching The O'Reily Factor and talking politics, parenting, and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a horrible job of taking pictures while they were visiting, but here are a few that I managed to snap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScWvaavae6I/AAAAAAAABO8/pq7XU_sRWU0/s1600-h/DSC06952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScWvaavae6I/AAAAAAAABO8/pq7XU_sRWU0/s400/DSC06952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315847803570387874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They played many rounds of kick ball in the back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScWv-rDt7VI/AAAAAAAABPE/3iTJLw3-UZQ/s1600-h/DSC06948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScWv-rDt7VI/AAAAAAAABPE/3iTJLw3-UZQ/s400/DSC06948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315848426425806162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah wandered around the yard (oblivious to the game) eating the rice from her stir-fry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScWwexjk0aI/AAAAAAAABPM/NgGL2P2ruS8/s1600-h/DSC06940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScWwexjk0aI/AAAAAAAABPM/NgGL2P2ruS8/s400/DSC06940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315848977925853602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Swinging with Katie at the park earlier in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Andrew is less than a month away from his 2nd birthday.  He will also celebrate his 1 year anniversary of his Forever Family Day on March 28th (we had a waiting period after he was born before we could go to court and legally adopt him).  Andrew is a rough and tumble little guy, yet he can be quite sensitive when his feelings get hurt - particularly by Sarah.  He worships the ground she walks on.   I think she knows it and sometimes uses it to her advantage.  He is equally interested in dump trucks and baby dolls, is shoe obsessed, and loves Dora.  But, he is all boy when it comes to climbing, jumping on and off things, electrical cords, and other hazardous activities.  Andrew is a regular chatter box.  He has a solid vocabulary and the verbal skills to pair some words together and say simple phrases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW0ZPed8wI/AAAAAAAABPs/veHk2oBCTb8/s1600-h/DSC06930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW0ZPed8wI/AAAAAAAABPs/veHk2oBCTb8/s400/DSC06930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315853280924791554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW7JtRydMI/AAAAAAAABQY/GptrXzfb4cI/s1600-h/DSC06946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW7JtRydMI/AAAAAAAABQY/GptrXzfb4cI/s400/DSC06946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315860710628160706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW0Yg-1-2I/AAAAAAAABPc/7tiPRx9gKjY/s1600-h/DSC06936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW0Yg-1-2I/AAAAAAAABPc/7tiPRx9gKjY/s400/DSC06936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315853268444117858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW0Yat8RKI/AAAAAAAABPU/jwInoZ55PB4/s1600-h/DSC06955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW0Yat8RKI/AAAAAAAABPU/jwInoZ55PB4/s400/DSC06955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315853266762613922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW2rBklzeI/AAAAAAAABQA/QmYBjk5SBxo/s1600-h/DSC06929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW2rBklzeI/AAAAAAAABQA/QmYBjk5SBxo/s400/DSC06929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315855785453276642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sure why, but my kids beg to brush their teeth!  It should be the opposite, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of chatter boxes.....  I never thought we would get to the day when we would be asking Sarah to please be quiet for two seconds.  We have an amazing speech pathologist, Miss Sandy, that works with Sarah out of her home.  The switch has finally been flipped in Sarah's brain and we've really turned a corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW1dGiuo3I/AAAAAAAABP4/7BkMguylUeI/s1600-h/DSC06906.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/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW1dGiuo3I/AAAAAAAABP4/7BkMguylUeI/s400/DSC06906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315854446757847922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah is a puzzle freak!  They are perfect for her because she loves to disassemble things and figure out how to put them together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW3VsN3AYI/AAAAAAAABQI/tgt8yMtTjmM/s1600-h/DSC06956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW3VsN3AYI/AAAAAAAABQI/tgt8yMtTjmM/s400/DSC06956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315856518455165314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow is Michael's 34th birthday.  Sarah made Daddy a cake (with a lot of adult supervision).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW3V0DWdTI/AAAAAAAABQQ/LWjlYSZFUbQ/s1600-h/DSC06959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScW3V0DWdTI/AAAAAAAABQQ/LWjlYSZFUbQ/s400/DSC06959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315856520558572850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-1606556446897165569?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/1606556446897165569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=1606556446897165569&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/1606556446897165569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/1606556446897165569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/03/everyone-should-have-house-guests-like.html' title='Everyone should have house guests like these!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ScWvaavae6I/AAAAAAAABO8/pq7XU_sRWU0/s72-c/DSC06952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329338.post-6608182663864917279</id><published>2009-03-13T16:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:45:53.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when I thought she was getting it.....</title><content type='html'>For about a year now we have been telling Sarah her special Vietnam story at bedtime.  It is a really big deal to her to hear her "Nam Story" every night, so if we have a babysitter we have to prep Sarah that the sitter doesn't know that story and won't be sharing it with her that night ('cause we learned the hard way on that!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story goes from her birth in VN, to her arrival at the orphanage where the nannies took very good care of her, to our trip on a plane to adopt her and make her our daughter, to our return trip home on a plane and where she lives now.  As her verbal skills have improved she has been able to repeat portions of the story.  Throughout a typical day she will  frequently see (in the sky, on TV, in a book) an airplane and then proceed to say,"One day mommy daddy plane adopt you me...."  As time has gone on, she's started adding things after the word "me" -like "door on airplane" and "key door airplane".  Then she went even further and started tacking on the end, "choo-choo train, boat, and bus" if we were out and she saw one of those.  I always thought that was ironic since we actually took all of those things with her in VN.  So I have been confirming for her that yes, indeed, that it true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently we were out and drove past the local water amusement park.  She looked up at the huge slides and proceeded to say, "One day mommy daddy plane adopt you me....big slide, wee, splash."  Yeah, that is not part of her adoption story.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-6608182663864917279?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/6608182663864917279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=6608182663864917279&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/6608182663864917279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/6608182663864917279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/03/just-when-i-thought-she-was-getting-it.html' title='Just when I thought she was getting it.....'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329338.post-5336281150427920757</id><published>2009-02-17T22:46:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:45:24.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few pictures....</title><content type='html'>It's been a pretty quiet and uneventful winter for our family (which isn't a bad thing) and it seems the old blog has come close to slipping into hibernation. But, alas, I've returned with a few new pictures to share to keep this thing going....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuX6dEVywI/AAAAAAAABOQ/2P6UyzI7ia0/s1600-h/DSC06868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuX6dEVywI/AAAAAAAABOQ/2P6UyzI7ia0/s400/DSC06868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304000016649931522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two weeks ago Sarah got to  meet up with Avi Joy and Luke at Ollie's Station for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuX6B23nKI/AAAAAAAABOI/yOgE3S637F0/s1600-h/DSC06873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuX6B23nKI/AAAAAAAABOI/yOgE3S637F0/s400/DSC06873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304000009345670306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "draw" for the restaurant is the large collection of model trains running throughout the dinning room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuW7H4KE5I/AAAAAAAABNo/DU9bcgkiaWU/s1600-h/DSC06883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuW7H4KE5I/AAAAAAAABNo/DU9bcgkiaWU/s400/DSC06883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303998928629928850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday night Michael and I had "Babysitting Night" at our house and watched Avi Joy and Nehemiah so that Adam and Natasha could go out on a hot date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZ7AgYtZU-I/AAAAAAAABOg/rwev88obnb0/s1600-h/DSC06897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZ7AgYtZU-I/AAAAAAAABOg/rwev88obnb0/s400/DSC06897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304889073710224354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were soooo good for us.  The girls played and played and Andrew spent a lot of time on the floor chatting it up with Nehemiah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuX5l0HwfI/AAAAAAAABN4/3OJ0ixgEmBY/s1600-h/DSC06893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuX5l0HwfI/AAAAAAAABN4/3OJ0ixgEmBY/s400/DSC06893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304000001817952754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuX5bIehhI/AAAAAAAABNw/9g-cH8txzFA/s1600-h/DSC06894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuX5bIehhI/AAAAAAAABNw/9g-cH8txzFA/s400/DSC06894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303999998950540818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuW6aCvQqI/AAAAAAAABNQ/JMHyLOchIcY/s1600-h/DSC06899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuW6aCvQqI/AAAAAAAABNQ/JMHyLOchIcY/s400/DSC06899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303998916326277794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew was too busy to be in the pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuW6CDExAI/AAAAAAAABNI/dA6tMeXvZtk/s1600-h/DSC06901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuW6CDExAI/AAAAAAAABNI/dA6tMeXvZtk/s400/DSC06901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303998909885236226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-5336281150427920757?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/5336281150427920757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=5336281150427920757&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/5336281150427920757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/5336281150427920757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/02/just-few-pictures.html' title='Just a few pictures....'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SZuX6dEVywI/AAAAAAAABOQ/2P6UyzI7ia0/s72-c/DSC06868.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-31329338.post-8441519646624033648</id><published>2009-02-07T08:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T08:33:07.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SY2bRPPv3GI/AAAAAAAABNA/UrNRqWgF4gc/s1600-h/DSC06819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SY2bE9GxsCI/AAAAAAAABMw/2AZ4Ur3nEok/s400/DSC06822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300062845909708834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SY2bEqIkXRI/AAAAAAAABMo/0cDOKY8lM8w/s1600-h/DSC06854.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/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SY2bEqIkXRI/AAAAAAAABMo/0cDOKY8lM8w/s400/DSC06854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300062840816950546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SY2bEUMa5mI/AAAAAAAABMg/A0UYUdZqrFI/s1600-h/DSC06851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SY2bEUMa5mI/AAAAAAAABMg/A0UYUdZqrFI/s400/DSC06851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300062834927527522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SY2bEIPxmEI/AAAAAAAABMY/-oNtTVylZKM/s1600-h/DSC06831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SY2bEIPxmEI/AAAAAAAABMY/-oNtTVylZKM/s400/DSC06831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300062831720372290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-8441519646624033648?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/8441519646624033648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=8441519646624033648&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/8441519646624033648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/8441519646624033648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/02/sarah.html' title='Sarah'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SY2bRPPv3GI/AAAAAAAABNA/UrNRqWgF4gc/s72-c/DSC06819.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-31329338.post-6245875613998307929</id><published>2009-01-17T09:11:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:24:47.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3, 2, 1......</title><content type='html'>Technically, the title should be 3 1/2 , 2 3/4, and 1 3/4...the ages represented under our roof Monday night.  While &lt;a href="http://perrymanadoption.com/blog"&gt;Avi Joy's&lt;/a&gt; parents were in Vietnam adopting baby Nehemiah, we got to have Avi Joy come for a sleepover.  It was kind of crazy, kind of wild......and very, very comical!  We had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXH84rJ-F6I/AAAAAAAABKE/kaUfG7yEEhk/s1600-h/DSC06799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXH84rJ-F6I/AAAAAAAABKE/kaUfG7yEEhk/s400/DSC06799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292289087724459938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyone who knows Avi Joy or has read her parent's blog knows about her crazy verbal skills and the very creative and funny things she says and sings.  Let me just say, she did not disappoint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXH8436qxCI/AAAAAAAABKM/GacGekJgQ_4/s1600-h/DSC06802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXH8436qxCI/AAAAAAAABKM/GacGekJgQ_4/s400/DSC06802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292289091149939746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXH85CWZISI/AAAAAAAABKU/elnLQeYTOlg/s1600-h/DSC06806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXH85CWZISI/AAAAAAAABKU/elnLQeYTOlg/s400/DSC06806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292289093950578978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Working together on a Pistol Pete puzzle. Sarah is really into puzzles right now.  She has great visual memory and concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXH85ZoDmkI/AAAAAAAABKc/FrWT2oJbRRY/s1600-h/DSC06807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXH85ZoDmkI/AAAAAAAABKc/FrWT2oJbRRY/s400/DSC06807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292289100198681154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two giggly girls in a bedroom.  You know they didn't go to bed easily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXICzB6MDnI/AAAAAAAABKk/1GTRAB1ESqs/s1600-h/DSC06808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXICzB6MDnI/AAAAAAAABKk/1GTRAB1ESqs/s400/DSC06808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292295587822833266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for Nehemiah at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXICzmq8ApI/AAAAAAAABKs/pQsXIRhd88s/s1600-h/DSC06811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXICzmq8ApI/AAAAAAAABKs/pQsXIRhd88s/s400/DSC06811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292295597690978962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nehemiah with his grandpa at the airport.  I wish I had a picture of Natasha.  Perfect hair, perfect makeup, wearing an Ao Dai.  The only person in the world I know of that comes off an airplane looking beautiful.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXIC0ZMNKZI/AAAAAAAABK8/XIi8nD6FMxI/s1600-h/DSC06793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXIC0ZMNKZI/AAAAAAAABK8/XIi8nD6FMxI/s400/DSC06793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292295611252287890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a cute PJ picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXICz2u99XI/AAAAAAAABK0/s_4DDmwkWWY/s1600-h/DSC06795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXICz2u99XI/AAAAAAAABK0/s_4DDmwkWWY/s400/DSC06795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292295602002851186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't they look grown up eating at the counter?&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/31329338-6245875613998307929?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/6245875613998307929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=6245875613998307929&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/6245875613998307929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/6245875613998307929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/01/3-2-1.html' title='3, 2, 1......'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SXH84rJ-F6I/AAAAAAAABKE/kaUfG7yEEhk/s72-c/DSC06799.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-31329338.post-658080869138554513</id><published>2009-01-01T08:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:24:26.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 In Review</title><content type='html'>This is our first year to (regretfully) not write a Christmas letter to go with our family picture card.  So, while this won't be a "letter," it will highlight the bigger things from this past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had jury duty for the first time and was within an hour of being seated on a pretty ugly and guesome case- whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah transitioned from her crib to a big girl bed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;February:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michael's mother Doris passed away in Fargo, ND and Michael officiated her service.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michael's family had a reunion at his parent's house (dad and stepmom) in Ft. Worth.  Seven out of the eight siblings and 10 out of the 13 grand kids were able to be there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;March:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah potty trained!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Andrew's adoption was legally finalized and Sarah's was re-finalized.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michael celebrated his 33rd birthday on Easter weekend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;April:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We enjoyed a short family getaway with my parents to Branson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Andrew celebrated his 1st birthday and took his first steps.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;May:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michael led a team of college students on a 17 day mission trip to Malawi, Africa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;June:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I served on a committee for Dillon International that hosted the 1st annual Vietnam Heritage Weekend.  We had a great time connecting with old friends and travel mates and making new acquaintances.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;July:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah celebrated her 3rd birthday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We celebrated our 8th wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I "retired" from my job to become a stay-at-home mom.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;August:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I celebrated my 32nd birthday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michael's pastoral responsiblities expanded at church to include oversight of Children and Family Ministry in addition to Youth Min. and College Min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;September:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah celebrated her 2nd Forever Family Day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;October:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sarah and Andrew enjoyed a fall of football and tailgating.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michael served as a foreman of a jury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;November:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michael and I had our 1st getaway without the kids.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We celebrated Thanksgiving in Texas with Michael's family.  It was the last Thanksgiving at Papa and Nana's home in Ft. Worth since they moved to Albuquerque the Saturday after Thanksgiving.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;December:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Andrew's birth mother came to Oklahoma to see our family.  We had a very nice visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We celebrated Christmas here with my side of the family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVzt_EwjzWI/AAAAAAAABJ0/SiQ1b-yAnxU/s1600-h/_PDM2591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVzt_EwjzWI/AAAAAAAABJ0/SiQ1b-yAnxU/s400/_PDM2591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286361730491075938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We wish you a healthy and blessed 2009.  Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-658080869138554513?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/658080869138554513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=658080869138554513&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/658080869138554513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/658080869138554513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2009/01/2008-in-review.html' title='2008 In Review'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVzt_EwjzWI/AAAAAAAABJ0/SiQ1b-yAnxU/s72-c/_PDM2591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329338.post-3812948668572376832</id><published>2008-12-30T10:48:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T12:03:24.844-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmastide Greetings!</title><content type='html'>On the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; day of Christmas I'm finally finding a little time to share with you our Christmas Eve and Christmas Day celebrations. For your added reading pleasure, I think I'll let Andrew narrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Eve morning Sarah was still at Nana and Papa's house where she spent the night, so I got to have my parent's attention all to myself.  I also got to have Sarah's room all to myself.  Secretly, I did miss her and I gave her at least 20 hugs when she got home.  Since Daddy is a preacher it was a work day for him.  It was okay, though, because Mommy had lots of preparations to make for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpWDHgw7qI/AAAAAAAABJk/HRRe9jN1lUk/s1600-h/DSC06681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpWDHgw7qI/AAAAAAAABJk/HRRe9jN1lUk/s400/DSC06681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285631724228767394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpWCyO4twI/AAAAAAAABJc/hBVcLLQf6Nw/s1600-h/DSC06684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpWCyO4twI/AAAAAAAABJc/hBVcLLQf6Nw/s400/DSC06684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285631718516635394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nap I got to go to church for Christmas Eve worship and see my Dad.  I had a hard time sitting still during the service, even if it was geared for little people.  I'm just not as well trained to sit during worship as my sister.  I'll have to practice more this year since I'm getting to be such a big boy.  My cousin Lauren and her parents, plus my Nana and Papa were at church, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpVvO3XAiI/AAAAAAAABJU/pd4n4n_FRO0/s1600-h/DSC06688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpVvO3XAiI/AAAAAAAABJU/pd4n4n_FRO0/s400/DSC06688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285631382605201954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpVuqYK7aI/AAAAAAAABJM/2G0pUBUo8hQ/s1600-h/DSC06691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpVuqYK7aI/AAAAAAAABJM/2G0pUBUo8hQ/s400/DSC06691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285631372810710434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpVt1zT5zI/AAAAAAAABJE/ub2zPhBNPcM/s1600-h/DSC06693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpVt1zT5zI/AAAAAAAABJE/ub2zPhBNPcM/s400/DSC06693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285631358697465650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church my parents hosted their annual Christmas Eve gathering of family and friends at the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpVtWfny0I/AAAAAAAABI8/rVLzFnOlWdo/s1600-h/DSC06698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpVtWfny0I/AAAAAAAABI8/rVLzFnOlWdo/s400/DSC06698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285631350293384002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpgJsZ_SUI/AAAAAAAABJs/dpdfvVC3fN0/s1600-h/DSC06714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpgJsZ_SUI/AAAAAAAABJs/dpdfvVC3fN0/s400/DSC06714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285642832327952706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpVtLFsT5I/AAAAAAAABI0/0N5ONv3GZsM/s1600-h/DSC06704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpVtLFsT5I/AAAAAAAABI0/0N5ONv3GZsM/s400/DSC06704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285631347231838098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpU7pmX6QI/AAAAAAAABIs/aAVhukNzsww/s1600-h/DSC06721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpU7pmX6QI/AAAAAAAABIs/aAVhukNzsww/s400/DSC06721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285630496428517634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone left we put on our pajamas so that Santa could visit.  Sarah delayed his visit until the wee hours of the night because she wouldn't go to bed.  I'm sure that Santa was very tired the next day on account of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpU7Zg9WAI/AAAAAAAABIk/jHhg6PGcvxs/s1600-h/DSC06731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpU7Zg9WAI/AAAAAAAABIk/jHhg6PGcvxs/s400/DSC06731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285630492110837762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily he didn't hold that against us and still brought us some good gifts.  All Sarah asked for was candy, but she was pleasantly surprised to find out that the old man also leaves toys.  Mom and Dad also give some pretty good toys, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpU60m8vPI/AAAAAAAABIc/QxMQWoGPuvg/s1600-h/DSC06737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpU60m8vPI/AAAAAAAABIc/QxMQWoGPuvg/s400/DSC06737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285630482203852018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpU6Vy7P5I/AAAAAAAABIU/FDL5-V-uNUY/s1600-h/DSC06748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpU6Vy7P5I/AAAAAAAABIU/FDL5-V-uNUY/s400/DSC06748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285630473932586898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpU58EsAwI/AAAAAAAABIM/G4yxY14bnmU/s1600-h/DSC06746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpU58EsAwI/AAAAAAAABIM/G4yxY14bnmU/s400/DSC06746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285630467027763970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(One of her favorite gifts....from Michael's parents.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpT-XLT2tI/AAAAAAAABIE/Wg-kUZs0Fpg/s1600-h/DSC06750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpT-XLT2tI/AAAAAAAABIE/Wg-kUZs0Fpg/s400/DSC06750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285629443511147218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa really hit the jackpot with the surprise he left us on the back porch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpT-NLRxbI/AAAAAAAABH8/D2dijE4xhRA/s1600-h/DSC06758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpT-NLRxbI/AAAAAAAABH8/D2dijE4xhRA/s400/DSC06758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285629440826656178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpT9-Nh_tI/AAAAAAAABH0/O1SxrCQoPCg/s1600-h/DSC06753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpT9-Nh_tI/AAAAAAAABH0/O1SxrCQoPCg/s400/DSC06753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285629436809576146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before I could even play with my new toys we were off to Nana and Papa's house (Mommy's parents) to open more gifts and spend the day with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpT9ok1QfI/AAAAAAAABHs/UCoB4JQJizM/s1600-h/DSC06761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpT9ok1QfI/AAAAAAAABHs/UCoB4JQJizM/s400/DSC06761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285629431001727474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpT7z4VBTI/AAAAAAAABHk/2r_0wzxHFw0/s1600-h/DSC06767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpT7z4VBTI/AAAAAAAABHk/2r_0wzxHFw0/s400/DSC06767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285629399676552498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpTBfqJSPI/AAAAAAAABHc/ej2dGygokkk/s1600-h/DSC06770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpTBfqJSPI/AAAAAAAABHc/ej2dGygokkk/s400/DSC06770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285628397815941362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpTBGMWe2I/AAAAAAAABHU/N58MowSxqU0/s1600-h/DSC06771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpTBGMWe2I/AAAAAAAABHU/N58MowSxqU0/s400/DSC06771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285628390980090722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpTALGfYmI/AAAAAAAABHM/WGJYUAZUjkM/s1600-h/DSC06773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpTALGfYmI/AAAAAAAABHM/WGJYUAZUjkM/s400/DSC06773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285628375117816418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpS_-ZunWI/AAAAAAAABHE/CpvRAbu-shU/s1600-h/DSC06776.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/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpS_-ZunWI/AAAAAAAABHE/CpvRAbu-shU/s400/DSC06776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285628371708845410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure I heard two loud sighs coming from the family room after sister and I were tucked all snug in our beds.&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/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpS_LUFi9I/AAAAAAAABG8/wciJjHMjR38/s1600-h/DSC06787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpS_LUFi9I/AAAAAAAABG8/wciJjHMjR38/s400/DSC06787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285628357994974162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all people.  Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord.  &lt;/span&gt;(Luke 2:10-11)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.  &lt;/span&gt;(Isaiah 9:6)&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/31329338-3812948668572376832?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/3812948668572376832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=3812948668572376832&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/3812948668572376832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/3812948668572376832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2008/12/christmastide-greetings.html' title='Christmastide Greetings!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SVpWDHgw7qI/AAAAAAAABJk/HRRe9jN1lUk/s72-c/DSC06681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329338.post-6153967056392956251</id><published>2008-12-18T09:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:13:22.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Christmas baking.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUpohCdpiRI/AAAAAAAABG0/Yv_27Gw6xpI/s1600-h/DSC06666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUpohCdpiRI/AAAAAAAABG0/Yv_27Gw6xpI/s400/DSC06666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281148429851527442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-6153967056392956251?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/6153967056392956251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=6153967056392956251&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/6153967056392956251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/6153967056392956251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2008/12/little-christmas-baking.html' title='A little Christmas baking.....'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUpohCdpiRI/AAAAAAAABG0/Yv_27Gw6xpI/s72-c/DSC06666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329338.post-6985584646147643181</id><published>2008-12-18T08:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:17:06.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Picture Outtakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUplMxEOY6I/AAAAAAAABGs/S84Ud_3MjFQ/s1600-h/_PDM2605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUplMxEOY6I/AAAAAAAABGs/S84Ud_3MjFQ/s400/_PDM2605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281144783049221026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUplMbo2XrI/AAAAAAAABGk/8-_Kcupz4vY/s1600-h/_PDM2589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUplMbo2XrI/AAAAAAAABGk/8-_Kcupz4vY/s400/_PDM2589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281144777297256114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUplLzrHEfI/AAAAAAAABGc/Zj_mzvxp0zw/s1600-h/_PDM2588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUplLzrHEfI/AAAAAAAABGc/Zj_mzvxp0zw/s400/_PDM2588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281144766569320946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUpihNmkjvI/AAAAAAAABGU/P0xiP6OxeZs/s1600-h/_PDM2583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUpihNmkjvI/AAAAAAAABGU/P0xiP6OxeZs/s400/_PDM2583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281141835771973362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, if you are someone who is waiting for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; picture in your mailbox, you may be waiting a while longer.  I'm really behind the eight ball this year.  Oh, and the letter.......  I have writers block!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-6985584646147643181?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/6985584646147643181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=6985584646147643181&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/6985584646147643181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/6985584646147643181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2008/12/christmas-picture-outtakes.html' title='Christmas Picture Outtakes'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUplMxEOY6I/AAAAAAAABGs/S84Ud_3MjFQ/s72-c/_PDM2605.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-31329338.post-8687475395849881436</id><published>2008-12-10T08:51:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:40:53.744-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it too late for a Thanksgiving recap?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sans Kids:&lt;/span&gt; We left for Ft. Worth after church the Sunday before Thanksgiving to see Michael's family. Since it is really hard to get away from the church at Christmas, this has become our annual tradition to go to his parent's house for Thanksgiving. (Sadly, this was our last Thanksgiving there since his parents are already well on their way to completing their move to New Mexico.) Michael's sister DeAnn and her family (4 kids + hubby) were gracious enough to watch the kids for 2 1/2 days while we drove over to the Dallas side of the Metroplex to stay in a hotel. This was our first time to be away from the kids for more than just an evening. The extra sleep was wonderful (the first morning we slept in until 11am!). And, the extra time alone together was even more wonderful. We especially enjoyed drinking wine in bed to candle light while watching The Hills on the laptop because we missed it on TV. (It's okay if you think that is lame!) The days were not completely relaxing because we were on a furniture shopping mission. Our couch is begging to be replaced, so our plan was to replace the couch first, and then later, the chair and ottoman. We decided to search the Dallas market because we had, well, the time to do it. It is a frustrating process to find new furniture, friends! I am not one to love the process, just the end result. It could possibly be that fact that we have a budget to stick to, I'm incredibly picky, and I'm very OCD/indecisive. At any rate, we did not come home with a sofa. But, we also did not come home empty handed. We found a beautiful leather chair and ottoman at a Norwalk store that was a floor sample clearance and we were able to negotiate a deal. Michael also bought my Christmas gift - a long and skinny table to use as a buffet in our kitchen. The best feature is that the leaves to the table fold over the top, so it can expand into a large table to seat additional guests. So, the couch is still begging to be replaced, but it may have to endure just a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food:&lt;/span&gt; Okay, we were just complete and total gluttons. I was craving Chicago style pizza so badly that I made Michael find a restaurant that served it. Using the trusty iPhone, he found a place called Lil' Joe's - a hole in the wall restaurant owned by a Chicago transplant. The restaurant was a little schizophrenic because one side was pizza and the other Mexican food. Since the pizza was going to take close to an hour to bake, we each ordered an appetizer. After said appetizers were consumed it dawned on our waitress to offer us fresh chips and salsa. A few minutes later she brings us freshly made tamales - on the house. Then we pretty much devoured our pizza. It was so good we took the whole family back there at the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Kids:  &lt;/span&gt;The kids did great for DeAnn. She said they were so well behaved and didn't cry. Sarah did give me the cold shoulder for a good length of time when we came back to get her. She also was pretty uncooperative and moody for a day or so. Despite the attitude afterward, it is nice to know that both the kids can comfortably handle being left in someone else's care for a couple of days. We missed them, but we also savored the short break that every parent needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Return Home:  &lt;/span&gt;We headed back home on Saturday. Sarah was pretty excited to turn on the outside Christmas lights - as promised before we left for Texas. And, as promised, we decorated the house Sunday night. We made a big batch of chili, baked some cookies, turned on the Christmas music, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;put Andrew to bed&lt;/span&gt;, and then got after it. Sarah was beside herself with joy. Andrew was in complete shock and awe and delight over the tree the next morning. He was the proverbial moth to a flame. It took about three days of constantly staying on him to keep him out of the tree. If left to his own devices, Andrew is his own one man wrecking crew. He still wanders over to the tree and pokes at the ornaments, but otherwise is leaving it alone. I'm not planning on putting the presents under the tree until Christmas Eve.&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/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCR4fsiiHI/AAAAAAAABFc/iYYfSJtJ3Jk/s1600-h/DSC06603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCR4fsiiHI/AAAAAAAABFc/iYYfSJtJ3Jk/s400/DSC06603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278379163045234802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheese ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCQgDtEC4I/AAAAAAAABE0/XNgm_8VoR1A/s1600-h/DSC06596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCQgDtEC4I/AAAAAAAABE0/XNgm_8VoR1A/s400/DSC06596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278377643702750082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying a little pre-Thanksgiving Pop Tart with cousin Mattison.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCQhn-9g4I/AAAAAAAABFE/1ZLpIX0rdoQ/s1600-h/DSC06595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCQhn-9g4I/AAAAAAAABFE/1ZLpIX0rdoQ/s400/DSC06595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278377670621365122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.....and cousin Dalton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCQg53GRzI/AAAAAAAABE8/VBzemKaEM40/s1600-h/DSC06600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCQg53GRzI/AAAAAAAABE8/VBzemKaEM40/s400/DSC06600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278377658240354098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael's eldest brother, John, has Down Syndrome.  Sarah loves him.  She is so kind and gentle and lovey with him.  John turned 40 on Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCR3t0R5ZI/AAAAAAAABFU/gzRIa4Iiy00/s1600-h/DSC06616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCR3t0R5ZI/AAAAAAAABFU/gzRIa4Iiy00/s400/DSC06616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278379149655926162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little post-feasting movie watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCR4q4PhzI/AAAAAAAABFk/wUhl6rbIYlM/s1600-h/DSC06620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCR4q4PhzI/AAAAAAAABFk/wUhl6rbIYlM/s400/DSC06620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278379166047110962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to meet up at Braum's with our dear friends before they headed back to Indiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCR5N7CfFI/AAAAAAAABFs/uwCYCUukVag/s1600-h/DSC06640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCR5N7CfFI/AAAAAAAABFs/uwCYCUukVag/s400/DSC06640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278379175454080082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would love to post the naked tree decorating pictures, but I don't want to over-expose our daughter.  We made her put something on so that we could get some less revealing pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCR5de9b4I/AAAAAAAABF0/vQ7qRFddkeU/s1600-h/DSC06642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCR5de9b4I/AAAAAAAABF0/vQ7qRFddkeU/s400/DSC06642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278379179631275906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCSp9Pw8UI/AAAAAAAABGE/E_4W2wcOW6Q/s1600-h/DSC06645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCSp9Pw8UI/AAAAAAAABGE/E_4W2wcOW6Q/s400/DSC06645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278380012791198018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First day of the best season of all....Advent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCSpKqpjaI/AAAAAAAABF8/ZBC9I5wpZKc/s1600-h/DSC06653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCSpKqpjaI/AAAAAAAABF8/ZBC9I5wpZKc/s400/DSC06653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278379999213751714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Serenity....even Rosie agrees.&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/31329338-8687475395849881436?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/8687475395849881436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=8687475395849881436&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/8687475395849881436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/8687475395849881436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2008/12/is-it-to-late-for-thanksgiving-recap.html' title='Is it too late for a Thanksgiving recap?'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SUCR4fsiiHI/AAAAAAAABFc/iYYfSJtJ3Jk/s72-c/DSC06603.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-31329338.post-5084322123560058208</id><published>2008-12-10T08:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:43:56.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Cart Races and A Cold Dinosaur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ST_ULOzj6FI/AAAAAAAABEk/wN4aKIvuWGQ/s1600-h/DSC06646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ST_ULOzj6FI/AAAAAAAABEk/wN4aKIvuWGQ/s400/DSC06646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278170577719519314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah went to the market and found herself a Butterball Turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ST_UAEVtBAI/AAAAAAAABEc/WZuAbp9NvNc/s1600-h/DSC06648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ST_UAEVtBAI/AAAAAAAABEc/WZuAbp9NvNc/s400/DSC06648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278170385931371522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this sport should probably require helmets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ST_T0Ujh2EI/AAAAAAAABEU/Pa8cuWiqv9k/s1600-h/DSC06660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ST_T0Ujh2EI/AAAAAAAABEU/Pa8cuWiqv9k/s400/DSC06660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278170184125896770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Sarah around, this dinosaur needn't fear extinction.&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/31329338-5084322123560058208?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/5084322123560058208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=5084322123560058208&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/5084322123560058208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/5084322123560058208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2008/12/shopping-cart-races-and-cold-dinosaur.html' title='Shopping Cart Races and A Cold Dinosaur'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/ST_ULOzj6FI/AAAAAAAABEk/wN4aKIvuWGQ/s72-c/DSC06646.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-31329338.post-5680380914806565850</id><published>2008-12-06T10:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T10:55:20.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How many?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/STqtc9yytdI/AAAAAAAABEM/vEymk-u3ykA/s1600-h/DSC06632.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/_-azQ0uM3g0c/STqtc9yytdI/AAAAAAAABEM/vEymk-u3ykA/s400/DSC06632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276720626553501138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How many pacis does one baby need?&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/31329338-5680380914806565850?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/5680380914806565850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=5680380914806565850&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/5680380914806565850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/5680380914806565850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2008/12/how-many.html' title='How many?'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/STqtc9yytdI/AAAAAAAABEM/vEymk-u3ykA/s72-c/DSC06632.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-31329338.post-1410630188383338274</id><published>2008-12-06T08:30:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T10:44:11.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat rice Josh!</title><content type='html'>It all started Sarah's first winter home when she was a mere 17 months old.  We took her with us on the annual youth ski trip to Colorado.  On the long (14 hour) bus ride she made eyes with Josh Miles, the high school youth director.  Ever since then she has had a thing for him, wanting to cozy up next to him whenever he is around.  Even before she had many words in her vocabulary, she could say, "Josh."  In September Josh's wife Jaclyn took Sarah home with her to have dinner.  Apparently they ate rice because ever since that evening we hear, "Eat rice Josh!" come out of her mouth a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;minimum&lt;/span&gt; of 5-10 times a day.  (And, no kidding, she just said it to Michael as I type.)  Sometimes she whispers it and sometimes she shouts it. Sometimes she tells it to her baby doll and sometimes she tells it to her peers.  Sometimes she tell it to us, sometimes she just shouts it out to no one in particular.  It is always completely random.  And it is DRIVING ME CRAZY!!!!&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/_-azQ0uM3g0c/STqP3Lod33I/AAAAAAAABEE/-qk83WYmhD8/s1600-h/november+2007+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/STqP3Lod33I/AAAAAAAABEE/-qk83WYmhD8/s400/november+2007+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276688091596054386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah as a flower girl at Josh's wedding, Nov. 2007.&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/31329338-1410630188383338274?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/1410630188383338274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=1410630188383338274&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/1410630188383338274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/1410630188383338274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2008/12/eat-rice-josh.html' title='Eat rice Josh!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/STqP3Lod33I/AAAAAAAABEE/-qk83WYmhD8/s72-c/november+2007+074.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-31329338.post-3399293464395527076</id><published>2008-11-26T22:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:35:04.331-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Thanksgiving......</title><content type='html'>.....we're thankful for these little turkeys that enrich and bless our lives. (I've got a lot of blogging to catch up on, but it will have to wait until after we've finished visiting with family and eating entirely too much holiday fare.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SS4hpit29aI/AAAAAAAABD8/sUYnDSqw4Q8/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SS4hpit29aI/AAAAAAAABD8/sUYnDSqw4Q8/s400/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273189211274933666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SS4hpSmG3SI/AAAAAAAABD0/ZpSGo7iCLE8/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SS4hpSmG3SI/AAAAAAAABD0/ZpSGo7iCLE8/s400/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273189206947454242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!&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/31329338-3399293464395527076?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/3399293464395527076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=3399293464395527076&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/3399293464395527076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/3399293464395527076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2008/11/this-thanksgiving.html' title='This Thanksgiving......'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SS4hpit29aI/AAAAAAAABD8/sUYnDSqw4Q8/s72-c/Picture+004.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-31329338.post-5277460873394282550</id><published>2008-11-04T22:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:25:54.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'>History</title><content type='html'>It is finished.....  The concession speech has been made.  McCain was my personal choice, the party of my personal political beliefs.  I can not deny that I feel sadness in this loss.  I was so proud of and moved by the speech McCain gave and I believe it was from his heart. I completely share the sentiments that McCain expressed regarding the historic nature of this election of our next leader and how important that it is that we have moved beyond the prejudice of our past.  Again, I'm sad about the political loss, but I feel hope that we are truly moving or have moved into a post-racial time in our country....which is great good news for my Vietnamese-American daughter and all Americans.  I'll pray for President-Elect Obama (I can't imagine the enormity of the job), I'll  pray for the healing and unity of our country, and I hope you will join me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31329338-5277460873394282550?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/5277460873394282550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=5277460873394282550&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/5277460873394282550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/5277460873394282550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2008/11/history.html' title='History'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31329338.post-3031570116251613191</id><published>2008-11-04T09:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:22:56.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Your Voice Be Heard!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SRBndMTrJyI/AAAAAAAABDs/SQm756LTvyA/s1600-h/i-voted-today.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SRBndMTrJyI/AAAAAAAABDs/SQm756LTvyA/s400/i-voted-today.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264821715613722402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to stump for a candidate here, but I urge you to let your voice, your opinion, your values, and your ideologies be heard today by casting your vote.  It is truly one of the great freedoms of our nation.  A freedom that is denied to so many globally.  Every vote counts, so please don't count your vote as too insignificant to matter.&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/31329338-3031570116251613191?l=www.theoklahomans.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/feeds/3031570116251613191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31329338&amp;postID=3031570116251613191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/3031570116251613191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31329338/posts/default/3031570116251613191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.theoklahomans.com/2008/11/let-your-voice-be-heard.html' title='Let Your Voice Be Heard!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16215798214456789755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16138320876450508038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-azQ0uM3g0c/SRBndMTrJyI/AAAAAAAABDs/SQm756LTvyA/s72-c/i-voted-today.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>