<?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-612993006001386512</id><updated>2009-11-11T11:59:25.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sings 'n' Things</title><subtitle type='html'>though miles divide us
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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>230</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-895673382511361251</id><published>2009-11-11T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T07:22:32.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are some random pictures we've taken recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/MoreNovemberShots?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SvrWIisfI8E/AAAAAAAAEbs/AJICa34SeBs/s160-c/MoreNovemberShots.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/MoreNovemberShots?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;More November Shots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-895673382511361251?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/895673382511361251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/895673382511361251'/><link 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style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/Halloween02?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/Su2uUXJXOJE/AAAAAAAAEZM/WFvxOGhxEtE/s160-c/Halloween02.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/Halloween02?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-5815436357990239486?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-3012237729730167631</id><published>2009-10-24T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:46:15.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch!</title><content type='html'>Saturday was family day at the pumpkin patch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with a bunch of our friends at &lt;a href="http://www.jubileefarm.org/"&gt;Jubilee Farm&lt;/a&gt; in Carnation. A good time was had by all, especially James. While he did enjoy the pumpkin patch, our little man was mostly enamored of the tractors. His second-cousin, Kevin, would be proud...as was his dad. After all, you don't hear many country songs about squash. Tractors...heck, I can think of three off the top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some photos from our adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy,&lt;br /&gt;Dad Singletary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/20091024JubileeFarm?authkey=Gv1sRgCMCBzN-V1dL7mAE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_RXt-idtk5fI/SuPGpMawk5E/AAAAAAAANQg/T9PeuYIUCDg/s160-c/20091024JubileeFarm.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/20091024JubileeFarm?authkey=Gv1sRgCMCBzN-V1dL7mAE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;2009.10.24 - Jubilee Farm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-3012237729730167631?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/3012237729730167631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3012237729730167631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3012237729730167631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch!'/><author><name>RDS</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15139176530281003651'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1495373799676003160</id><published>2009-10-13T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T06:59:04.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment in time.</title><content type='html'>My sweet friend Marcy took some photos recently of Ryan, James and me to capture this time in our life on film. Here are the photos, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/PGP02?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/StSGh4fgBCE/AAAAAAAAEV0/DL3QlOaslDw/s160-c/PGP02.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/PGP02?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;PGP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1495373799676003160?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1495373799676003160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/moment-in-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1495373799676003160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1495373799676003160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/moment-in-time.html' title='A moment in time.'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-4415740376978668722</id><published>2009-10-12T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T08:13:39.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babada and other things I love about my James</title><content type='html'>James is now 18 months and so much fun. He has about a hundred words and I feel like everyday he's learning and doing new things. He loves garbage trucks, pretzels, holding mommy and daddy's hands when we drive in the car and he adores babies....but he's still learning how to be gentle when he hugs and kisses them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James also loves his babada, which is what he calls his Jesus Storybook Bible, and lately he's taken to carrying it around the house and occasionally plopping down to flip through the pages or asking someone to read it to him. I love this and I pray that his love for the bible will continue for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one of James' new loves is Elmo, which is hilarious since he's never actually seen Sesame Street. So now our life is full of the little red monster along with a small Elmo doll that James now sleeps with at night...I'll have to get a picture of this one night, it's really adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of pictures, we finally bought a new camera (yes our old camera is officially toast) so here are a few shots of the boy to tide you over until we get back in the swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/October2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/StNEztxFyAE/AAAAAAAAEIE/-Xxw6pdVtJI/s160-c/October2009.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/October2009?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;October 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-4415740376978668722?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/4415740376978668722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/babada-and-other-things-i-love-about-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4415740376978668722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4415740376978668722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/babada-and-other-things-i-love-about-my.html' title='Babada and other things I love about my James'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-479780692752153900</id><published>2009-10-07T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:01:29.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming soon...</title><content type='html'>We're buying a new camera (hopefully this week) so I promise there will be some new pictures coming soon. Sorry for the delay but we had hoped that we'd be able to revive our old one....we were wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-479780692752153900?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/479780692752153900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/coming-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/479780692752153900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/479780692752153900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/10/coming-soon.html' title='Coming soon...'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-362549470934843580</id><published>2009-09-17T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:24:49.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Boy #2</title><content type='html'>Baby boy #2 is on his way and will making his grand entrance into the world on November 14th at 9:00am...or at least that's when we are scheduled to be at the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With less than two months until we get to meet our son I am finding myself overcome with emotion. Just today, after putting James down for a nap I started thinking about our new little man (as he kicked and wiggled in my tummy) and I couldn't hold back the tears. I am just so excited to have another son. A whole new person with his own personality, smile, giggle, smell and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first found out I was pregnant with this little man I was excited but I wondered how I would love another child the way I love James. Today that has completely changed and I feel foolish for ever having that thought. I already love our littlest man more than I can put into words and I praise the Lord for giving us this unexpected little blessing. Just as my mom used to say about me when I was little (I was also an unexpected blessing) I never knew how much I needed this little guy until God brought him into our family and now I can't imagine our family without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a woman that I know talking about children awhile back and how she feels like God gives us a whole new heart for each of our children as they come along. She talked about how you don't think you will have enough love or enough room in your heart for a new baby so God just gives you another heart that can be filled up for that new little blessing. I finally get this and I can't wait to meet him.....and tell you all his name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-362549470934843580?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/362549470934843580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-boy-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/362549470934843580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/362549470934843580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-boy-2.html' title='Baby Boy #2'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8454514159546644984</id><published>2009-09-14T19:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:22:00.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up?</title><content type='html'>Well the camera died this weekend so we might not have any photographic updates for awhile, sorry grandmas. But I can tell you what we're up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little less than two months away from being a mommy of two little men (on the outside)and I can't wait. My belly has swollen to the point where it's much harder to get in and out of bed (which has to happen a lot due to my pregnancy bladder) and I'm noticing that I cry a lot easier these days (poor Ryan). The baby and I are both doing really well and it would seem that we have a very strong little man on our hands; so I'm gearing up for another newborn that is stronger than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James is also growing like crazy. He is taller and taller every day and a little sweeter as well. Of course he's picked up a few bad habits here and there (biting and screaming to name a couple) but we're trying to reign him in with some good old fashion discipline and of course a lot of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James has become an excellent cuddler as well. I've found that if I lie on the floor these days he can't help himself, after a few minutes of watching me from afar he has to come on over and snuggle up next to me, I love this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another new development is his vocabulary, he now knows more words than I can count and it's just getting bigger. Every day he hears some new word or perhaps he finally gets up the courage to try it on for size, so I am constantly hearing the sweet sound of my young sons voice telling me about the world. Amazing. He's also very curious and wants to know what everything is so we spend a lot of the day with him pointing to things where ever we are and me telling him the name...over and over again. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the man of the house. Ryan is still working hard every day for our family and I can't tell you how proud I am of him as a husband, father and worker. In the morning when he leaves for work James and I pray for Daddy's day and that he would glorify God through his work, his words and his actions. Now I know he is far from perfect, but I really am proud of the man he has become and the man that God is working him out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, the cuddly little man, the crazy pregnant girl and the hard working, hard loving man of the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-8454514159546644984?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8454514159546644984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8454514159546644984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8454514159546644984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s up?'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-5199496376392273658</id><published>2009-09-11T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:48:42.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More pictures...including a belly shot.</title><content type='html'>I swear I'll try to actually write out an update or something soon but for now I've at least got some pictures to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20090911?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SqsXwC_ukYE/AAAAAAAAEDw/nd2lCStlPv8/s160-c/20090911.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20090911?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;2009-09-11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-5199496376392273658?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/5199496376392273658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-picturesincluding-belly-shot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5199496376392273658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5199496376392273658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-picturesincluding-belly-shot.html' title='More pictures...including a belly shot.'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-2880448407292866419</id><published>2009-09-05T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T15:14:28.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the Zoo</title><content type='html'>This morning we drove into Seattle and spent the day at the zoo. James loves animals almost as much as he loves cars and trucks these days (he is a true boy) so we thought it would be fun for him and let's be honest, fun for us too. Here are some pictures from our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20090905ZooDay?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SqLhgdWGa3E/AAAAAAAAEAE/-FsHF6Wktbo/s160-c/20090905ZooDay.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20090905ZooDay?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;2009-09-05 Zoo Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-2880448407292866419?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/2880448407292866419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-at-zoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/2880448407292866419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/2880448407292866419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-at-zoo.html' title='Day at the Zoo'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-7989145920935963979</id><published>2009-08-28T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:35:46.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest and Greatest</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of James that I've taken recently and just haven't gotten around to posting, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20090828RandomJamesPics?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SphMpO-R1kE/AAAAAAAAD7w/M5-quIQFTfQ/s160-c/20090828RandomJamesPics.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/20090828RandomJamesPics?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;2009-08-28 Random James Pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-7989145920935963979?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/7989145920935963979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/latest-and-greatest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7989145920935963979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7989145920935963979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/latest-and-greatest.html' title='The Latest and Greatest'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-6210919074446172892</id><published>2009-08-26T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T08:14:14.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Numbered</title><content type='html'>I'm already out numbered in our house but today it occurred to me that with another boy in the works I am seriously out numbered.....and I kind of love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope to have a little girl one day but right now my heart is in a place where I'm ok with a house full of boys. Actually I'm more than ok with it, I'm excited for it. I sometimes think about the future and what our house will look like if it is filled to the brim with handsome young men and I can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get excited for my boys that Ryan is their daddy, that he is the earthly example that they have of a father. I get excited thinking about what they'll do, who they'll become and that I get to be along for the ride. I get excited for the wives that they might have one day and I pray for them. I pray that their wives will love Jesus and that their marriages will be founded on Him. I pray that I will love these young women and they me, and I pray that their babies will know and love the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys are such a blessing and although I'm tired tonight after a long day of seemingly endless discipline all I can think about is how much I love my boys, how I got more wet kisses today than I can count, how James called out "Mama, Mama, Mama" when he woke up from his nap and how his face lit up with joy when he heard Ryan come home from work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus for my boys and if it's your will, keep 'em coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-6210919074446172892?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/6210919074446172892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/out-numbered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6210919074446172892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6210919074446172892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/out-numbered.html' title='Out Numbered'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-7577823886877975324</id><published>2009-08-26T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:36:22.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flour Boy</title><content type='html'>This morning I made muffins and thought it would be fun to let James "help" me cook. Here are some pictures from our flour filled morning. James got his very own bowl of flour and some cooking utensils, it was a mess but it sure was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're off to take a shower......he has flour everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/FlourBoy?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SpVg_uKKnbE/AAAAAAAAD5k/nvNFH1vTiBo/s160-c/FlourBoy.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/FlourBoy?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Flour Boy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-7577823886877975324?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/7577823886877975324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/flour-boy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7577823886877975324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/7577823886877975324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/flour-boy.html' title='Flour Boy'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8533774466603445273</id><published>2009-08-03T17:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:56:27.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blueberry Picking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneVK-_MRaI/AAAAAAAAD4I/ZAJqE5LCD60/s1600-h/DSC_1874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365921496974509474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneVK-_MRaI/AAAAAAAAD4I/ZAJqE5LCD60/s400/DSC_1874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneBquHkQXI/AAAAAAAAD3w/RzjU6DOdLHI/s1600-h/Blueberries2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365900051969491314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneBquHkQXI/AAAAAAAAD3w/RzjU6DOdLHI/s400/Blueberries2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't these guys good looking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneAo_wZ7QI/AAAAAAAAD3g/N6KJl5L0va0/s1600-h/Blueberries4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365898922832817410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneAo_wZ7QI/AAAAAAAAD3g/N6KJl5L0va0/s400/Blueberries4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365899085601251442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneAyeHbIHI/AAAAAAAAD3o/r1p2-77tGNE/s400/Blueberries1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went blueberry picking on Sunday after church and got 12 lbs of the amazing blue treats. James thought picking the blueberries was fun but he prefered squishing the berries in his hand a whole lot more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365901243661919282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneCwFhLpDI/AAAAAAAAD34/sGetTBH9d14/s400/bbp+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365901540591425106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneDBXqsVlI/AAAAAAAAD4A/XN6GRNIIXEc/s400/bbp+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-8533774466603445273?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8533774466603445273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/blueberry-picking.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8533774466603445273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8533774466603445273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/08/blueberry-picking.html' title='Blueberry Picking'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SneVK-_MRaI/AAAAAAAAD4I/ZAJqE5LCD60/s72-c/DSC_1874.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-612993006001386512.post-3922583508628353489</id><published>2009-07-29T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:37:10.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am just about 24 weeks pregnant and Seattle is having a heat wave, ugh! We had a record high today of something like 104 degrees and no one has AC, yikes. So we're trying to stay cool as best we can and not let the heat drive this preggo too crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a belly update photo and one of the Singletarys trying to stay cool at a friend's lake house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SnEGhWEHLRI/AAAAAAAAD24/XQILen2GzDw/s1600-h/Heat+Wave+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364075801103248658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SnEGhWEHLRI/AAAAAAAAD24/XQILen2GzDw/s400/Heat+Wave+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James giving his baby brother a kiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SnEGZCODDqI/AAAAAAAAD2w/WTVQA1lqvAE/s1600-h/Heat+Wave+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364075658337259170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SnEGZCODDqI/AAAAAAAAD2w/WTVQA1lqvAE/s400/Heat+Wave+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to stay cool in the lake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-3922583508628353489?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/3922583508628353489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/07/24-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3922583508628353489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3922583508628353489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/07/24-weeks.html' title='24 Weeks'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SnEGhWEHLRI/AAAAAAAAD24/XQILen2GzDw/s72-c/Heat+Wave+007.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-612993006001386512.post-6284637347426557046</id><published>2009-07-22T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:14:45.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maui Pics</title><content type='html'>Here are our photos from Hawaii.You will notice that I have edited out all of the beach shots of myself.....or at least those where I'm in a bathing suit. Trust me people, this is for your own protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/Hawaiii?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/Smc3UNaE7RE/AAAAAAAAD08/QNeBk02FjXk/s160-c/Hawaiii.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/Hawaiii?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Hawaiii&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-6284637347426557046?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/6284637347426557046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/07/maui-pics.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6284637347426557046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6284637347426557046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/07/maui-pics.html' title='Maui Pics'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-4471847710111673440</id><published>2009-07-21T14:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:07:16.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And we're back!</title><content type='html'>My two week blog hiatus is officially over. We're back from a week in California and then another week in Maui, wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both trips were a jumble of extreme fun and wonderful time with family as well as craziness and chaos with the little man. Some plane trips were great, while others actually brought me to tears for fear that they would never end. But we made it back safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past two weeks I've learned that I'm a little more of a homebody than I thought I was but I'm ok with that. I've also learned that babies and sand are an amazing combination and I love to watch my son play endlessly with the little granules of sandy goodness. Thanks for the sand God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have lots of pictures and I'm sure lots of stories but the camera is with Ryan at work right now and I'm a little foggy from a nap so story telling is out. What I can say is that I am so very thankful to my family who made both of these trips possible (especially my sister and her incredible husband for whisking us away to Maui!) and thank you to my husband who takes such good care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't have vacation photos yet here are a few of James and his buddy Danny that I meant to post before we left two weeks ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/JD?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SmY69ZONZXE/AAAAAAAADsM/2YDQlJFi4T4/s160-c/JD.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/JD?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;J&amp;amp;D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-4471847710111673440?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/4471847710111673440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4471847710111673440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/4471847710111673440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-we.html' title='And we&apos;re back!'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-6753823144518235710</id><published>2009-06-29T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:59:28.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's  Day</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures from Father's Day with Nana and Papa.....also a few at the end that snuck their way into my Father's Day folder but are cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/FatherSDay?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SklwMHMBc1E/AAAAAAAADTI/rlG47roKEZo/s160-c/FatherSDay.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/annie.singletary/FatherSDay?feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Father&amp;#39;s Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-6753823144518235710?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/6753823144518235710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6753823144518235710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/6753823144518235710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s  Day'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-8371215104419954889</id><published>2009-06-26T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:02:15.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of #2</title><content type='html'>Here's a link to our &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/Ryan.Singletary/2009062220WeekUltrasound?authkey=Gv1sRgCPu9orqbjuDh6QE&amp;amp;feat=directlink#"&gt;ultrasound pictures of baby #2&lt;/a&gt;, check out the adorable profile shots. I love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-8371215104419954889?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/8371215104419954889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures-of-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8371215104419954889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/8371215104419954889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures-of-2.html' title='Pictures of #2'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-3328501879903211680</id><published>2009-06-26T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:32:27.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Boy</title><content type='html'>Things I like about James being sick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Lots of cuddles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) He wants his mama all the time...lately he's been more of an independent little guy but when he's not feeling well it's all mama, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Kisses out of nowhere and unprompted hugs that last for minutes on end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) James' sick face....it sounds funny but when he's sick he has this pitiful little puffy faced look about him that makes my heart melt, poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I don't like about James being sick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) That James is sick. I hate knowing that he doesn't feel well and that there's nothing I can really do to take away the pain.  I finally understand what she meant when my Mom used to tell me that she wished she could be sick instead of me when I was little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) His random crying fits that last for 20 minutes and have no discernible cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) No sleep! Getting up every two hours at night with a crying boy who can't be soothed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Fevers! I hate it when James has a fever. Fever's scare me and make my little boy act like a zombie, I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we've been battling what turned out to be a throat infection (not strep, thank goodness, just a sore throat) and a fever for the past few days but it looks like James is finally on the mend. After two bad nights of sleep and two hard feverish days James is sleeping through the night again and appears to be back to his normal self.  I'm looking forward to a nice weekend with a happy boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-3328501879903211680?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/3328501879903211680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/sick-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3328501879903211680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/3328501879903211680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/sick-boy.html' title='Sick Boy'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-5003672781274179425</id><published>2009-06-22T11:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T12:02:02.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a boy!</title><content type='html'>Well it's official, we are a family of boys...for now anyway. We had our ultrasound this morning and got to see our new little guy and all his parts. Baby #2 appears to be healthy and active with a big ole tummy just like his big brother James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have a name yet, although we probably won't share that until #2 arrives, but we're overjoyed at the news of another son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so honored that the Lord has given us another little man to raise and shepherd. I pray that this little guy will grow to be a mighty man of God who follows Jesus and serves others before himself. I pray that he grows to be a strong but humble man and a wonderful father just like his own Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, we are a boy household for sure, bring on the trucks, swords and army men!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-5003672781274179425?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/5003672781274179425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-boy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5003672781274179425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/5003672781274179425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a boy!'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1385866353003291431</id><published>2009-06-22T07:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:41:32.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby</title><content type='html'>James is asleep and I am anxiously awaiting our doctor's appt this morning where we get to see our new little miracle on screen and hopefully find out if we have another sweet boy on our hands or a little beauty of a girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quiet in our house, Ryan is off at work and all I can hear is a bird outside my window and the subtle humming of my computer. Everything is very still, sort of like in a movie when you know something really big is about to happen but for the moment the screen is silent and the scene is still. That's how I feel. Something really big is about to happen, we're about to meet our newest child, our newest gift from the Lord, but in this moment just stillness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am pregnant, I can look down and see my growing belly and feel the slight aches and pains that come with my changing form but it dawned on me yesterday at church that I still don't really believe it. I can't really comprehend that our little three person family is going to look different in just a few months. I am overjoyed of course, in fact every time I see a baby now I feel warm inside knowing I will have another one soon, but a piece of me doesn't fully understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if I am totally honest, a tiny part of me is a little bit sad...but just a tiny part. James has been my sidekick for the past 15 months and we have become pretty used to our routine and our dynamic, and that's all about to change. Although I couldn't imagine James being an only child, nor would I want to only have one child, I am a little sad that our alone time is about to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as with everything in life, things have to change and really what a wonderful change, right?! A new baby, boy or girl, is an amazing gift. I can already see the excitement in Ryan's eyes when we talk about holding our newest little one (he loves babies) and remember how precious it was to hold and cuddle James at that age. I also can't wait to see James as a big brother and watch our family grow and change. We are all going to learn a lot from this new baby and I can't wait to see what that looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I praise Jesus for our new little one and anxiously await his or her arrival into our lives. I'll try to post this afternoon as well to let you all know what kind of baby we have this time around but I'm putting my money on another sweet boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1385866353003291431?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1385866353003291431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1385866353003291431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1385866353003291431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby.html' title='Baby'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1507262333400368211</id><published>2009-06-18T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:40:25.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our morning told through the eyes of James</title><content type='html'>*Wake up, look around the room 6:45 am *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Da da da, roaaaar, tttttt, chchchchchch...."  Maybe I'll roll around a bit and make some more noise so they'll come get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mom enters the room 6:50 am*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that noise, someone just turned off my fan! Oh it's the yellow haired Dada. *Big smile* I like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Diaper change*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey crazy lady, what are you doing taking off my pants! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa there's a lion on my pants! "ROOOOAAAR!" Oh and a monkey! "AHH AHHH AHH."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey now that you've taken the diaper off I feel kind of free. Oh yeah, and there's that thing down there that's so fun to grab...wait no, don't put the diaper back on, ahhhhhhh, you always ruin my fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that, oh yeah it's the dark haired Dada. *Big smile* I like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Later in the morning after Ryan left for work*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the yellow haired Dada keep trying to get me to call her Mama, is she crazy, her name's Dada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie: "James can you say Ma Ma? MMMMAAAA, MMMMAAA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James: "Dada."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie: "Ugh, well you'll get it some day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Later in the morning while I vacuum.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is she doing? Ooooohhhhh she has that fun red machine that makes all the noise, I love that thing....and I'm also kind of terrified of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (high pitched scream)." It got too close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what's that thing doing? Oh no it's eating all the cheerios that I specifically left on the floor for later, hey you big bully I was going to eat those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh (another high pitched scream)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going to go play in the other room if that's how things are going to be. Harrumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And that's been our morning told through the eyes of James.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1507262333400368211?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1507262333400368211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-morning-told-through-eyes-of-james.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1507262333400368211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1507262333400368211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-morning-told-through-eyes-of-james.html' title='Our morning told through the eyes of James'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-824202992115845893</id><published>2009-06-16T17:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:51:32.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ball Fun</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the blog silence folks, life has been good but busy. I'll try to post a substantial update on our little family in a day or two but for now here's a video of our little guy to  tide you over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c8c9bcdf98f0a983" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAHZQAKfu6jF-JfdYz_38Vlg80u-lp0H7df1Mg20QakAZjC5BO0JY2mGmX1aVGA5VwF2uNJ3hD90x2VU1oibHzINcWYNxg4yFG3AOsZ9V019LpwW4Rm29-8hMkCmxzIVUIxGPK3cR-Pbw7HOhfM7gdUsOa5cpZCL63FDn8OJrxd5unTmf2_kAnyxwSqiIO7XfO2OIkvpxu8FC1pnyJyLlmDnaQOr-b2Mzj8ktH-9_IhS0%26sigh%3D5eXfAZMdRMrLKOUx2MXI6Lm21e0%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8c9bcdf98f0a983%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D9oRXZzCiqNiUwptvwyse6Qckkqg&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAHZQAKfu6jF-JfdYz_38Vlg80u-lp0H7df1Mg20QakAZjC5BO0JY2mGmX1aVGA5VwF2uNJ3hD90x2VU1oibHzINcWYNxg4yFG3AOsZ9V019LpwW4Rm29-8hMkCmxzIVUIxGPK3cR-Pbw7HOhfM7gdUsOa5cpZCL63FDn8OJrxd5unTmf2_kAnyxwSqiIO7XfO2OIkvpxu8FC1pnyJyLlmDnaQOr-b2Mzj8ktH-9_IhS0%26sigh%3D5eXfAZMdRMrLKOUx2MXI6Lm21e0%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8c9bcdf98f0a983%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D9oRXZzCiqNiUwptvwyse6Qckkqg&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-824202992115845893?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c8c9bcdf98f0a983&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/824202992115845893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/ball-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/824202992115845893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/824202992115845893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/ball-fun.html' title='Ball Fun'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-612993006001386512.post-1301502966211625349</id><published>2009-06-04T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:00:10.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Cute</title><content type='html'>James and I visited the Connolly family earlier this week to see their new baby boy and James had a fabulous time playing Elias. Here are a few shots of them hugging. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343672126086633890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SiiJfJeM2aI/AAAAAAAACu4/BeKOC6wKXuo/s400/James+and+Elias+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343671985846256338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SiiJW_CSgtI/AAAAAAAACuw/LC1mEc3CvHo/s400/James+and+Elias+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343671852696744050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SiiJPPA-MHI/AAAAAAAACuo/owpNnI73D_w/s400/James+and+Elias+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612993006001386512-1301502966211625349?l=thesings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/feeds/1301502966211625349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-cute.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1301502966211625349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/612993006001386512/posts/default/1301502966211625349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesings.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-cute.html' title='So Cute'/><author><name>Annie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10664253547911968312'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vKXjarkP7ZU/SiiJfJeM2aI/AAAAAAAACu4/BeKOC6wKXuo/s72-c/James+and+Elias+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>