tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65720389232093308452009-06-30T16:14:48.033-07:00Musings from My MinivanJanethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.comBlogger54125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-4471708473890382552009-01-30T17:17:00.000-08:002009-01-31T07:20:15.857-08:00Tag and I'm BackWell, hello there. Didn't expect you to still be there. Hm. Nice to see ya.<br /><br />It seems there's a bit of <a href="http://ourlittlefootprints.blogspot.com/">'blog tag' </a>going on that I have fallen into and must now participate of suffer the consequences...whatever they may be. The rules are as follows:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">1. Go to the 6<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> picture folder and pick the 6<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> picture.<br />2. Post and wax nostalgic about said picture.<br />3. Tag some peeps.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">So, here goes....<br /></div></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SYOm09Dtw2I/AAAAAAAABM8/Sy0SsSnJl7A/s1600-h/Easter01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SYOm09Dtw2I/AAAAAAAABM8/Sy0SsSnJl7A/s400/Easter01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297261015391388514" border="0" /></a>Here stands the family...in the year 2000. Wow. This is before we took on the family size that makes people gasp. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Bryanna</span> was 6, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Britty</span> was 4 and Ben was almost 1. This was taken in our front yard on Easter morning. Don't we all look snazzily dressed and such....well, Jeff by his own standards, anyway. I especially *heart* that our 1988 Toyota van is in the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">background</span>. What a beauty...the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">high schoolers</span> where my husband teaches referred to her lovingly as "The Space Shuttle". She was the most reliable vehicle we have ever owned and had the supernatural ability to heal herself while parked overnight of all kinds of ailments...like squeaky brakes, or rattles, or shakes. The funnest part was watching shows like "The Amazing Race" and seeing her siblings all over third world countries. When we finally had to let her go, she had close to 200,000 miles on her cute little self and only one door was fully functional. We were going to keep her around long enough for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Bry</span> to use as her "cool" first car, but didn't have anywhere to store her. Poor <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Bry</span>.<br /><br />Here are the people I will now inflict with the tag:<br /><br /><a href="http://hemidemisemiquaverdesignblog.com/">Becky</a><br /><a href="http://pfamilygal.blogspot.com/">pFamilyGal</a><br /><a href="http://leinolife.wordpress.com/">Patience</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-447170847389038255?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-81915403822439709062008-10-06T13:42:00.000-07:002008-10-07T15:53:35.422-07:00How To AccessorizeI was in need of a hutch to store all my craft supplies. You know. The ones I never get to use because I'm much too busy and just the thought of pulling it all out makes my toddlers twitch with excitement at the possibility of getting into it all while I'm not looking. So, I checked Craig's List...the next best thing to Ebay and found one that would work. And just look at the cute little accessory that came with it! Jealous are ya?<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SOqEsxraNbI/AAAAAAAABLo/Tbm9PWLuaOM/s1600-h/Jack+In+Hutch.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SOqEsxraNbI/AAAAAAAABLo/Tbm9PWLuaOM/s400/Jack+In+Hutch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254157820065625522" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SOqGbA43eUI/AAAAAAAABLw/wJNgCKOMoKI/s1600-h/100_0839.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SOqGbA43eUI/AAAAAAAABLw/wJNgCKOMoKI/s400/100_0839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254159713934211394" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SOqHTxSNziI/AAAAAAAABL4/vUvP0eex0o4/s1600-h/100_0840.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SOqHTxSNziI/AAAAAAAABL4/vUvP0eex0o4/s400/100_0840.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254160688998108706" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SOqIdiV9_iI/AAAAAAAABMA/DLaoeKFFuxE/s1600-h/100_0842.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SOqIdiV9_iI/AAAAAAAABMA/DLaoeKFFuxE/s400/100_0842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254161956297637410" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SOqJE6dNw4I/AAAAAAAABMI/od1vWYTSXlQ/s1600-h/100_0843.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SOqJE6dNw4I/AAAAAAAABMI/od1vWYTSXlQ/s400/100_0843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254162632785380226" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-8191540382243970906?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-22067988944375456142008-09-30T14:06:00.000-07:002008-10-05T18:24:31.433-07:00The Most Wonderful Place on EarthI was able to meet up with some high school friends at what must be one of the most wonderful places on earth: <a href="http://www.smithplayhouse.org/">The Smith Memorial Playground.</a> I have lived within 15 miles of this place and did not even know it existed! How can this be? Do you see all the fun to be had here?<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SOKyvh208iI/AAAAAAAABLY/aRqALeRuOVA/s1600-h/KidsSpinner.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SOKyvh208iI/AAAAAAAABLY/aRqALeRuOVA/s400/KidsSpinner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251956645079347746" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SOKwJDlpNhI/AAAAAAAABLQ/ChOI7qno54Y/s1600-h/JessLydiaJackSway.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SOKwJDlpNhI/AAAAAAAABLQ/ChOI7qno54Y/s400/JessLydiaJackSway.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251953785095927314" border="0" /></a><br />There was so much more....but I was too busy playing to take pictures. The Playground is most famous for its two story high wooden slide that was first built in 1905. When my mom was a little girl growing up in Philly she came to this park and rode the same slide! No! Not in 1905! Sheesh people! 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SL6lh9hewlI/AAAAAAAAA2g/cLEF0H-uOPw/s400/OceanCity08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241809019175092818" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SL6lA5bKZhI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/kTVEK-r5M-k/s1600-h/Carosel.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SL6lA5bKZhI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/kTVEK-r5M-k/s400/Carosel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241808451139167762" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SL6kC0ll5cI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/TAHA5vTJmnw/s1600-h/JackyOC.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SL6kC0ll5cI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/TAHA5vTJmnw/s400/JackyOC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241807384688846274" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SL6jby583YI/AAAAAAAAA2I/PKRaPV7dJ70/s1600-h/Benny+OC.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SL6jby583YI/AAAAAAAAA2I/PKRaPV7dJ70/s400/Benny+OC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241806714222468482" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SL6ipyM1jOI/AAAAAAAAA2A/aB3mt-ISZI0/s1600-h/BenBrittRides.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SL6ipyM1jOI/AAAAAAAAA2A/aB3mt-ISZI0/s400/BenBrittRides.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241805855039786210" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-991009199901677223?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-20551441005987300082008-08-29T10:10:00.001-07:002008-08-29T11:02:45.281-07:00Nutrition 101<span style="font-weight: bold;">Jessica:</span> After I'm done my cookie, can I have dessert?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SLguEoV8ROI/AAAAAAAAA14/kBskOp0XVv4/s1600-h/cookieface.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SLguEoV8ROI/AAAAAAAAA14/kBskOp0XVv4/s400/cookieface.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239988823529374946" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-2055144100598730008?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-43646253542760664982008-08-25T11:46:00.000-07:002008-08-25T11:51:49.070-07:00The Olympics according to JessicaSo, our family was all sitting together watching the Closing Ceremony. The part came where all the athletes were all walking into the 'Bird's Nest' and mugging for the cameras. Jessica sat and stared as they all gave the obligatory peace sign and smiled. After awhile she looked at me and said, "Mom, why do they all like the number two so much?".<br /><br />On a commercial I asked all the kids what their favorite sports were to watch these past two weeks. I got the answers I thought I would...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bry:</span> swimming<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Britt:</span> gymnastics<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ben:</span> I forget<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jessica:</span> Hide and Seek, Playing Tag and Playing Princess<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-4364625354276066498?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-70094496258518374202008-08-13T11:09:00.001-07:002008-08-13T11:21:10.750-07:00Bon Appetit!It takes years to train a palate. It's important to expose your child to many differing tastes and textures. My friend <a href="http://hemidemisemiquaver.wordpress.com/">Becky</a> has done this. When her girls were toddlers they would eat things like roast duck and brussel sprouts. My Jessica......not so much:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SKMktkjjlmI/AAAAAAAAA1U/MkbBYjbA5Xg/s1600-h/Ketchup.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SKMktkjjlmI/AAAAAAAAA1U/MkbBYjbA5Xg/s400/Ketchup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234067557260170850" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SKMlLJ65sWI/AAAAAAAAA1c/lK0-eBHUK2E/s1600-h/Ketchup2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SKMlLJ65sWI/AAAAAAAAA1c/lK0-eBHUK2E/s400/Ketchup2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234068065506406754" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SKMl0fhuVpI/AAAAAAAAA1k/lniHTS0VZxA/s1600-h/KetchupFace.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SKMl0fhuVpI/AAAAAAAAA1k/lniHTS0VZxA/s400/KetchupFace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234068775681021586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Disclaimer: No I did not let her eat this.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-7009449625851837420?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-56417853231242741492008-07-29T06:56:00.000-07:002008-07-29T08:15:32.542-07:00In and OutIf you enjoy eating,<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SI8ig-Zqh6I/AAAAAAAAA0g/sxttKZ9cOhI/s1600-h/Jack+with+Muffin.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SI8ig-Zqh6I/AAAAAAAAA0g/sxttKZ9cOhI/s400/Jack+with+Muffin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228435642302236578" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SI8z1HYzqZI/AAAAAAAAA08/06T3-jUuAMg/s1600-h/watermelon+boy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SI8z1HYzqZI/AAAAAAAAA08/06T3-jUuAMg/s400/watermelon+boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228454680009615762" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SI8mxeMC8sI/AAAAAAAAA0w/RWmMnpW6DOU/s1600-h/JackPudding.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SI8mxeMC8sI/AAAAAAAAA0w/RWmMnpW6DOU/s400/JackPudding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228440323759469250" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SI8j_us-JHI/AAAAAAAAA0o/qEF7-DM7GNQ/s1600-h/JackCookies.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SI8j_us-JHI/AAAAAAAAA0o/qEF7-DM7GNQ/s400/JackCookies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228437270175818866" border="0" /></a><br />then it's important to keep in mind the formula of calories taken in versus calories burned in order to maintain your physique. Just ask Jacky....<br /><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-83e1c178c649f2e0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAADbdx0ctBZ6r0jjgHMEoxabHWngpoLth8N-yxr_Nqzco7PInHH8MslSu_Mlh2qqGnndG_yS2GvI7l6Ep_rs0ecx2HGRRARO3twDgcB3mfJjJfFIm0HSlF1CzfHG3lTrAp214O0AY3iJEsTv8SvoFaNlCQ1BZguQP_cRIiN7lq48CBgdQbT1_gHyy1FypqA2o_DrTp34N9cT8_ndAMoSu0DnXRR0NoY6uSRhKmczLFUu3%26sigh%3DuiaG_-4V1JfN4Iv6huUEoV_5WTk%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D83e1c178c649f2e0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D6x-Sl8qCq7fyOUwmlIuhz821DCk&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><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%3DqAAAADbdx0ctBZ6r0jjgHMEoxabHWngpoLth8N-yxr_Nqzco7PInHH8MslSu_Mlh2qqGnndG_yS2GvI7l6Ep_rs0ecx2HGRRARO3twDgcB3mfJjJfFIm0HSlF1CzfHG3lTrAp214O0AY3iJEsTv8SvoFaNlCQ1BZguQP_cRIiN7lq48CBgdQbT1_gHyy1FypqA2o_DrTp34N9cT8_ndAMoSu0DnXRR0NoY6uSRhKmczLFUu3%26sigh%3DuiaG_-4V1JfN4Iv6huUEoV_5WTk%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D83e1c178c649f2e0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D6x-Sl8qCq7fyOUwmlIuhz821DCk&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-5641785323124274149?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-28761383715775155112008-07-24T17:54:00.000-07:002008-07-25T18:36:33.771-07:00HeightsRemember a little bit ago we were at the campground? Well, it wasn't all bad. In fact, they had a super fantastico water slide that the big kids LOVED. You remember....where the lifeguard chain smoked while watching my children? Here they are at the top of the staircase waiting their turn--see them waving at me?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SIp9e5mszqI/AAAAAAAAAzs/AwTqlVOdnWs/s1600-h/BrittandBenOnSlide.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SIp9e5mszqI/AAAAAAAAAzs/AwTqlVOdnWs/s400/BrittandBenOnSlide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227128287329570466" border="0" /></a>Here's a better view of what that staircase was like. Um, yea. I don't do heights. But, in the spirit of motherhood and family fun, I tried it. I was pretty sure when the kids came running up behind me grabbing my arm excitedly to tell me about their last ride I was going to plummet to my death by falling between the cracks of the staircase. What? It could happen!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SIp-fWG9skI/AAAAAAAAAz0/p16uLTooPLY/s1600-h/BrittBenSlide.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SIp-fWG9skI/AAAAAAAAAz0/p16uLTooPLY/s400/BrittBenSlide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227129394492715586" border="0" /></a>And here are their cute little faces when they reached the bottom. And miraculously, no one plummeted.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SIp-6N6h9gI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Es3FGhN_sl0/s1600-h/BenOnSlide.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SIp-6N6h9gI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Es3FGhN_sl0/s400/BenOnSlide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227129856149550594" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SIp_avlvjLI/AAAAAAAAA0E/QKKfK6TmmoU/s1600-h/BrittSlide.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QwhcayishXU/SIp_avlvjLI/AAAAAAAAA0E/QKKfK6TmmoU/s400/BrittSlide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227130414944980146" border="0" /></a><br /><br />They also had a cedar lake. My husband, who is from NY, was all "Wha? Why is the water brown?" Apparently, he didn't grow up swimming in cedar lakes like me and was a bit put off...well, I can't really blame him. I didn't even go in. The kids loved it though. Here's a little video of all the big kids racing Dad into the water. 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Again.I found some more pictures on my camera that I forgot to post...you know, proud Mom and all that.<br /><br />Britton: Breaststroke<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BrittBreaststroke.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BrittBreaststroke.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Britton: Butterfly<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BrittyFly.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BrittyFly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ben: Breaststroke<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BennyBreaststroke.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BennyBreaststroke.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-623814886122135837?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-8969177316317829342008-07-19T09:53:00.000-07:002008-07-19T13:52:52.935-07:00The EndToday was the last swim meet of the season for my little swimmers. They did a great job and both girls have qualified for Championships. 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href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BryFree.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BryFree.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-896917731631782934?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-28472219228909037912008-07-13T18:36:00.000-07:002008-07-13T18:47:45.600-07:00Three For SundayI know. I know. It's supposed to be "Five for Friday". Well, life gets busy and this will be more fun. I promise.<br /><br />So, the husband and I took the big kids to a campground this weekend in South Jersey (Yes, there is a need to differentiate). Let's just say it was a bit, how shall I say this delicately....<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">hick</span>. Here's how I knew:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">1</span>. It seemed people had enough money for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">tattoos</span>, but not teeth.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">2.</span> The lifeguard on duty spent most of his time chain smoking...I'm pretty sure that would have been frowned upon by the American Red Cross who gave him his certification.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">3</span>. Last, but by no means the least, there was a wedding at this campground...at the banguet hall. We then saw the bride and groom proceed back to their Winnebago with a "<span style="font-style: italic;">Just Married</span>" sign hanging out front. Even the family dog celebrated with a glow in the dark blinking collar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-2847221922890903791?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-52926764864817045192008-07-11T12:18:00.001-07:002008-07-11T12:19:46.492-07:00BecauseIt's Friday. And Jessica and I are happy about it.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/SmileJess.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/SmileJess.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/100_0569.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/100_0569.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-5292676486481704519?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-25441889440607842422008-07-06T14:55:00.000-07:002008-07-07T10:17:52.678-07:00OverheardIn the back seat of the minivan where two toddlers sat:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jessica</span>: Stop yelling at me, Jacky!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jack: </span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Jessica: </span>Mom, he's yelling at my heart and now its broken.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/Carseats.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/Carseats.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />(Jessica was channeling a little Olivia Newton John by the way.)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-2544188944060784242?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-18353460924307124622008-07-06T09:51:00.000-07:002008-07-06T10:02:22.841-07:00Fourth of JulyWe had a great Fourth. Here are some shots of the kids at the parade.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/KiddiesFourth.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/KiddiesFourth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/KidsFourth.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/KidsFourth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />And of a little someone enjoying his slice of Fourth of July blueberry cake....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/JackyFourthCake.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/JackyFourthCake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-1835346092430712462?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-46968761621637661942008-07-04T15:53:00.000-07:002008-07-04T16:55:07.722-07:00Family Vacation: The SurfWhile on vacation last week (has it been a week? Sniff. Sniff.), my two oldest girls had the amazing opportunity to attend <a href="http://web.mac.com/nhcobx/HukilauSurfCamp/About.html">Hakilua Sur</a><a href="http://web.mac.com/nhcobx/HukilauSurfCamp/About.html">f Camp</a>, a ministry of my parent's church (<a href="http://www.nagsheadchurch.org/">Nags Head Church</a>). Both girls were able to spend three solid hours with one on one instruction and had the best time. And, they both got up to a stand and rode a wave! How cool is that???<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/GirlsFeelingtheWave.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/GirlsFeelingtheWave.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BrittAlmostUp.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BrittAlmostUp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BrittyFace.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BrittyFace.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BrittUP.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BryUP.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-4696876162163766194?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-90767252560020154722008-07-03T04:01:00.000-07:002008-07-03T06:07:56.670-07:00Family Vacation: The BeachThere are those among us who enjoy the beach, who can play for hours and explore and jump waves and be happy.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/DaddyJessBenJackyBeach.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/DaddyJessBenJackyBeach.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BenandJessie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BenandJessie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BrittonMuscles.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BrittonMuscles.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/TriciaJessBeach.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/TriciaJessBeach.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BenKite.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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The sand! The sand! Dread to the point dropping to the floor in pain and agony when they see their rash guard coming towards their blonde head. But, their Mom still makes them go.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/JackyLovintheBeach.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/JackyLovintheBeach.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/Jacknotlovin.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/Jacknotlovin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />*Some photos courtesy of <a href="http://nathanlawrensonphotography.blogspot.com/">Nate Lawrenson</a>*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-9076725256002015472?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-27160329229896519992008-06-30T10:06:00.000-07:002008-06-30T10:23:04.684-07:00Sneak PeekWow. Just wow. We had an amazing family vacation in the Outer Banks to celebrate my parent's 40th wedding anniversary. I have a ton of pictures to download and edit, but for now, here's a little sneak peek at our fun:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/PrenticeFam-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/PrenticeFam-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-2716032922989651999?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-40311717003477230242008-06-24T08:00:00.000-07:002008-06-24T08:00:01.417-07:00To Hair or not to HairMy eldest daughter feels neglected. She thinks I don't blog about her enough. As mentioned before, I told her this is a good thing. She doesn't shove M&amp;M's up her nose or rub her hands in her hair while eating ribs, so what's there to blog about? Well, her hair of course!<br /><br />So, a poll. <span style="font-style: italic;">Which do you like better?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">naturally curly:</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BryStraightHairBack-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BryStraightHairBack-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BryStraightHair-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BryStraightHair-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">straightened:</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BryStraightHairBack.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BryStraightHairBack.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BryStraightHair.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/BryStraightHair.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Her father, who passed on the curly hair, votes natural. Duh. I also vote natural, but for selfish reasons that include a half hour of my life being gained back from not having to be the straightener. Hmmm, what to do with that extra half hour? I could hit the spa for a massage! I could meet friends for coffee! I could go para sailing! Or, I know. I could read <a href="http://books.google.com/books?as_auth=Sandra+Boynton&amp;sa=X&amp;oi=print&amp;ct=title&amp;cad=author-navigational&amp;hl=en">Sarah Boynton books</a> to little people. Yea, I'll do that last one.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-4031171700347723024?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-1487263983750502892008-06-18T15:39:00.001-07:002008-06-19T11:51:46.771-07:00That's what friends are for...We were driving on our way to a practice of some sort and passed a house that had one of these...all set up and ready to go.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/combo1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/combo1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Jessica: </span> Mommy! Can we play there?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Me:</span> Nope, honey. We don't know them.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jessica:</span> Yes we do!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Me</span>: Oh, we do? What's their name?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jessica</span>: My Friend.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-148726398375050289?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-45134948224246450832008-06-17T18:11:00.000-07:002008-06-17T18:20:03.315-07:00MusingsI was in the kitchen. Jess was in the next room working with Playdoh. She wanted me to bring her a plastic knife to work with and so yelled:<br /><br />"I need a life!"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/JessTurnsThree.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/JessTurnsThree.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-4513494822424645083?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-86705319138698472442008-06-16T16:37:00.000-07:002008-06-16T17:56:18.390-07:00Mommy's Little Carnivore<object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7d131332c660680" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DpgAAAHfApvOOOB_WlESfHfM9b03e9bNdP9He_IlCutetA3CjAacExW9SVobntjAHFmfAh6gFU5Co9__30kCQB6z2jrqNDniMJlG5dzgFEgfDD6NhJ-5moilPghXYr8AUWgBOo-SYAG2_eNnexIjh384NcdpipdSDemOW1K_uNfRLWDJb7dTx3JUM005ut-fLQet5YinabHn5moK8lYRkUcc8JhR_vlLdPXtdepHZaSBlgQg-%26sigh%3DN9WBRTBO_bQb9jWYbYFJ2A_Vn00%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7d131332c660680%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DYem238JwuS7fzVS439nycIcrZNM&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><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%3DpgAAAHfApvOOOB_WlESfHfM9b03e9bNdP9He_IlCutetA3CjAacExW9SVobntjAHFmfAh6gFU5Co9__30kCQB6z2jrqNDniMJlG5dzgFEgfDD6NhJ-5moilPghXYr8AUWgBOo-SYAG2_eNnexIjh384NcdpipdSDemOW1K_uNfRLWDJb7dTx3JUM005ut-fLQet5YinabHn5moK8lYRkUcc8JhR_vlLdPXtdepHZaSBlgQg-%26sigh%3DN9WBRTBO_bQb9jWYbYFJ2A_Vn00%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;nogvlm=1&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7d131332c660680%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DYem238JwuS7fzVS439nycIcrZNM&amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-8670531913869847244?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-91673311065371226582008-06-15T17:00:00.001-07:002008-06-15T18:27:19.980-07:00Happy Father's Day!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b144/mscotti/000_0723.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b144/mscotti/000_0723.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I don't think I've ever met anyone else in my life who is more selfless than my dad. When I see men who must have their "toys" and golf days and boats and 'guy time'...it is so foreign. My dad had none of these. My dad's job is one of hard physical labor repairing over head cranes. Last year for the first time, I saw one of these cranes close up and personal. What? You climb on those? You walk around up there? I had no idea how daunting they looked up close. My point? My dad had a physically and mentally stressful job and yet came home expecting nothing like golf days or time to read the paper or time to play the latest video games. He just dove right into whatever we were doing...serving up dinner, changing diapers, getting bathes and pj's done, playing softball catch out back, folding laundry, rocking a fussy baby...all in his work boots. He showed all his children, humbly, without even knowing it what a servant leader looks like. My husband and I have a running joke when he won't drop everything to do my bidding...."I'm not your father." he says. It is true that my dad had been known to run to the store just so we could have sprinkles for our ice cream cones when we ran out, but much more than that. He put his family first and their needs and wants before his own. He still does. He is spending this Father's Day alone because <a href="http://cfhusband.blogspot.com/">his daughter's</a> well being and support is more important than his special day. That's just like my dad. Happy Father's Day, Dad! We love you!<br /><br /><br />To the Father of my children:<br />You are strong.<br />You are consistent.<br />You are loving.<br />You are fiercely loyal.<br />You are patient beyond measure.<br />You are a leader.<br />I love you.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/DaddyKissingJess.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/DaddyKissingJess.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-9167331106537122658?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-19790434449411136062008-06-10T16:36:00.000-07:002008-06-10T16:42:01.825-07:00A Request:For those of you who don't know, <a href="http://cfhusband.blogspot.com/">my sister Tricia</a> ,who received a double lung transplant a few months ago, is headed back to the hospital for a Pet Scan and a biopsy due to a growth on her lung. She and her husband Nathan attend Nags Head Church in NC and their Pastor (Nate's dad) has issued this request on <a href="http://cfhusband.blogspot.com/">Nate's blog</a>:<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'm pirating Nathan's blog for a short request since his readership is way more than mine.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">A great suggestion was made to his last post about dedicating the hours of 7-10AM EDST tomorrow, Wednesday, June 11 to pray specifically for Tricia's tests and her health. I've asked my church to join in and now am asking you to be a part of a huge breath of prayer ascending to the throne of God on her behalf.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">If you can and will find a quiet time during those three hours, please do so. I'm seeing to it that our church will be open for those who want to come here and pray as well, although your location isn't important. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Thanks for all the support you have given thus far. Their journey isn't over and you're needed again.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Rick Lawrenson</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-1979043444941113606?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572038923209330845.post-85124351257555577922008-06-09T17:40:00.000-07:002008-06-09T18:20:03.655-07:00It sure is HOT here!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/JessJune08.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/JessJune08.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/jackyboysweaty.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/jankprent/jackyboysweaty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572038923209330845-8512435125755557792?l=musingsfrommyminivan.blogspot.com'/></div>Janethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05377261092017975991noreply@blogger.com4