tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78552284649658312682008-05-30T23:26:12.871-05:00"My teacher's name is Mom!"2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comBlogger102125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-37123260979906188482008-05-29T15:38:00.003-05:002008-05-29T15:50:13.681-05:00Regal's Free Family Film Festival<a href="http://www.blogger.com/"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205902300079342338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/SD8Uj1OeQwI/AAAAAAAAA34/ekS5G7RqO7M/s320/img_freeFamilyFilmFestival.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />This is a great Freebie Find.<br /><br />Regal Entertainment Group is sponsoring their <a href="http://www.regmovies.com/nowshowing/freefamilyfilm.aspx">Free Family Film Festival</a> again this summer. That's right, free. G and PG rated family films will be available to view each Tuesday and Wednesday at 10:00a. Visit their <a href="http://www.regmovies.com/nowshowing/freefamilyfilm.aspx">website</a> to find theaters in your neighborhood that participate.2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-73758737928625545952008-05-22T00:08:00.005-05:002008-05-22T01:06:28.676-05:00With HopeSteven Curtis Chapman's daughter was killed on Wednesday due to a tragic family accident. My prayers are that God will bring them comfort and healing, as only He can.<br /><br />With Hope<br />by <a href="http://www.stevencurtischapman.com/">Steven Curtis Chapman</a><br /><br /><em>1 Thessalonians 4:13-14 and Hebrews 6:9, 10:23</em><br /><br />This is not at all how<br />We thought it was supposed to be<br />We had so many plans for you<br />We had so many dreams<br />And now you've gone away<br />And left us with the memories of your smile<br />And nothing we can say<br />And nothing we can do<br />Can take away the pain<br />The pain of losing you, but ...<br /><br />We can cry with hope<br />We can say goodbye with hope<br />'Cause we know our goodbye is not the end, oh no<br />And we can grieve with hope<br />'Cause we believe with hope<br />(There's a place by God's grace)<br />There's a place where we'll see your face again<br />We'll see your face again<br /><br />And never have I known<br />Anything so hard to understand<br />And never have I questioned more<br />The wisdom of God's plan<br />But through the cloud of tears<br />I see the Father's smile and say well done<br />And I imagine you<br />Where you wanted most to be<br />Seeing all your dreams come true<br />'Cause now you're home<br />And now you're free, and ...<br /><br />We have this hope as an anchor<br />'Cause we believe that everything<br />God promised us is true, so ...<br /><br />So we can cry with hope<br />And say goodbye with hope<br />We wait with hope<br />And we ache with hope<br />We hold on with hope<br />We let go with hope<br /><br /><center><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fhDDzbA8unA"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fhDDzbA8unA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object></center><br><br><br /><br />Cinderella<br />by Steven Curtis Chapman<br /><br />She spins and she sways to whatever song plays,<br />Without a care in the world.<br />And I'm sittin' here wearin' the weight of the world on my shoulders.<br />It's been a long day and there's still work to do,<br />She's pulling at me saying "Dad I need you!<br />There's a ball at the castle and I've been invited and I need to practice my dancin'"<br />"Oh please, daddy, please!"<br /><br />So I will dance with Cinderella<br />While she is here in my arms<br />'Cause I know something the prince never knew<br />Oh I will dance with Cinderella<br />I don't wanna miss even one song, <br />Cuz all to soon the clock will strike midnight <br />And she'll be gone<br /><br />She says he's a nice guy and I'd be impressed<br />She wants to know if I'd approve of a dress<br />She says "Dad, the prom is just one week away,<br />And I need to practice my dancin'"<br />"Oh please, daddy, please!"<br /><br />So I will dance with Cinderella<br />While she is here in my arms<br />'Cause I know something the prince never knew<br />Ohh-oh ohh-oh, I will dance with Cinderella<br />I don't wanna miss even one song, <br />Cuz all to soon the clock will strike midnight <br />And she'll be gone<br />She will be gone.<br /><br />Well, she came home today<br />With a ring on her hand<br />Just glowin' and tellin' us all they had planned<br />She says "Dad, the wedding's due six months away<br />And I need to practice my dancin'"<br />"Oh please, daddy please!"<br /><br />So I will dance with Cinderella<br />While she is here in my arms<br />'Cause I know something the prince never knew<br />Ohh-oh ohh-oh, I will dance with Cinderella<br />I don't wanna miss even one song, <br />(even one song) <br />Cuz all to soon the clock will strike midnight <br />And she'll be gone2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-31039493242170686312008-04-02T10:09:00.002-05:002008-04-02T10:13:46.308-05:00Wordless Wednesday - Windmill<div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"><a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/">WORDLESS WEDNESDAY</a></span></em></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R_OiMZr3QGI/AAAAAAAAA3w/lgWvdv3QSn0/s1600-h/IMAG0006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184665929970565218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R_OiMZr3QGI/AAAAAAAAA3w/lgWvdv3QSn0/s320/IMAG0006.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="font-size:78%;">Taken at the Fort Worth Zoo</span></em><br /><br /></div>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-23169396342013092912008-03-27T01:21:00.005-05:002008-03-27T01:26:35.026-05:00Wordless Wednesday - "Here kitty kitty..."<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/">Wordless Wednesday</a></span></strong></div><br />Either my boys looked like something fun to play with or tasty little snacks...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R-s9GZr3QDI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/cE96QRWlSWE/s1600-h/IMAG0008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182302976403259442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R-s9GZr3QDI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/cE96QRWlSWE/s320/IMAG0008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R-s9Gpr3QEI/AAAAAAAAA3g/bsO88rj_AD8/s1600-h/IMAG0009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182302980698226754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R-s9Gpr3QEI/AAAAAAAAA3g/bsO88rj_AD8/s320/IMAG0009.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R-s9G5r3QFI/AAAAAAAAA3o/BjZlze2TIes/s1600-h/IMAG0010.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182302984993194066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R-s9G5r3QFI/AAAAAAAAA3o/BjZlze2TIes/s320/IMAG0010.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div> </div>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-57744483755640336882008-03-17T23:40:00.003-05:002008-03-17T23:47:57.360-05:00His Bell<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"><strong>I KNOW WHO I AM</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am God's child (John 1:12)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am Christ's friend (John 15:15)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am united with the Lord(1 Cor. 6:17)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am bought with a price(1 Cor. 6:19-20)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am a saint (set apart for God). (Eph. 1:1)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am a personal witness of Christ. (Acts 1:8)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am the salt & light of the earth ( Matt.5:13-14)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am a member of the body of Christ(1 Cor 12:27)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am free forever from condemnation (Rom. 8: 1-2)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am a citizen of Heaven. I am significant (Phil.3:20)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am free from any charge against me (Rom. 8:31-34)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am a minister of reconciliation for God(2 Cor.5:17-21)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I have access to God through the Holy Spirit (Eph. 2:18)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am seated with Christ in the heavenly realms (Eph. 2:6)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I cannot be separated from the love of God( Rom.8:35-39)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am established, anointed, sealed by God (2 Cor.1:21-22)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am assured all things work together for good (Rom. 8: 28)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I have been chosen and appointed to bear fruit (John 15:16)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I may approach God with freedom and confidence (Eph. 3: 12)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me (Phil. 4:13)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am the branch of the true vine, a channel of His life (John 15: 1-5)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am God's temple (1 Cor. 3: 16). I am complete in Christ (Col. 2: 10)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am hidden with Christ in God (Col. 3:3). I have been justified (Romans5:1)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am God's co-worker (1 Cor. 3:9; 2 Cor 6:1). I am God's workmanship(Eph.2:10)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I am confident that the good works God has begun in me will be perfected.(Phil 1: 5)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I have been redeemed and forgiven (Col. 1:14). I have been adopted as God's child(Eph 1:5)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I belong to God</span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Do you know</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">who you are?</span></strong>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-71748778916731077782008-03-13T17:59:00.004-05:002008-03-13T18:12:46.748-05:00Water Moccasin<p align="center"><object height="373" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_L6ieeYLew0&rel=0&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1&hl=en"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_L6ieeYLew0&rel=0&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01&border=1&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"></embed></object></p><p align="center">That was my baby brother. He noticed a water moccasin sun bathing at one of his favorite fishing spots and decided he'd go touch it. Why? I'll never know...</p>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-241874605594530862008-03-13T01:18:00.001-05:002008-03-13T01:42:49.153-05:00Thursday Thirteen - Sounds That Bring Me Joy<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"><a href="http://www.thursdaythirteen.com/">Thursday 13</a></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong>Thirteen Sounds That Bring Me Joy</strong></div><ol><br /><li>rain</li><li>wind chimes</li><li>my boys in idle conversation</li><li>loved ones laughing</li><li>my lab's hefty grunt as he flops down at my feet</li><li>the garage door alerting me that my husband is home</li><li>my Nannie whistling her favorite tunes to the radio</li><li>fire log crackling</li><li>my oldest vacuuming</li><li>music from an ice cream truck</li><li>my husband sighing as he sleeps</li><li>children at the playground</li><li>my youngest reading aloud</li></ol>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-15040094093161913342008-03-12T12:16:00.007-05:002008-03-12T12:38:23.504-05:00Wordless Wednesday - Putty Face<div align="center"><a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;">Wordless Wednesday</span></strong> </a></div><div align="center"><br />My oldest's photo art. He did this using <a href="http://www.miniclip.com/games/putty-face/en/">Putty Face</a>. </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center">before</div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9gR5JBbxFI/AAAAAAAAA3I/pC-cc9k6IG4/s1600-h/Pose+Number+048.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176907445034533970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9gR5JBbxFI/AAAAAAAAA3I/pC-cc9k6IG4/s320/Pose+Number+048.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>after<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9gR5pBbxGI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/cLI2iA4giOw/s1600-h/Adam+and+Jenn.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176907453624468578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9gR5pBbxGI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/cLI2iA4giOw/s320/Adam+and+Jenn.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-6121198187026521972008-03-06T16:39:00.001-06:002008-03-06T16:41:26.299-06:00It's snowing in Texas!<p align="center"><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAud8lzyEuE"><br /> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DAud8lzyEuE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed> </object></p><p align="center">Taken from my front porch about and hour ago. We've got about 4 inches now. Woo Hoo!</p>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-7773489009627064732008-03-06T13:34:00.005-06:002008-03-06T13:50:23.576-06:00Thursday Thirteen - Lullaby Land<p align="center"><a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com/"><img src="http://lh4.google.com/2boys2teach/RudpcyRlyBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/mtmTXcX-A_o/s400/thursdaybanner12.png" /></a></p><div align="center"><br /><strong>13 Pics of My Boys Sleeping</span></strong></div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BJ6vK2WTI/AAAAAAAAA3A/Ql7QSF9DvdM/s1600-h/newborn.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174717245291911474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BJ6vK2WTI/AAAAAAAAA3A/Ql7QSF9DvdM/s320/newborn.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIhfK2WQI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ijvOqEoTUvs/s1600-h/boys+sleeping+(10).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174715711988586754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIhfK2WQI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ijvOqEoTUvs/s320/boys+sleeping+(10).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIivK2WRI/AAAAAAAAA2w/oVFlHu-lEZs/s1600-h/boys+sleeping+(11).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174715733463423250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIivK2WRI/AAAAAAAAA2w/oVFlHu-lEZs/s320/boys+sleeping+(11).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIi_K2WSI/AAAAAAAAA24/Pft6DaA8LWg/s1600-h/boys+sleeping+(12).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174715737758390562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIi_K2WSI/AAAAAAAAA24/Pft6DaA8LWg/s320/boys+sleeping+(12).jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIO_K2WLI/AAAAAAAAA2A/bAcyjcQwDTs/s1600-h/boys+sleeping+(5).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174715394161006770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIO_K2WLI/AAAAAAAAA2A/bAcyjcQwDTs/s320/boys+sleeping+(5).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIPvK2WMI/AAAAAAAAA2I/FQvDmz6t2-c/s1600-h/boys+sleeping+(6).jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIQfK2WNI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/OwBQMP8qNZI/s1600-h/boys+sleeping+(7).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174715419930810578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIQfK2WNI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/OwBQMP8qNZI/s320/boys+sleeping+(7).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIQ_K2WOI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/GH88aB_HNvc/s1600-h/boys+sleeping+(8).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174715428520745186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIQ_K2WOI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/GH88aB_HNvc/s320/boys+sleeping+(8).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIRPK2WPI/AAAAAAAAA2g/tXZUNHcKzNY/s1600-h/boys+sleeping+(9).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174715432815712498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BIRPK2WPI/AAAAAAAAA2g/tXZUNHcKzNY/s320/boys+sleeping+(9).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BH5vK2WGI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/CIvkKyBl7Ng/s1600-h/boys+sleeping.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174715029088786530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BH5vK2WGI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/CIvkKyBl7Ng/s320/boys+sleeping.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BH6fK2WHI/AAAAAAAAA1g/YAk4ZHwNQaw/s1600-h/boys+sleeping+(1).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174715041973688434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BH6fK2WHI/AAAAAAAAA1g/YAk4ZHwNQaw/s320/boys+sleeping+(1).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BH6fK2WII/AAAAAAAAA1o/7lZH9GtfJ8c/s1600-h/boys+sleeping+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174715041973688450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BH6fK2WII/AAAAAAAAA1o/7lZH9GtfJ8c/s320/boys+sleeping+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BH6_K2WJI/AAAAAAAAA1w/GaLjMEJJLBk/s1600-h/boys+sleeping+(3).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174715050563623058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BH6_K2WJI/AAAAAAAAA1w/GaLjMEJJLBk/s320/boys+sleeping+(3).JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BH7fK2WKI/AAAAAAAAA14/PtumW48uuaM/s1600-h/boys+sleeping+(4).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174715059153557666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R9BH7fK2WKI/AAAAAAAAA14/PtumW48uuaM/s320/boys+sleeping+(4).JPG" border="0" /></a>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-20121943834075377062008-03-05T10:34:00.005-06:002008-03-05T10:42:11.318-06:00Wordless Wednesday - Swimming Elephant<p align="center"><a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Wordless Wednesday" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h205/jlcook620/link%20buttons/e907029d.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R87MPfK2WFI/AAAAAAAAA00/zjwci0rX79Y/s1600-h/swimmyeliphant.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174297588332386386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R87MPfK2WFI/AAAAAAAAA00/zjwci0rX79Y/s320/swimmyeliphant.jpg" border="0" /></a> "...with God all things are possible." Matthew 19:26</p>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-8491979440733865522008-02-27T15:33:00.006-06:002008-02-28T09:32:01.829-06:00Thursday Thirteen - Favorite Quotes<p align="center"><a href="http://www.thursdaythirteen.com/"><img src="http://lh6.google.com/2boys2teach/Rs2u0ukacwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rtfJzc_PYmo/s400/tt13.gif" /></a></p><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>13 Favorite Quotes</strong> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /> </div></span><p>1. "I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but my Me." - Jesus Christ (John 14:6 KJV)</p><p>2. "Mothers of little boys work from son up to son down." - unknown</p><p>3. "The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain." - Dolly Parton</p><p>4. "Be sure you put your feet in the right place, then stand firm." - Abraham Lincoln</p><p>5. "If we ever forget that we are One Nation Under God, then we will be a nation gone under." - Ronald Reagan</p><p>6. "Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless." - Mother Teresa</p><p>7. "You have to accept whatever comes and the only important thing is that you meet it with courage, and with the best you have to give." - Eleanor Roosevelt</p><p>8. "When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left and could say, <em>I used everything you gave me</em>." - Erma Bombeck</p><p>9. "Take my heart and make it your dwelling place so that everyone I touch will be touched by You!" - Alice Joyce Davidson</p><p>10. "Optimism is the faith that leads to achievement. Nothing can be done without hope and confidence." - Helen Keller</p><p>11. "A child who is allowed to be disrespectful to his parents will not have true respect for anyone." - Billy Graham</p><p>12. "Courage is being scared to death... and saddling up anyway." - John Wayne</p><p>13. "Laugh it up, Fuzzball" - Harrison Ford as Han Solo </p>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-35978019896827077152008-02-20T14:45:00.001-06:002008-02-20T22:52:29.054-06:00Thursday 13 - Church Signs<p align="center"><a href="http://www.thursdaythirteen.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Thursday 13" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h205/jlcook620/Thursday%20Thirteen/ttbanner4.gif" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><strong>Words of inspiration from church signs</strong><br /></p><ol><li><div align="left">If someone is without a smile, give them yours.</div></li><li><div align="left">It wasn't the apple. It was the pair.</div></li><li><div align="left">Since Christ died for us, can we do less than to live for Him.</div></li><li><div align="left">Is the Son in <em>your</em> eye?</div></li><li><div align="left">Judging others leaves no time to love them.</div></li><li><div align="left">1 cross + 3 nails = 4 given</div></li><li><div align="left">O Lord, our hearts are restless until they rest in You.</div></li><li><div align="left">Jesus is the Rock that doesn't roll.</div></li><li><div align="left">Be ye fishers of men. You catch them. God will clean them.</div></li><li><div align="left">Wal*Mart isn't the only saving place in town.</div></li><li><div align="left">Have the last words ... "I'm sorry"</div></li><li><div align="left">Be the change you want to see in people.</div></li><li><div align="left">Free trip to heaven. Details <a href="http://www.awana.org/about/default.aspx?id=27">inside</a>.</div></li></ol>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-90670685704892013202008-02-20T14:06:00.004-06:002008-02-20T14:15:47.271-06:00Wordless Wednesday - Tuckered Out<a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169157435918459538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R7yJTPP9IpI/AAAAAAAAAz8/gz_Lb8yaYa4/s320/Wordless+Wednesday+-+animated.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R7yJQPP9IoI/AAAAAAAAAz0/8M8x2QgYVJE/s1600-h/75180011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169157384378851970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/R7yJQPP9IoI/AAAAAAAAAz0/8M8x2QgYVJE/s320/75180011.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I found this treasure after developing an old roll of 35mm film that I've had stashed away in a drawer. This is my youngest at age 2. He's almost 10 now.2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-35014650769138984992007-11-30T00:07:00.001-06:002008-02-20T14:33:17.211-06:00Kill 'em with kindnessYesterday, my youngest was having a difficult day with is older brother. He came to me in private and asked what he could do to help things get better. I gave him the old "kill 'em with kindness" speech. In the end he replied, "So, if he punches me, I'm supposed to give him a cupcake?"<br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://s65.photobucket.com/albums/h205/jlcook620/?action=view&current=cupcake.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h205/jlcook620/cupcake.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-17917340744172797162007-11-14T15:05:00.001-06:002008-02-20T14:35:38.247-06:00Thursday Thirteen - Oldest's Journal Entries<p align="center"><a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Click here to visit Thursday Thirteen" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h205/jlcook620/Thursday%20Thirteen/thursdaybanner16.png" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><br />Thirteen of my oldest son's journal entries from days gone by.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132819671902601730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RztwS_fkQgI/AAAAAAAAAso/MSnHMY5D8-o/s320/IMAG0002.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />While pulling a box down from the top shelf of a closet, two spiral bound notebooks fell at my feet. They were my oldest son's creative writing journals from 1st grade. We spent the morning piled on his bed and enjoyed reading his past thoughts. I have quoted his words, spelling and punctuation exactly. I've deciphered some words for you.<br /><br />1. "When I grow up I want to be a soger" (soldier)<br /><br />2. "If I could fly I would fly to Pitzze (pizza) hutt"<br /><br />3. "I like Thaksgiving because you get ham"<br /><br />4. "If I could have any pet it would be a sqerpeon (scorpion) that would eat othr bugs"<br /><br />5. "In the fall...livs (leaves) fall."<br /><br />6. "on Halloween I go to church wich has a pumpkin pach evre year with games. 20030 games in ther. And cande."<br /><br />7. "If I was a gingerbread boy I wold have a brocan (broken) leg. I wold not taste good. I wold be old and stinck"<br /><br />8. "If my family got to fly to the White House I cut it in haf candes would come out."<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Did he think it was a pinata?</span><br /><br />9. "Its inportant to keep my room clean because my mom told me to. she will kill me."<br /><br />10. "If I could do anything it would be traceform (transform) my house into a arcade I would have games all over the place."<br /><br />11. "Reading is fun because you read to learn"<br /><span style="font-size:78%;">YES!</span><br /><br />12. "If I lived in a bubble I would bounce all over the place evry day I would blow to make it biger."<br /><br />13. My favorite plant is a venus fly trap<br />it is cool!<br />bad trap<br />kill trap<br />so so bad<br />so good at traping<br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://s65.photobucket.com/albums/h205/jlcook620/?action=view&current=venus-fly-trap.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h205/jlcook620/venus-fly-trap.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-40599268896297183522007-11-14T10:30:00.000-06:002007-11-14T10:46:15.472-06:00Wordless Wednesday - Six Flags 2007<p align="center"><a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Click here to visit Wordless Wednesday" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h205/jlcook620/link%20buttons/wordlessbutton.gif" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center">A follow up to <a href="http://2boys2teach.blogspot.com/2007/09/wordless-wednesday-9.html">Wordless Wednesday - 9</a> </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">With my youngest on our way up to the first drop on the <a href="http://www.sixflags.com/overTexas/Rides/Titan.aspx">Titan</a>.</div><div align="center">"Hurry up, Mom! We're almost there!"</div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzsjjvfkQdI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/NdRBlpkmeXM/s1600-h/Six+Flags+-+September+2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132735297270071762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzsjjvfkQdI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/NdRBlpkmeXM/s320/Six+Flags+-+September+2007.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>With my oldest while briefly stopped atop the <a href="http://www.sixflags.com/overTexas/rides/TexasGiant.aspx">Texas Giant<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132735301565039074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/Rzsjj_fkQeI/AAAAAAAAAsY/9yWxJ3kF1zQ/s320/Six+Flags+-+September+2007+(1).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-84192949773452473582007-11-13T02:53:00.001-06:002008-02-20T14:49:10.337-06:00Bring It All TogetherGod sends me peace when I listen to this ... and hope. I love you, Sis!<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Bring It All Together</strong><br /><br />I hear you say<br />That you can't go on<br />Cause you had it all and watched it fall away<br />You feel betrayed<br />Cause everything's gone wrong<br />Can't find the strength to hope for a better day<br />We may not understand the reasons<br /><span style="color:#000000;">But I know His promise will never change</span><br /><br />(Chorus)<br /><span style="color:#000000;">He's gonna take your pain</span><br />He's gonna take your doubt<br />He's gonna bring it all together, bring it all together<br />Gonna make you happy<br />He's gonna make you laugh out loud<br />He's gonna bring it all together<br />Bring it all together for good<br /><br />You say you're livin your life<br />Doing the best you can<br />Wondering if the struggle means anything<br />If you realized that it's in His hands<br />You'll find the peace that sweet surrender brings<br />Well, we may not understand the reasons<br />But I know His promise will never change<br /><br />He's gonna take your pain<br />He's gonna take your doubt<br />He's gonna bring it all together,<br />Bring it all together<br />Gonna make you happy<br />He's gonna make you laugh out loud<br />He's gonna bring it all together<br />Bring it all together for good<br /><br />I know there will come a day of healing<br />Then We will see the master plan<br />We will celebrate His faithfulness<br />And we'll sing (sing) and we'll shout (shout)<br />Praise His name<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">- Natalie Grant</span></em>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-32382514394443873492007-11-11T14:30:00.000-06:002007-11-18T00:03:44.065-06:00Happy Veteran's Day!<div align="center">Today's post is dedicated to my grandfather.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134056108959432354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/Rz_U1GdzfqI/AAAAAAAAAww/hIYpRwKlBc0/s320/Forever_in_our_Hearts+-+safe.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="left">The following is an excerpt from his memoirs that he left behind. I wanted to share a few moments from his time in France during World War II.</div><div align="left"><br /><em>"I got into two arguments with tanks while we were in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paroy,_Seine-et-Marne"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Paroy</span></a> and, sad to say, I lost both.</em></div><div align="left"><br />The first experience was with an <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M18_Hellcat">American tank destroyer</a> (TD). There was a German tank behind a small building in front of our company line. Two of our tanks were swapping shells with it but nobody seemed to be doing any damage. Two TD’s moved into the area and started firing AP (armor piercing) rounds through the building. Their visibility was not good but they forced to German tank to move back. Unfortunately, our tanks moved in and the fire from the TD’s was now hitting around them.</div><div align="left"><br />I tried to get the TD commander on the radio but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">couldn't</span> so I ran back to make visual contact and stop his firing. About the time I was even with the muzzle of his 3 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">incher</span>, he fired. My forward progress stopped and I went sideways. This got his attention, we swapped information and he ceased fire. It seemed like days before my ears quit ringing and I lost a least part my hearing from that muzzle blast.</div><div align="left"><br />My second experience was with a German tank. One of my duties during firefights was to patrol areas behind the rifle platoons to keep anyone from taking a vacation while the fighting was going on. I had just met such a want-to-be vacationer and was taking him back to his platoon when we walked straight into the muzzle of a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/88_mm_gun">German 88</a>. </div><div align="left"><br />I hit the ground and my companion ran. The German fired and I was lifted off the ground by the concussion and slammed back down by the shrapnel hitting the radio on my back. My companion took 43 pieces of shrapnel (according to a letter someone got from him while he was in an English hospital). I don’t think he ever came back to the outfit.</div><div align="left"><br />My radio (an <a href="http://www.scr300.org/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">SCR</span> 300 portable FM</a>) was shredded. One hole was big enough to put half of your hand in it. Fortunately it was the radio that absorbed the shrapnel, not my back.<br />The rest of our visit to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Paroy</span> was routine. We shot at them. They shot at us. We were in the forest about two weeks. We paid for that mile of ground several times over.</div><div align="left"><br />After we got through <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Paroy</span> it was raining and miserable cold. I woke up one night feeling seasick from the motion of my bedding. I raised up on one elbow and found out what caused the motion. I was floating. I had put my shelter-half (the canvas from a pup-tent) underneath my blankets as a shield from the cold ground and the water running into my foxhole lifted me off the ground. When I raised up, my elbow pushed the bedding under the water and soaked part of my clothing.</div><div align="left"><br />I was now wet and cold, but I was better off than others. I got out of the foxhole and its watery bottom to go look for something better. Nearby I saw the first sergeant sitting in a shell hole with water up over his ankles. No cover from the rain at all. He looked so miserable that I quit my gripping and turned away so I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">wouldn</span>’t see him and be reminded that it could get worse.</div><div align="left"><br />We were pulled off the line after <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Paroy</span> for replacements and retraining, then on to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Embermenil</span>.</div><div align="left"><br />Somewhere we got caught with our pants down. We were crossing a corn field between two wooded areas and the Germans waited until most of the Company was in the open area before they opened up. They pinned down the whole Company. I had been back at battalion getting some replacement hand-held radios (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">SCR</span> 536’s) and was at a higher elevation in the rear.</div><div align="left"><br />We were told to lay low until the tanks arrived and then we could move against the Germans. I found a wide spread of cornstalks and thought that would be good cover<br />(concealment yes, cover no). I put my radios down, stretched out on my back, lit a cigarette, and enjoyed the view of the sky, blue with a few clouds moving lazily away from us.<br />I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">didn</span>’t notice the lack of a breeze until the bullet hit near my face. My cigarette smoke had been going straight up and some German used the smoke to sight in on me.<em><br /></div><div align="left">I knew that smoking was bad for your health and now I had absolute proof. Luckily for me, he missed. The dirt that the bullet threw up left red marks on my face but no broken skin.<br />Eventually the tanks arrived and threw enough fire into the woods that the German troop abandoned their positions and we moved forward." - B.J. Larson</em><br /></div><div align="center">Orphaned, my grandfather enlisted in the Army at age 16.<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/Rzdm8j03lxI/AAAAAAAAAr4/ds1orDpVojo/s1600-h/Dear_Ole_Dad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131683491007141650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/Rzdm8j03lxI/AAAAAAAAAr4/ds1orDpVojo/s320/Dear_Ole_Dad.jpg" border="0" /></a> Being awarded the Bronze Star<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/Rzdm8z03lyI/AAAAAAAAAsA/dU2dfbWF2h8/s1600-h/Bronze_Star.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131683495302108962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/Rzdm8z03lyI/AAAAAAAAAsA/dU2dfbWF2h8/s320/Bronze_Star.jpg" border="0" /></a> My beloved grandfather, AKA Pop<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/Rz_VR2dzfrI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Dv55uyKP0F4/s1600-h/veteran%27s+day+post+-+safe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134056602880671410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/Rz_VR2dzfrI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Dv55uyKP0F4/s320/veteran%27s+day+post+-+safe.jpg" border="0" /></a> Forever In Our Hearts</div>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-86043903224540920172007-11-10T01:00:00.000-06:002007-11-18T00:16:19.383-06:00Good to the last drop!<div align="center">For my boys, soda is a once a week treat. They're allowed one 12 oz. can of soda on Friday's ... only!<br /><br />My husband wouldn't get home from work until after 10:00p last night and the boys waited for him to come home with Arby's for a late night snack. *mmm* He instructed them to get themselves something to drink.<br /><br />Well, my oldest came from the kitchen with a glass of ice water *good choice* but, my youngest came out with a big cheesy grin on his face (and he has a huge grin) and an ice cold can of Caffeine Free Diet Coke.<br /><br />Thinking that it was too late at night to be drinking soda, the first thing I said was, "I don't think so!"<br /><br />"But Mom ... it's Friday! It's diet. It's caffeine free."<br /><br />How could I argue that?<br /><br />He wasn't able to finish it all during his snack and I caught him trying to put it next to his bed where he usually keeps a glass of water during the night. He had even transferred it from the can to a less conspicuous glass. I drew the line there.<br /><br />The last time I made notice of the issue, he was in the kitchen trying to finish it all before heading off to bed.<br /><br />After he'd already been around the block or two in Dream Land, I opened the fridge and found this ...<br /></div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/Rz_YSGdzfsI/AAAAAAAAAxI/oBx97MyoC7w/s1600-h/soda+fridge+-+safe.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134059905710522050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/Rz_YSGdzfsI/AAAAAAAAAxI/oBx97MyoC7w/s320/soda+fridge+-+safe.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a> Yep, that's right! He stuck a Post-It note on it with his name clearly written on it!<br /><br /></p><p></p><p align="center">Here's what he'll find when he goes looking for it in the morning.<br /></p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/Rz_YSGdzftI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/xtu1glWa9hE/s1600-h/soda+can+-+safe.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134059905710522066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/Rz_YSGdzftI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/xtu1glWa9hE/s320/soda+can+-+safe.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><p align="left">By the way, the light bulb in my fridge went out today. I had to use his <a href="http://2boys2teach.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-out-numberedand-love-it.html">new flashlight</a> that's mounted on the end of his airsoft gun to get these shots. He'll get a kick out of that!</p>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-10236980577736509772007-11-09T23:45:00.000-06:002007-11-10T01:34:25.490-06:00I'm out numbered...and love it!We're having quite a warm fall this year. The high temps for this week are expected to reach near 90. Ick!<br /><br />However, this makes for more opportunities for my boys to have some Daddy time outdoors before it gets too cold. Their new hobby is airsoft guns. My husband was off yesterday and planned to take the boys out into the woods to shoot it up. My youngest was very excited. His Daddy had just purchased a new airsoft gun, which meant that he would be handed down Daddy's not so old one.<br /><br />Perfect plan for me! I was <strong>not</strong> going to turn down a few hours of Mommy time indoors w/ no boys. Not long after sending off my heavily armed and well padded mini squadron, I quickly found myself, not doing laundry or dishes, but in the middle of my bed, with <em>all</em> the covers and <em>all </em>the pillows ready to enjoy a nap.<br /><br />I woke up around 7:15p to an empty and very dark house. I knew that the boys would be home soon. After all, it was after sunset and thought surely they can't enjoy airsoft wars in the dark.<br />I rolled out of bed and stumbled down the hall as I wiped sleep from my eyes. There wasn't a light to be seen or a sound to be heard until...<br /><br />I turned the corner at the end of the hall and found myself ambushed! There were my boys (all three of them) waiting patiently and quietly for Mom to walk into their trap. The only thing I could see was the three very bright red laser lights aimed at my legs and feet.<br /><br />No wonder they weren't home before sunset! Those boogers trotted themselves on over to <a href="http://www.cheaperthandirt.com/">Cheaper Than Dirt</a> and bought laser sights and flashlight mounts for their airsoft guns.<br /><br />All I could say was, "No shooting in the house."<br /><br />I love my boys!<br /><br />Previous Airsoft Posts:<br /><a href="http://2boys2teach.blogspot.com/2007/06/gears-of-war-writting-assignment.html">Youngest's Writing Assignment</a><br /><a href="http://2boys2teach.blogspot.com/2007/06/air-soft-war-writting-assignment.html">Oldest's Writing Assignment</a>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-67661954082878992222007-11-09T15:32:00.001-06:002007-11-09T16:11:19.602-06:00Show and Tell Friday - New Willow Tree Figures<p align="center"><a href="http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Canadagirl/Show%2Band%2BTell%2BFriday/" target="_blank"><img alt="Click here to visit Canadagirl's Show & Tell Friday" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h205/jlcook620/link%20buttons/fridaysntcanadagirl.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">I'm completely in love with the <a href="http://www.demdaco.com/willowtree.aspx">Demdaco Willow Tree</a> figurine collection! I'm in awe at how well the artist, <a href="http://www.willowtree.info/artist.html">Susan Lordi</a>, has captured emotion from figures that have no faces. The little brown haired boys resemble my two boys so much! I've been collecting them for a couple of years.</p><p align="center">My husband recently bought me two that were on my wish list while at Lifeway last week. They're my 1st Show & Tell Friday, enjoy!</p><p align="center">Mother and Son</p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzTX3D03lrI/AAAAAAAAAqs/hprTv_xmy7o/s1600-h/189922399877.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130963216401667762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzTX3D03lrI/AAAAAAAAAqs/hprTv_xmy7o/s320/189922399877.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">Father and Son </p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzTX3D03lsI/AAAAAAAAAq0/589m98ylfkI/s1600-h/189922467461.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130963216401667778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzTX3D03lsI/AAAAAAAAAq0/589m98ylfkI/s320/189922467461.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></p>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-18076113023421330662007-11-07T09:45:00.000-06:002007-11-07T09:47:17.295-06:00Mom Blogger Quiz<p align="center"><a title="The Mom Blogger Quiz" href="http://www.mamablogga.com/quiz/"><img alt="The mom blogger quiz from MamaBlogga" src="http://i192.photobucket.com/albums/z41/MamaBlogga/momblogger.png" /></p><div align="center"><br />Take the Mom Blogger quiz!</a></div>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-49033335967080508092007-11-07T09:17:00.001-06:002007-11-07T09:39:14.588-06:00Wordless Wednesday - a quiet place to read<p align="center"><a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Click here to visit Wordless Wednesday" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h205/jlcook620/link%20buttons/wordlessbutton.gif" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzHZVos8tZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/gmBKJykcUrc/s1600-h/5-14-07+(1).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130120416278132114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzHZVos8tZI/AAAAAAAAAqk/gmBKJykcUrc/s320/5-14-07+(1).JPG" border="0" /></a> </p>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7855228464965831268.post-3633830900236290442007-11-06T09:58:00.000-06:002007-11-06T13:39:55.098-06:00Tackle It Tuesday<center><a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/category/blogging/meme/tackle-it-tuesday/" target="_blank"><img title="Tackle It Tuesday Meme" alt="Tackle It Tuesday Meme" src="http://i89.photobucket.com/albums/k210/5m4m/tackle.gif" /></a></center><br /><center></center><br /><center>This week's tackle was to clean out and organize my medicine cabinet,</center><br /><center></center><br /><p align="center">Before, everything had to be taken out<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzDBK4s8tTI/AAAAAAAAAp0/osH5N3LSA6g/s1600-h/cabinet+left+before.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129812368338761010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzDBK4s8tTI/AAAAAAAAAp0/osH5N3LSA6g/s320/cabinet+left+before.jpg" border="0" /></a>just to find what was needed.<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzDBLIs8tUI/AAAAAAAAAp8/BSxXwduXH78/s1600-h/cabinet+right+before.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129812372633728322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzDBLIs8tUI/AAAAAAAAAp8/BSxXwduXH78/s320/cabinet+right+before.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />After, meds are placed in labled tubs<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzCYMIs8tMI/AAAAAAAAAo8/AMLF0eOf5EM/s1600-h/cabinet+left+after.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129767309836858562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzCYMIs8tMI/AAAAAAAAAo8/AMLF0eOf5EM/s320/cabinet+left+after.jpg" border="0" /></a> and easy to access.<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzCYMYs8tNI/AAAAAAAAApE/yhtQvHPuTQw/s1600-h/cabinet+right+after.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129767314131825874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzCYMYs8tNI/AAAAAAAAApE/yhtQvHPuTQw/s320/cabinet+right+after.jpg" border="0" /></a> My First Aid Kit,</p><p align="center">Before<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzCYMos8tOI/AAAAAAAAApM/jOkeKVD70nA/s1600-h/first+aid+before.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129767318426793186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzCYMos8tOI/AAAAAAAAApM/jOkeKVD70nA/s320/first+aid+before.jpg" border="0" /></a> After<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzCYNIs8tPI/AAAAAAAAApU/iw18T84Z1yo/s1600-h/first+aid+after+-+inside.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129767327016727794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzCYNIs8tPI/AAAAAAAAApU/iw18T84Z1yo/s320/first+aid+after+-+inside.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzCYNYs8tQI/AAAAAAAAApc/mlcWON5DtDo/s1600-h/first+aid+after+-+outside.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129767331311695106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzCYNYs8tQI/AAAAAAAAApc/mlcWON5DtDo/s320/first+aid+after+-+outside.jpg" border="0" /></a> and my paper towel holder.</p><p align="center"><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzCXhYs8tLI/AAAAAAAAAo0/3WDS8e1Uyp0/s1600-h/first+aid+after+-+outside.jpg"></a>Before<br /></p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzDCTos8tVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/jTsuwBS1LvE/s1600-h/paper+towel+before.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129813618174244178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzDCTos8tVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/jTsuwBS1LvE/s320/paper+towel+before.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a> After<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzDCTos8tWI/AAAAAAAAAqM/klKXo6y2bSI/s1600-h/paper+towel+after.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129813618174244194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__yh5XbOcLnM/RzDCTos8tWI/AAAAAAAAAqM/klKXo6y2bSI/s320/paper+towel+after.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>2boys2teachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06343314619682420087noreply@blogger.com