<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282</id><updated>2012-01-26T15:40:10.121-08:00</updated><category term='Caregiving'/><category term='Menu'/><category term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><category term='Nature Walk'/><category term='Quiche'/><category term='Joel Wedding'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Dessert'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Fish'/><category term='Herring'/><category term='yearly pictures'/><category term='Madi'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='I'/><category term='Scripture'/><title type='text'>Roots...Wings &amp; Madi Moments</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>201</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-815185324402574657</id><published>2011-07-20T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T22:52:35.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday cont.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Training Day Part 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I said in the end of my previous post I am going to jump right in and recap some of our day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our first training moment came pretty much when I expected it...as soon as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi (almost 4 years old)&lt;/span&gt; got out of bed! :) First, I think mornings can be tough for all ages...mommies too! I don't particularly feel like always being happy and polite first thing in the morning. But, starting off the day grumpy is NO GOOD either, so we shoot for the positive. We are fortunate to get to stay home most of the time so I rarely have have to wake &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; up. I love being able to let her sleep until she wakes up on her own and I feel like she is happier that way (I am sure we will have a real "wake-up call" Kindergarten year!). Most mornings she comes into my room and crawls up in bed with me and we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kindof&lt;/span&gt; ease into our day. One of the mommy issues I have have been working on is trying to get up and ready before her so that I can feel a little more prepared for the day. I feel like this is going to be even more important once baby #2 arrives. So this morning, I had made it as far as the shower when she came into the room. Sometimes, just being too cheerful (or someone else getting too much attention) can make (anyone) grumpy, so I just went for a good morning and asked her if she she wanted to go ahead and get her shower with me. She did, but of course her first instinct is to be fussy, whiny and want it to be all about her. I am fighting it at this point because while I want to excuse all of it and just say "she is tired, she wants to be held, maybe she is hungry" etc. etc. I also am remembering that one of my goals is to reinforce that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fussing&lt;/span&gt; and whining does not get you what you want. I tried not to make too big a deal of anything, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;calmly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;instructed&lt;/span&gt; her that I would address whatever when she did not whine. We have been over this before and this morning she seemed to get it pretty quick and would almost immediately start talking to me in a normal tone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out of the shower she of course wants to have my full attention immediately, but I give her a towel and ask her to wait till I can get dressed to help her. Daddy comes in and is getting ready to leave for work offers to carry her to her room to get dressed. "I want mommy!"she whines. This warms my heart :), but is completely unnecessary and I feel like it is part of her overall desire to control me and the situation so I just tell her to let daddy carry her and I will be there. She complies and sweetly lays her head on daddy's shoulder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A short time later daddy is getting ready to leave and I tell her to tell daddy goodbye. Again, she does not want to. I realize this is not a life/death issue, BUT is part of an ongoing attitude I have noticed with her. She wants your attention when she wants it, but if it wasn't her idea or she thinks it's what you want...well then, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of times she wants the opposite. AND one of my goals is teaching her to be polite and I don't feel like I can let her by with it. I have to get a little more stern with her and tell her to go catch daddy at the door and tell him bye. Again, she complies pretty quick and goes running. SHEW! All this before breakfast!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; wants a drink (and is cold and wants me to read to her :) and I want to quickly finish doing my hair and getting ready for the day before we get too far into it. We go to the fridge and she wants milk, which is what I want to give her, but unfortunately we ran out of milk the night before. I tell her that we are out and she will have to have juice. She is not pleased, but is not throwing a fit either. I pour the juice and hand her the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sippy&lt;/span&gt; cup. She puts on a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pouty&lt;/span&gt; face and does not take the cup. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I say nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, put the cup in the fridge and walk out of the kitchen. &lt;strong&gt;This is new for me.&lt;/strong&gt; In the past I probably would have explained again that we were out of milk, told her I was sorry, and also instructed her that she needed to take the cup and say &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;. But in this case, saying no more seemed to get her attention more quickly. She asks "what are we doing now" as we walk out of the kitchen. I don't respond, but take her to my bedroom and put her in the chair with a blanket so she can "get warm" there till I finish getting ready. She ask again about the drink and I tell her she can have it when she asks nicely. She does right away...and no more whining about the milk either! It does not take me long to finish and she plays and sings contented with her stuffed animal till I am ready for breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting in a little food in her belly always helps and after breakfast she plays contented. Later, while I am in my bedroom folding laundry I decide to have her come in and do two small chores: Take the bathroom trash to the kitchen and pull the laundry basket to the laundry room. While trying to explain to her what I want her to do, she continues to jabber and semi-ignore me. I tell her to please "stop talking" and listen. Immediately she lets off a string of words, that were not even words...just mere &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jibberish&lt;/span&gt; that I felt was in direct defiance to my instruction to "stop talking". This was our first call for "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;discipline&lt;/span&gt;". I have not raised my voice, or fussed at her. I calmly tell her to come to me and explain why she is being &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;disciplined&lt;/span&gt;. After that she gets a little giggly and silly and complains that the laundry basket is too heavy and it is very hard work and falls on the floor as she tugs it across the carpet. I know it is a little awkward, but also not TOO heavy and I try to make light of it and not baby her (which would be my first instinct). I encourage her and let her know that she is being helpful by taking all of our dirty clothes so mommy can wash them and that once she gets to the wood floor the basket won't be so hard to pull. This she has to see and she is off lugging the basket and I later see that it is neatly lined up in the laundry room with the others and I heard no more about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sooo...looking back over this post we are not even hardly to noon yet :) So there were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; of "training &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt;" that I have not even mentioned. BUT it is getting so late and I need to get to bed, so that my day is not shot tomorrow. There are about 1,000 disclaimers that I want to put out here but will just say this. I am not claiming to be any sort of expert on this subject. I am only putting some of my experiences "out there" and I may very well come back later and say "in the long run this approach did not work"! I also realize that giving so much detail could make it appear that I am trying to micro-manage every situation. There are some general principles I am trying to keep in mind, but I also know that circumstances play a big role in how training/discipline need to be handled so that is why I decided to give details. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I linked my previous post up to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; and got &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of good feedback and ideas there. So if you are not my "friend" and would like to see some comments from others, just let me know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Good-night friends, Natalie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-815185324402574657?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/815185324402574657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=815185324402574657' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/815185324402574657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/815185324402574657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2011/07/wordy-wednesday-cont.html' title='Wordy Wednesday cont.'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4735147509079401182</id><published>2011-07-20T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T19:52:04.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Training Day - Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I rarely do a Wordy Wednesday post because while I'm sure I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; to say (just ask my man! &lt;em&gt;bless his heart&lt;/em&gt;) most of it does not seem blog worthy. BUT today I feel like sorting/recording some things out in black and white and just maybe getting some feedback from some of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So what is on my mind today? Well, in keeping with what I talked about in my "Mommy Monday" post...the same thing that has been on my mind almost constantly for the past several weeks: &lt;strong&gt;Child training and discipline.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recently I felt that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; has become increasingly discontent and disobedient. The 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July weekend, I spent some time at my sister's house and it literally seemed like I could not ask her to do one thing (from "put these underwear on" to "get out of the road a truck is coming"...&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, maybe not quite THAT bad!&lt;/em&gt;) with out backtalk or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt;. I KNOW that I am to blame for a lot of this. This IS my first Rodeo and in her short (almost) 4 years I have done &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of things wrong. Not the least of which is some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt; and discontentment of my own. But also, we waited so long for her to come and she has been our "only" so I know it has been easy to spoil her and frankly there have been days it just seems so hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That said, I realize God has entrusted us with one of His little angels and I must do the hard things no matter how I feel about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so thankful for the promise in &lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 22:6 ~ "Train up a child in the way that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; go: and when he is old he will not depart from it."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So what specifically am I looking for? In a nutshell the biggest issues we are working with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; right now on are being: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Contented (happy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thoughtful (kind)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Respectful&lt;/span&gt; (polite) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obedient&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so to put that in writing makes even me think I am striving for perfection! I don't feel like I am. But in general I feel children should be contented (not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt; and complaining most of the time), treat others the way they want to be treated, have good manners and respect others. I feel like obedience is VERY important and it is a command from scripture (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Eph.&lt;/span&gt; 6:1 "Children obey your parents in the Lord...") so cannot be overlooked. The "first time" or "immediate" obedience issue is probably a whole other post in it's own. But let's just say for now we stress "fast" obedience :). In the past I have instructed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; that if she wants to do something different than what I tell her to do, she needs to politely ask (as opposed to just DOING it differently or TELLING me she was going to do it differently). But that has come back to bite me at times where she would RARELY do anything I asked without wanting to do it different. Literally things like if would say "put your clothes in this dirty clothes pile", she would want to start her own pile. Obviously this is not a huge issue, but when it turns into every.single.thing you instruct a child to do in the course of a day then the obedience principal does not really come through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I really thought I would do today is just post about several of the issues that we have come up against throughout the day and how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; and I have dealt with them. I didn't realize that it would take me so long to sort &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; all this "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;" stuff in my head. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; has been having "quiet time" in her bed (she RARELY takes a nap anymore) and it is really time that I should let her get up and go dust the house which was one of my main goals for the day. So...I am going to publish these random thoughts and hopefully come back later today to post some specifics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love in Him, Natalie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-4735147509079401182?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4735147509079401182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4735147509079401182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4735147509079401182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4735147509079401182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2011/07/wordy-wednesday-training-day.html' title='Wordy Wednesday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-7100939287260200337</id><published>2011-07-18T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T11:27:04.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy Monday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt; are making room for a new little one around here, so I thought I would include some pregnancy updates along with pictures of Madi! As is evident from the date of my last post I have not had a whole lot of motivation. Pregnancy can do that to ya! But I have been starting to feel really good for the last several weeks. So thankful for that. My official due date (as of right now :) is November 4th. I will be having a c-section so the plan is to take the baby a week early. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With Madi I went into labor naturally on my due date, but during the course of labor her heart rate started dropping and we ended up in surgery a short time later. The Dr said he thought the reason for the decrease in her heart rate during contractions was due to the umbilical cord being very short. Of course we were just thankful that she made it here safe and healthy, but our hospital will not do a VBAC, so for now that means a cesarean for me. At the beginning of this pregnancy I had quite a bit more morning sickness than I remember with Madi. Actually it was just kind of a "yucky" feeling all day long, but it seems like after the first trimester or so, that passed and I really have been feeling great! This little one also seems to move more than I remember Madi moving. Madi was really a very "still" baby and there were often days I did not feel her move at all. This one I feel most every day, but not to the point where it keeps me up at night or anything!&lt;br /&gt;I have changed doctors from the one I had with Madi. I moved back to Kansas when I was about 4-5 months along (Seth was already here due to his job). So at the time I just started seeing the general family doctor that I had when I was younger. When it came time for the emergency cesarean he consulted with an OBGYN so this time around I made the choice to go with her for my visits. It is an extra bonus that my cousin (Sarah Schaper Bright) works at the office and I love getting to see her and she always makes sure we get extra special care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most of you that care to know, already know that we have also made the decision NOT to find out the gender. A friend ask me the other day if it was killing me not to know and I could honestly say "no, it's not!" I love not knowing and have said that for me finding out would be like opening my Christmas presents in June! I love the "surprise" that awaits the moment the baby comes and it does not bother me at all to just start collecting gender specific things once we have the baby home. I have also realized, after analyzing my feelings on the matter, that a small part of that is maybe not wanting to get TOO attached until baby is in our arms. After waiting 7 years for our first one to come along, it felt like a very real possibility that she would never actually make it to us. I truly felt like it was in God's hands, and of course He blessed us so abundantly!! But maybe not knowing the sex of the baby and not calling her by name before she was here safe, was part of my defense mechanism. MOSTLY, I just love a good surprise!&lt;br /&gt;We have started discussing names but have made very little progress on that front. Our boy name for Madi was Noah and we are still throwing that option around if this one is a boy. The only girl name we have (partially :) both agreed on is Anne (of course with an E!) or Annie. I really like the name and the only drawback I have to it is the main Annie I have known was my dear friend Carla's cat!! LOL! I still like the name, but if YOU have any great name ideas, please feel free to comment! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below is a picture from my last ultrasound at about 18 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623410346178647490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jq3HiXFwRPQ/Tgpd6m48FcI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/22lqtZu_dTs/s400/248283_1930605558684_1648609821_1859932_5541877_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A few weeks ago&lt;/span&gt; Madi was playing outside and I decided to take some impromptu pictures. Between my lack of photography skills and her sheer orneriness...here are some of the results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lPl7l7VjSOI/TgpSxZ_LL0I/AAAAAAAAD3Q/M6DuFVtPMmw/s1600/DSC04033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623398093468413762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lPl7l7VjSOI/TgpSxZ_LL0I/AAAAAAAAD3Q/M6DuFVtPMmw/s400/DSC04033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623398090439576914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s_WNdnF7AfY/TgpSxOtCzVI/AAAAAAAAD3I/2iJYgHXTGIk/s400/DSC04020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623398082414070930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K2LzCiQ0sbM/TgpSwwznTJI/AAAAAAAAD3A/qdwSvCSVHAE/s400/DSC04017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623398073837069778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sinZcdJztrg/TgpSwQ2spdI/AAAAAAAAD24/jByN4bhpazU/s400/DSC04014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As I have said in the past, we can hardly have a Madi post without it including some sort of dress up picture :) She was getting ready to take a bath and thinks it's cool NOT to get her hair wet sometimes. So this night I catered to her and pulled out a shower cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623398069625557938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0hjFtLz53iI/TgpSwBKmE7I/AAAAAAAAD2w/2McufVMsAQg/s400/DSC03982.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is when it was still somewhat cool outside and she wanted to eat breakfast outside. I love how she had to take her little Bible out with her too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s5uoTw2Zmvg/TgpQqWvaiyI/AAAAAAAAD2o/aDaKjp47gj8/s1600/DSC03782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623395773314665250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s5uoTw2Zmvg/TgpQqWvaiyI/AAAAAAAAD2o/aDaKjp47gj8/s400/DSC03782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madi is obsessed with combing her hair :) This particular night all the girls had to put on headbands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rOJ7e1Tkrag/TgpQqJ5X8yI/AAAAAAAAD2g/unjNpcfRHv0/s1600/DSC03888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623395769866777378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rOJ7e1Tkrag/TgpQqJ5X8yI/AAAAAAAAD2g/unjNpcfRHv0/s400/DSC03888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A month or two ago I remember making the statement to Seth that I felt like I was reaping some of the "reward" of the effort we had been putting into training Madi. I felt like Madi was well-behaved and contented and things seemed to be going very smooth. As of the last several weeks, &lt;strong&gt;I have NO IDEA what I was talking about!&lt;/strong&gt; Oh my...parenting can be such a roller coaster sometimes. Lately I have felt like I have just had to start over. Some of our main issues are attitude and obedience...ya know...those minor issues! :) A couple of books that I have referred to that have given me some good ideas that really seem to be helping are &lt;a href="http://http//www.amazon.com/Train-Up-Child-Michael-Pearl/dp/1892112000"&gt;"To Train Up A Child"&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Have-New-Kid-Friday-Character/dp/0800719026"&gt;"Have a New Kid By Friday"&lt;/a&gt;. There are days I have to remind myself that she has not "grown up" yet and all of the training cannot be done in a day, but requires consistency over time. The other day I decided I needed to just get her busy doing something and practice doing some chores so I would give her a small job and told her to come ask me &lt;em&gt;"is there anything else I can do to help you mommy?"&lt;/em&gt; when she has completed each small chore. Hearing her little voice say those words was so sweet and she seemed so contented and happy to be helping. Even once I told her that she was done and could go play she came back and asked if she could help again. It was good to start seeing some progress again and feel a little of the reward of the time and effort that training takes!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-7100939287260200337?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7100939287260200337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=7100939287260200337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7100939287260200337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7100939287260200337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2011/06/mommy-monday.html' title='Mommy Monday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jq3HiXFwRPQ/Tgpd6m48FcI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/22lqtZu_dTs/s72-c/248283_1930605558684_1648609821_1859932_5541877_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-1251575213720014589</id><published>2011-03-14T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T19:30:15.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madi Monday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madi makes an announcement!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9e06bfe82ca6bce4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9e06bfe82ca6bce4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867720%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31B1BB9F24B4355D20D789359DE5F47FB10F654C.5D368B1A0861A14071D219E856A87F51CF495CCB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e06bfe82ca6bce4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyH_uBNNEhoCJE5itkCvMeVXtQZQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9e06bfe82ca6bce4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867720%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31B1BB9F24B4355D20D789359DE5F47FB10F654C.5D368B1A0861A14071D219E856A87F51CF495CCB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e06bfe82ca6bce4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyH_uBNNEhoCJE5itkCvMeVXtQZQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We just found out last week that Madi has a sibling on the way!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are so excited that God is blessing us with another child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LyPfbWPXk9k"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Click Here...to see Madi's reaction to the news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I visited the Dr. today and I am 7-8 weeks along. I will go back in 3 weeks to have an ultrasound and hopefully establish a due date. Right now I am estimating middle to late October.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-1251575213720014589?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1251575213720014589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=1251575213720014589' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1251575213720014589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1251575213720014589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2011/03/madi-monday_14.html' title='Madi Monday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-6067113622366804590</id><published>2011-03-07T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:42:20.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madi Monday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT SHE HAS BEEN UP TO.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, frankly, not too much! We are ready for green grass and warm weather.  We have already started a list of things to do when it gets warm.  So far, it includes going to the park and cemetary (because it is next to the park and so she thinks it is a fun place to go :( and going to the lake and riding in papa's boat!  Sounds so nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are still working on the potty training...not fun! But I think we are making progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has went through a stage of pulling out her hair! AHHH! Which, of course, is making me a little crazy! I am hoping we have that under control.  It seemed to happen mostly at night while she was trying to go to sleep so I put a video monitor in her room (and explained that I was watching her!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N8yWDuXZWVc/TXWtAfAfGYI/AAAAAAAAD1g/xHLQf7akkKQ/s1600/DSC03629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581557537030740354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N8yWDuXZWVc/TXWtAfAfGYI/AAAAAAAAD1g/xHLQf7akkKQ/s400/DSC03629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Learning to do a new chore.  It's so cute how particular she is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Where does this one go?"  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n6X3dwMfrgo/TXWtAEk-lyI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/KbtwuZsiln0/s1600/DSC03631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581557529936041762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n6X3dwMfrgo/TXWtAEk-lyI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/KbtwuZsiln0/s400/DSC03631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were letting Deogy lay in the laundry room and Madi brought in a book to read to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jjQuZhnYNsI/TXWsAzQ4Z3I/AAAAAAAAD1Q/WRr-gFQ6CWc/s1600/DSC03657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581556442956588914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jjQuZhnYNsI/TXWsAzQ4Z3I/AAAAAAAAD1Q/WRr-gFQ6CWc/s400/DSC03657.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mmOF1kZqfO8/TXWsAngBMCI/AAAAAAAAD1I/N9sVHvqM0vk/s1600/DSC03662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581556439798853666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mmOF1kZqfO8/TXWsAngBMCI/AAAAAAAAD1I/N9sVHvqM0vk/s400/DSC03662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Helping Mommy make Chocolate Chip Cookies.  She was carefully constructing them and making sure to add plenty of chocolate chips! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not so sure what the shades were for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dij6TPMcM7U/TXWsAT6zk8I/AAAAAAAAD1A/erIr18xysm8/s1600/DSC03663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581556434542498754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dij6TPMcM7U/TXWsAT6zk8I/AAAAAAAAD1A/erIr18xysm8/s400/DSC03663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hiding in Daddy's guitar case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5kyzAtqGCw/TXWsADAyrEI/AAAAAAAAD04/dr39WhZp1nY/s1600/DSC03671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581556430004202562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5kyzAtqGCw/TXWsADAyrEI/AAAAAAAAD04/dr39WhZp1nY/s400/DSC03671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Watching a movie with grandma.  It cracks me up how serious they both look!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2IWhe6Elxps/TXWr_0WqCeI/AAAAAAAAD0w/tc2sv7OYSzA/s1600/DSC03673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581556426069379554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2IWhe6Elxps/TXWr_0WqCeI/AAAAAAAAD0w/tc2sv7OYSzA/s400/DSC03673.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Succumbing to peer pressure...it's stylish with the school girls for their socks not to match and Madi has picked up on the trend! :)  She will specifically tell me that she does not want them to match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J0vwP4C01CY/TXWoCTO5rhI/AAAAAAAAD0o/B2gkBm5msMA/s1600/DSC03711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581552070671576594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J0vwP4C01CY/TXWoCTO5rhI/AAAAAAAAD0o/B2gkBm5msMA/s400/DSC03711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mmmm...licking the bowl! Daddy makes great brownies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5El_nIwbMVM/TXWoCFZ4tfI/AAAAAAAAD0g/rb_WfQ1zhw4/s1600/DSC03707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581552066959554034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5El_nIwbMVM/TXWoCFZ4tfI/AAAAAAAAD0g/rb_WfQ1zhw4/s400/DSC03707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opening Valentine's package mailed from Memaw and Papa Herring!!  Thankyou!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a0VjtZwU7J4/TXWoCGxwE8I/AAAAAAAAD0Y/DgI12JAKfko/s1600/DSC03704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581552067328086978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a0VjtZwU7J4/TXWoCGxwE8I/AAAAAAAAD0Y/DgI12JAKfko/s400/DSC03704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9onB1SKTdbI/TXWoBid2CbI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/DBmD9iIiyFY/s1600/DSC03698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581552057580915122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9onB1SKTdbI/TXWoBid2CbI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/DBmD9iIiyFY/s400/DSC03698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She called daddy and asked him to get a bananna split &lt;div&gt;on his way home from work... He was all too happy to oblige!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UWXRNNHeXco/TXWoBYTZIhI/AAAAAAAAD0I/6Y6B8cziHrY/s1600/DSC03695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581552054852723218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UWXRNNHeXco/TXWoBYTZIhI/AAAAAAAAD0I/6Y6B8cziHrY/s400/DSC03695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-6067113622366804590?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6067113622366804590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=6067113622366804590' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/6067113622366804590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/6067113622366804590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2011/03/madi-monday.html' title='Madi Monday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N8yWDuXZWVc/TXWtAfAfGYI/AAAAAAAAD1g/xHLQf7akkKQ/s72-c/DSC03629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-1224457173291585772</id><published>2011-02-08T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T13:11:25.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Table Tuesday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Dinner and a Movie*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Typically if I do a Table Tuesday post it's because I have a recipe I either want to share or just journal for reference later...but today is a little different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First, I just want to add a little disclaimer. I am a big advocate of the "dinner table". I think it is important to spend family time around the table with real conversation and learning manners, etc. But the occasional exception can be fun and also build some great memories. Last night was such a night for us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I came across a movie that I really wanted to share with the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I initially started to watch it, I didn't get very far because it seemed a little "immature"? But something compelled me to give it another try and I was really glad that I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571417375517038034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TVGmlZsh1dI/AAAAAAAADz0/vaVmbzVxe8g/s400/The_Secrets_of_Jonathan_Sperry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*SPOILER*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I loved the relationship that Mr. Sperry built with with these young boys. He was there in the moment when a opportunity arose for him to share his faith, and he built time for them right into his everyday life. And he spared no words on the message of the Bible and the importance of our using the Bible as the guide for our life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was such a simple, yet profound reminder for me about what is really important in life. And the reality that one day we all will spend eternity somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;And the little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-teen crush was just too cute and made me laugh! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*END SPOILER*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course with 4 generations already living under one roof, we can have an instant party almost anytime although most of the time it is just everyday LIFE :) But so happened last night my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; and nephew were here with us and it seemed like the perfect time for my plan. With the 8 of us here ranging from 3 years to 86 years we all enjoyed this family film!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In order to save some time in our evening we planned to have finger food for supper in the living room while we watched our movie. We kept it simple, but threw a tablecloth over the coffee table and added a few candles for effect. We happened to have some snack food on hand since we had stocked up in anticipation of the big snow storm last week! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Taylar&lt;/span&gt; (niece) and I put together summer sausage, cheese and cracker tray, some ham salad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sandwiches&lt;/span&gt;, popcorn, chips and white chocolate covered pretzels.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571417383742494786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TVGml4VoWEI/AAAAAAAADz8/Br8g6qdX3yA/s400/DSC03688.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of what I am taking away from this...a PRAYER in my heart that God will help me know how to reach out to those around me. A neighbor, a friend, even my family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Make a memory with YOUR FAMILY tonight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-1224457173291585772?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1224457173291585772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=1224457173291585772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1224457173291585772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1224457173291585772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2011/02/table-tuesday.html' title='Table Tuesday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TVGmlZsh1dI/AAAAAAAADz0/vaVmbzVxe8g/s72-c/The_Secrets_of_Jonathan_Sperry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-5249711236089456355</id><published>2011-02-07T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T14:27:43.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madi Monday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a0d41d71b0b0fa41" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da0d41d71b0b0fa41%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867720%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D2E3AC9FC2ACD65468FFA2208748043726E904D.12DCF6225C702D5962FC66FFE9A3637995B8CD46%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da0d41d71b0b0fa41%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIxGcZocDRomh3xC6WeMm1hKbwCU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da0d41d71b0b0fa41%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867720%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D2E3AC9FC2ACD65468FFA2208748043726E904D.12DCF6225C702D5962FC66FFE9A3637995B8CD46%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da0d41d71b0b0fa41%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIxGcZocDRomh3xC6WeMm1hKbwCU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Whenever the family gets together and we have a devotional time together we often sing some songs. This is a song that Madisons' older cousins learned for a school program. They love to sing it and Madi has picked up on (most of :) the words. Now it has become one of her favorites to sing too. This is the chorus referring to the Bible story of the Fiery Furnace (Daniel 3).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is able, God is able&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To deliver from the fire.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He will rescue those who serve Him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the flames are burning higher.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-5249711236089456355?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5249711236089456355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=5249711236089456355' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5249711236089456355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5249711236089456355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2011/02/madi-monday.html' title='Madi Monday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-1790257944133551772</id><published>2011-01-17T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:29:34.554-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yearly pictures'/><title type='text'>Madi Monday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563572378232569826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTXHmda6P-I/AAAAAAAADzg/A1XyJvAF4BY/s400/Maria4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hadn't got any 3 yr pictures of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; taken since her birthday in September. So the week before Christmas, Maria&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://darrinmaria.blogspot.com/"&gt;(LINK HERE)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;kindly agreed to come to our house and take some for me. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; much easier than trying to get to a studio or for me to try to take them! ;) She did a great job! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; is your typical 3yo and is really not into just smiling for the camera for hours, but Maria got some great shots. Here are a few!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563572371893245170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTXHmFzf1PI/AAAAAAAADzY/jtiFs8AF3oU/s400/Maria3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563572369197560626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTXHl7wy8zI/AAAAAAAADzQ/SLjzlKcphwc/s400/Maria2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563572360710543970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTXHlcJVWmI/AAAAAAAADzI/X3iAIayOw60/s400/Maria1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563572383008008210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTXHmvNdqBI/AAAAAAAADzo/pdW7aQmx2F4/s400/Maria5.jpg" /&gt; When it came time for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; to participate in the Christmas program and dress up like an angel, I realized I should have made more of an effort to get her to some of the practices! She did NOT want to do it! So we got dressed up and she sat on my lap with the other children and suddenly when it was time for them to go up front she just went! :) Of course I thought she was the cutest &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' Angel in the choir! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTV_6e7tBTI/AAAAAAAADzA/X5IdsHUqza4/s1600/DSC03623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563493557398734130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTV_6e7tBTI/AAAAAAAADzA/X5IdsHUqza4/s400/DSC03623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is one of her recent attempts to make her own hair....I LOVE IT! But not enough to let her go out in public yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTV_5n5nbKI/AAAAAAAADy4/iH7N94Afy-Q/s1600/DSC03616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563493542626028706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTV_5n5nbKI/AAAAAAAADy4/iH7N94Afy-Q/s400/DSC03616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Building a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Playdough&lt;/span&gt; house one Sunday afternoon. Yes, we have very unique colors of P&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;laydough&lt;/span&gt;! You can't find Olive green or black/white swirl just anywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so one of those &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt; moms that just had a hard time wanting to get out the P&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;laydough&lt;/span&gt; because HORRORS!!! she might mix the colors or get some on the floor. Then I realized...who really cares?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Throw a big sheet on the floor, get out her little pint sized table and let her go town. Put the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Playdough&lt;/span&gt; back HOWEVER it will fit into the containers and shake out the sheet outdoors. Wallah...a fun time and no stress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563491224750854290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTV9ytJHEJI/AAAAAAAADyo/bLxC9xPpWl4/s400/IMG_1040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MORE DRESS UP!!! We can't have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; Monday post without some dress up pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563491212109722002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTV9x-DOsZI/AAAAAAAADyY/SP8pQDmAbBI/s400/DSC03515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; loves to pretend she is grandma! :) Here she pretend to sleep while lying in grandmas electrical chair. She also LOVES to "take her pills". Too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563491197378637202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTV9xHLELZI/AAAAAAAADyQ/FhmP2Ig1BRY/s400/DSC03514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poor girl...she spent a couple weeks after Christmas suffering from a cold. The medicine I gave her to help sleep worked a little TOO well and she seemed to be falling asleep in the oddest places!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563493540273139842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTV_5fIpMII/AAAAAAAADyw/BKaAnzRQ7Ms/s400/DSC03610.JPG" /&gt;"I'd love to finish my bed-time snack...but I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; sleepy!" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563491194422220114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTV9w8KM1VI/AAAAAAAADyI/nAUeA_q8Y4Y/s400/DSC03443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; is recognizing most all of the alphabet and numbers 0-10. She is recognizing a few words too! We are not pushing this, but have some videos she likes to watch and she has picked up on this very quickly!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She is going through a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;clingy&lt;/span&gt; stage and doesn't want to go to Sunday School or participate with the other children as much. And it's OK. We just keep working with her and give her opportunities to be with other children when we can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Every so often she informs us that she wants a brother, or a sister (depending on her mood!) and we would love for God to send her one! She still eats like a bird and has not quite hit the 25 lb mark yet.&lt;br /&gt;"And that's the news, now everyone knows!" :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;Blues Clues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; much!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-1790257944133551772?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1790257944133551772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=1790257944133551772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1790257944133551772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1790257944133551772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2011/01/madi-monday.html' title='Madi Monday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TTXHmda6P-I/AAAAAAAADzg/A1XyJvAF4BY/s72-c/Maria4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-6094236348340344537</id><published>2011-01-05T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T20:21:23.237-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caregiving'/><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday:  Of Giving Care</title><content type='html'>I carefully open the door and flip on the light.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could flip a switch that would rid her mind of the darkness hovering there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I throw back the covers and tug on her stockings.&lt;br /&gt;I would that I could throw away all the events of the last months that have brought on the changes in her. I tug at her mind , asking “does she know what day it is” and "does she know where she is?" She assures me she does. She has taken a trip last night and now in "these peoples" home or "this facility".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am disheartened. It's Tuesday and we are home. So I draw back the curtains...hoping to draw on the familiarity of the outdoors to help orientate her. The garden she worked so many hours in is there, just a few yards away. It was beautiful before. "I just haven't been up to working in it", she says. There it is…a spark! I remind her that it is winter so it is OK that we have not been tending the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I help her off with her nightgown and slip on clean disposable undergarments. "Is there someone in the office here I can talk to about paying for what I have used”? Again, I am disheartened. How fleeting that moment of light; how quickly the fog slips back over her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I move on as so many mornings before, hoping that as moves throughout the house her mind will clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I help her into a casual skirt and top. She stops me, the shirt half on, covering her face. "I don't want to wear this to church"! Frustrated, I remind her that it is Tuesday. She is frustrated as well. As a Pastor's wife, church was such a part of her life. Now every day seems like Sunday and yet we spend day after day in the same mundane routine. Other family members come and go; working, playing. It troubles her that we are not keeping the Sabbath. Again I remind her; it is Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brush her tangled gray hair. What goes on in the mind that tangles it so? That brings all the events of yesteryear's into today? I want to brush it all away. How frustrating it must be for her as her body is aging, not quite healed from the broken hip, and arthritis taking over; for her mind to be insisting that she must rise before the sun to get the fire going in the schoolhouse. Those children depend on her. I question how she plans to keep up with them at recess time with that walker? Ok, that was not nice I realize. But somehow I think that my voice of reason will jar her back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;It does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finish the routine. She stands, dressed, hair neatly combed, slender. Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;I am wishing once again that we had a routine for dressing the mind.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to leave that with her Maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do we do now"? she asks.&lt;br /&gt;"Well", I reply, "how about coming to the kitchen and taking some pills"?&lt;br /&gt;I say this knowing how much she hates this task and she laughs. I love to see her smile. In that moment it seems like all could be right again. I give her a hug, lingering to rub her undoubtedly aching back. I remind myself I need to hug her more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We venture on into the day and I don't know what it will bring.&lt;br /&gt;I realize once again that this task of care giving is not about changing her. It is about me learning to change.&lt;br /&gt;To be patient.&lt;br /&gt;To be kind.&lt;br /&gt;To love.&lt;br /&gt;To give, care.&lt;br /&gt;I am learning and I am the one privileged to do just that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-6094236348340344537?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6094236348340344537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=6094236348340344537' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/6094236348340344537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/6094236348340344537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2011/01/wordy-wednesday-of-giving-care.html' title='Wordy Wednesday:  Of Giving Care'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-5472743444182969802</id><published>2010-12-06T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T06:42:10.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madi Monday* {Belated}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548318847562844130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TP-WmHmWh-I/AAAAAAAADxU/Kf5TWrsPCaU/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548318857981462866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TP-WmuaWCVI/AAAAAAAADxk/jDAtsf2-aQQ/s400/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548318854043384130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TP-WmfvbuUI/AAAAAAAADxc/PGUbm7Tq1gg/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548318842359795122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TP-Wl0N2TbI/AAAAAAAADxM/ShhxCLr23xM/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548318858882991474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TP-WmxxSRXI/AAAAAAAADxs/uflC1vjAnSg/s400/10.jpg" /&gt; For some reason...I don't think these pix are letting me click to make bigger...so here is the text!&lt;br /&gt;"With Madi's love for trying on clothes...It was very painful for her when I sorted ALL of them in the living room and would not let her try on every item! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was relieved when they were all sorted and put away. :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TP-Va5Qm-sI/AAAAAAAADxE/PsMTCG3YvaM/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548317555223362242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TP-Va5Qm-sI/AAAAAAAADxE/PsMTCG3YvaM/s400/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548317541868556002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TP-VaHgkzuI/AAAAAAAADw0/Jznb1TDjVkY/s400/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548317536991915698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TP-VZ1V5LrI/AAAAAAAADws/EJQ09FVXLm8/s400/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548317533922514578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TP-VZp6F1pI/AAAAAAAADwk/qgM3IFc8c8M/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548317546398926450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TP-VaYYsxnI/AAAAAAAADw8/IyAVYlF1FJI/s400/7.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-5472743444182969802?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5472743444182969802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=5472743444182969802' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5472743444182969802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5472743444182969802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/12/madi-monday-belated.html' title='Madi Monday* {Belated}'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TP-WmHmWh-I/AAAAAAAADxU/Kf5TWrsPCaU/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-8044192266510959668</id><published>2010-11-12T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T13:05:37.153-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I'/><title type='text'>Family Friday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tooo&lt;/span&gt; long since I've posted a family update! But I am over making excuses...my blog just has not been a priority.  But, I thought it would be fun to kinda review what we have been up to over the past few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birthday's:&lt;/strong&gt;  Celebrated Seth &amp;amp; Leah's birthday (with family in Indiana).  Celebrated &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi's&lt;/span&gt; Birthday (for over a week! :) Celebrated my dad's birthday (by taking Dilly Bars and passing them out to all of his co-workers :) so fun... and then with a Family Dinner at El &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Publito's&lt;/span&gt;.  Celebrated mom's birthday with a family Sunday dinner here at the farm.  Celebrated an elderly friends b-day by attending a dinner party at her granddaughter's house.  SEVERAL other of my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nieces&lt;/span&gt; and nephews had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;birthdays&lt;/span&gt; that I didn't get to help celebrate much at all :( except give them a small cash gift. Celebrated a very special BIRTH day of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tryke&lt;/span&gt; Wesley Duane &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Davolt&lt;/span&gt;. Born to to our good friends John and Mendy.  Such a beautiful sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Help to decorate for and attend a baby shower for Mendy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Celebrated our 10&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Wedding anniversary with a weekend trip to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt;. And combined that with a Meet-up with our good friends Jimmy &amp;amp; Carla and their family.  Yeah!  Love seeing friends from Indiana!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Decorated the Children's Chapel Building for the children's services at our General Family Camp.  The theme was "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Crusin&lt;/span&gt;' In My Father's Car" and it was super fun to decorate for. Road signs, a standee of an red convertible, a "highway" made out of tape on the floor, a "body shop", a "diner"...so fun!  A friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;took&lt;/span&gt; some pix for me and I hope to get them from her camera soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Traveled to Indiana for a weekend with friends and family.  And attended a Going-Away for Drew and Dana for their upcoming move to Cameroon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;An overnight stay with friends in Missouri on the way home from Indiana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Attended as many services as possible of our General Family Camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spoke at a Women of Worth meeting in Missouri on Home Decorating.  It was such an a honor for the ladies in my sister's WOW fellowship to ask me to speak.  I was SO NERVOUS!! I had never attempted something like this, but I really enjoyed myself and the women were very gracious!  And I got to fit in an overnight stay with my sis as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seth traveled (by air!) with my dad and brother for the Men's of Integrity Retreat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seth filled in preaching 3-4 times at one of our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;churches&lt;/span&gt; that is between pastors.  This was the first time I have ever heard him speak (he had 1 other time) and he did and EXCELLENT job.  God really helped him and it has been a blessing to worship with the people at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scammon&lt;/span&gt; church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seth spent several weeks on the road for work.  South Dakota, Missouri, Illinois.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Helped decorate for Missions Week at our local Bible School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had my sister's kids up for an overnight camping excursion right here on our property!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finished packing and moving from our house in town.  Rented the house to my brother...yeah!!  Spent several day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unpacking&lt;/span&gt;, rearranging and organizing here at grandmas' house.  This is still a work in progress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Attended a benefit auction for my cousin's daughter,Kaitlyn who has Aplastic Anemia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Helped organize and work a 2-day indoor yard sale to benefit Kaitlynn.  This was such a blessing to be a part of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cooked supper for a neighbor that had helped us out when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Deogy&lt;/span&gt; came home hurt.  Had some friends over for dinner to discuss/plan an upcoming event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had house guests for a week (Adrian and her girls!!) And more house guests come on that weekend Amy (friend from college) and her daughter Chloe.  We were so excited to have them come from Indiana and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed their visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Helped plan and host an all day Fall Party for &lt;strong&gt;80+ guests&lt;/strong&gt; here at the farm.  Complete with a whole hog roast and many other fun activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Plan a skit for Pastor Appreciation Month for my Sunday School Class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had Drew &amp;amp; Dana (Seth's brother) as house guests for 10 days.  Attended 3 of their deputation services.  Had as much fun as possible here on the farm and squeezed in a weekend trip to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spent a week sitting in the chair sick and being lazy in general.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Decorate the church foyer for Fall/Harvest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom took a weekend trip to Florida and then she and Dad took a weekend trip to Branson (we care for g-ma on the weekends when they are away).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got to spend a couple days with friends when someone offered to come spend the day with grandma.  This was a HUGE BLESSING to me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And random other Doctor/Dentist appointments for Grandma and I.  Several other family dinner's here at the house and carry-in dinners at church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This week...Revival services at church. (of which I have only made it to 1 so far :(.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woah!!  I THOUGHT I was JUST a SAHM.  If you have actually read through this you are probably as bored as I am tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All I can say is...I am as BLESSED as we have been BUSY!!&lt;br /&gt;God has been so good to our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a GREAT weekend!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-8044192266510959668?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8044192266510959668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=8044192266510959668' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/8044192266510959668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/8044192266510959668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/11/family-friday.html' title='Family Friday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-1208041141972938040</id><published>2010-11-11T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T09:44:26.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;A day to reflect on what I am thankful for could not have fell on a more appropriate day this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Veteran's Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;11.11.2010&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In GOD we still trust...Here in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538347357689948002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNwplBHVJ2I/AAAAAAAADwU/Xxxkp8dL1w4/s400/american_flag_soldier.jpg" /&gt;THANKFUL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; THEIR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SACRIFICE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;then and now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-1208041141972938040?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1208041141972938040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=1208041141972938040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1208041141972938040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1208041141972938040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNwplBHVJ2I/AAAAAAAADwU/Xxxkp8dL1w4/s72-c/american_flag_soldier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-5672155921978792959</id><published>2010-11-10T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T13:51:24.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;WoRDs tO LivE bY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We will &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; and we will do so without prejudice. Loving God with all of our heart, soul, mind and strength and loving our neighbor as our self. Understanding that love may never be acknowledged or reciprocated. Loving, because He first loved us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And in doing so, we will honor God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We will &lt;strong&gt;PRAY&lt;/strong&gt;, and we will do so without ceasing. Not only with words, but with our actions. Our lives and our attitudes in constant communication with our Maker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And in doing so, we will honor God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When we &lt;strong&gt;WORSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;, we will worship wholly. We will remember in Whose image we were created and we will humble ourselves in reverence and praise. We will rejoice and give thanks. We will assemble ourselves together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And in doing so, we will honor God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When we &lt;strong&gt;LEARN&lt;/strong&gt;, we will apply our whole minds. With discipline and fervor we will seek understanding. Never forgetting that the Fear of the Lord is the true beginning of Wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in doing so, we will honor God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we &lt;strong&gt;WORK,&lt;/strong&gt; we will work hard. We will not be afraid to sweat or get our hands dirty. We will finish the task and be satisfied in a job well done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And in doing so, we will honor God&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When we &lt;strong&gt;PLAY&lt;/strong&gt;, we do so with sheer abandon! We will not be afraid to belly laugh or show a toothy smile. We will choose the most exciting, dramatic, comical, imaginative, pure activity and media. We will relax and be entertained with the ones we love or in solitude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And in doing so, we will honor God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And when we &lt;strong&gt;GRIEVE&lt;/strong&gt;, we will do so unashamed of our tears. We will be comforted in the arms of those who love us. Knowing that in their humanness they may not say or do the right thing. We will bear another's burden. We will cast all of our cares on the One who cares for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And in doing so, we will honor God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Remembering that for everything there is a &lt;strong&gt;SEASON, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we will practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONTENTMENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MODERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RESPECT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RESPONSIBILITY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RESOURCEFULNESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538039841600165554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNsR5OaJ1rI/AAAAAAAADwE/RQEWbEKFgi0/s400/IMG_0818.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-5672155921978792959?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5672155921978792959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=5672155921978792959' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5672155921978792959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5672155921978792959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/11/wordy-wednesday.html' title='Wordy Wednesday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNsR5OaJ1rI/AAAAAAAADwE/RQEWbEKFgi0/s72-c/IMG_0818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-3547294506378795136</id><published>2010-11-09T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T00:00:44.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Table Tuesday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I was super excited when one of my BFF's (I can't believe I just used that term :) announced recently that she was going to start a food blog! So I am sending some blog love her way! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And nothing on my table has been of any interest lately, so all the better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of my BEST memories with Amy include cooking. She is way more adventurous than I and I love the way she journals about her fun in the kitchen...and I quote&lt;em&gt;..."the flavors need to marry"&lt;/em&gt; :) Love. It. So fun to read! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Here's a link...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://romancingthestove14.blogspot.com/"&gt;Romancing The Stove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://romancingthestove14.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537817519008165874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNpHsWNqr_I/AAAAAAAADv0/euTtloztmmI/s400/4810_1145093471474_1351625596_30565100_657497_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our MENU for the Week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are in nightly revival effort meetings at church this week, so our menu is all about keeping it S.I.M.P.L.E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monday&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Spaghetti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tuesday&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BBQ Meatballs, Cheesy Veggies, Greek Pasta Salad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wednesday&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Apple Smothered Chicken Breasts&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(seriously just take and couple cans of apple pie filling and smother chicken and add an little water and salt if you want and bake! Easy and Good!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/06/table-tuesday.html"&gt;Bacon Wrapped Sweet Potatoes&lt;/a&gt;, Peas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thursday&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Four By (4x?) Soup &lt;/strong&gt;(Still not sure what this is cause Mom is giving me the recipe :) She just told me what ingredients to pick up and it includes canned Minestrone Soup, Ranch Style Bean, Stewed Tomato and/or Rotel and Ground Beef. Easy Peasy!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Taco Salad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saturday&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Homemade Chicken Noodles, Mashed &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Potato's&lt;/span&gt;, Corn&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and MAYBE I'LL try my hand at some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Homemade Rolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;). We'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ummm&lt;/span&gt; yeah, we eat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; of hamburger! :) We have our own homegrown beef in the freezer, so you can't beat that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-3547294506378795136?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3547294506378795136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=3547294506378795136' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3547294506378795136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3547294506378795136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/11/table-tuesday.html' title='Table Tuesday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNpHsWNqr_I/AAAAAAAADv0/euTtloztmmI/s72-c/4810_1145093471474_1351625596_30565100_657497_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4235758043278641041</id><published>2010-11-08T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T23:11:42.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madi Monday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What She's Been Up To...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537425305278862594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNji-gNn1QI/AAAAAAAADvk/x92WLmOgK2w/s400/DSC03336.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE CELEBRATED...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;her 3rd Birthday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom took some party pix for me... I'll have to see if we can dig those off her camera later! Looks like the only pix on my camera was from her opening a early gift. Obviously this was a quick wrap (a gold Christmas bag :) and I love the look on her face while she TRIES to be patient, but also tries to peek at what is inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537420523156054178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNjeoJasoKI/AAAAAAAADus/NXf-j62v5s4/s400/DSC03267.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHE TRAVELED... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and did so very well I might add! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537423326410197970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNjhLUWkS9I/AAAAAAAADvM/e0HWCLIXWiI/s400/DSC03325.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SHE STARTED LEARNING SOME CHORES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is a great little helper. We try to keep it very simple, cause when you are 3 you should (mostly) just have fun but I think it is important for her to learn responsibility and folding the washrags was just the thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537423341570041106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNjhMM09JRI/AAAAAAAADvc/F5iGoewwQ-0/s400/DSC03350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537423336046465778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNjhL4QCEvI/AAAAAAAADvU/Qmw-l7IWTjU/s400/DSC03347.JPG" /&gt; :) Happy about a JOB WELL DONE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537433581777468786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNjqgQkqPXI/AAAAAAAADvs/mj24jmh7YgY/s400/DSC03260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537423322384974834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNjhLFW4Q_I/AAAAAAAADvE/hMsbcBuXcTE/s400/DSC03319.JPG" /&gt;SHE PLAYED WITH HER PUPPY...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So is is OLD news, but it never made it to the blog :) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Deogy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came home! We were thrilled!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is happy to have her playmate back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNjeojiVB6I/AAAAAAAADu8/P4pxDY-5piU/s1600/DSC03295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537420530167383970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNjeojiVB6I/AAAAAAAADu8/P4pxDY-5piU/s400/DSC03295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519226467634291346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TJg7Ou5GopI/AAAAAAAADt8/_T7r_dOqqnk/s400/DSC03292.JPG" /&gt;SHE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FOUND&lt;/span&gt; SOME NEW LEGS :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but this cracks me up...she drags this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;step stool&lt;/span&gt; around to get into pretty much whatever she wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519226440302535314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TJg7NJEtIpI/AAAAAAAADtc/v7oXaNu8oSM/s400/DSC03301.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE IMPERSONATED A &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;SHEPHERD&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; loves to be David! Loves to kill the giant and the lion, and save Curly the Sheep. She has come up with multiple versions of this outfit, but the essentials are always the staff and some sort of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;head wear&lt;/span&gt;...I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519226455012957282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TJg7N_38XGI/AAAAAAAADts/2QfQ3TFhrwQ/s400/DSC03316.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SHE READ BOOKS WITH GRANDMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537420527516293730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNjeoZqQmmI/AAAAAAAADu0/-bHYe5Tsndo/s400/DSC03270.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519226442450744322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TJg7NRE4NAI/AAAAAAAADtk/PtUx9HSyT0s/s400/DSC03302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SHE WORE HERSELF OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519226462934182098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TJg7OdYgqNI/AAAAAAAADt0/T1jCp3PwNyU/s400/DSC03310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately her number one request is "Mama, will you take me to the park next years?" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our park is next to a huge &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt; and from the road you can only see headstones...no slides or swings... But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; KNOWS the park is close. For the longest time every time we passed the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt; she would yell "PARK"!! I found this a little disconcerting, so I explained that it was called the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt;. So the other day she asked if I would take her to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt;...which I also found quite disconcerting! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-4235758043278641041?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4235758043278641041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4235758043278641041' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4235758043278641041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4235758043278641041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/10/madi-monday.html' title='Madi Monday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TNji-gNn1QI/AAAAAAAADvk/x92WLmOgK2w/s72-c/DSC03336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-794870812773679170</id><published>2010-09-30T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T14:38:08.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Madi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Madison JoLee is 3 Years Old Today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Birthday Baby!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;September 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TKT9odSLGHI/AAAAAAAADuE/HgzEZH2swog/s400/Birth+day.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522817914560518258" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;September 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TKT9phWDKlI/AAAAAAAADuM/5jmN6tfCjjo/s400/misc+006.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 480px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522817932830386770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;September 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TKT9rAtH9kI/AAAAAAAADuU/I7xdeRLrAck/s400/DSC02483.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522817958428538434" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;September 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TKUCo9H54eI/AAAAAAAADuk/fvUjD2WQ_r0/s400/61518_10150279627670361_507875360_14823537_3474640_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 480px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522823420665520610" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TKT9rjqwJ2I/AAAAAAAADuc/8Bu0G6gugZw/s400/DSC03332.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 480px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522817967813830498" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;These camo overalls were a birthday gift picked out by her daddy! :) If she can get the "quiet" game figured out, he has big plans for her to spend some time in the deer stand with him! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We are doing our celebrating this year in bits and pieces.  A couple "early gifts" just because we couldn't wait. :) Then this morning we had a play date with nine other preschoolers here at the house.  This weekend we will celebrate with a party with family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-794870812773679170?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/794870812773679170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=794870812773679170' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/794870812773679170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/794870812773679170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-madi.html' title='Happy Birthday Madi!'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TKT9odSLGHI/AAAAAAAADuE/HgzEZH2swog/s72-c/Birth+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-822613612105544964</id><published>2010-09-16T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T20:17:23.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary to Us!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Celebrating 10 years of marriage to my best friend today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Let's make it 50+ baby!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TJLB-AQH86I/AAAAAAAADtU/zG_1i5c1Ot8/s1600/DSC03306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517685764445959074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TJLB-AQH86I/AAAAAAAADtU/zG_1i5c1Ot8/s400/DSC03306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh, don't you love his shirt! If you read between the lines it says I LOVE it when MY WIFE lets me go hunting! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sooo Seth. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-822613612105544964?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/822613612105544964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=822613612105544964' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/822613612105544964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/822613612105544964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-anniversary-to-us.html' title='Happy Anniversary to Us!!'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TJLB-AQH86I/AAAAAAAADtU/zG_1i5c1Ot8/s72-c/DSC03306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-1978778232145260419</id><published>2010-09-05T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T18:22:10.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Silent Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, it is Silent Sunday here on the blog and looking at my last post I realize that we have been silent for over a month! Yikes! :)   But to keep myself guilt-free my motto is "Live your life...blog about it when you can!"&lt;br /&gt;We have been doing ALOT of living over the past month.  I am finally starting to breathe again and feel like I want to take some time to document some of our happenings.  So I've sat down to edit some pictures rethink over the past several weeks.  Hopefully some updates will be forthcoming over the next few days!  For tonight I am going to sign off and enjoy some family time!  Yeah...tomorrow is  a Holiday and Seth doesn't have to work (very much :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Labor Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-1978778232145260419?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1978778232145260419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=1978778232145260419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1978778232145260419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1978778232145260419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/09/silent-sunday.html' title='*Silent Sunday'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-6380613398915816597</id><published>2010-07-26T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:12:10.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madi Monday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;She's ALL Girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Couple Friday's ago Grandma had a visitor come to the house for a few hours. She had a little boy about 5 yrs and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; and I enjoyed entertaining him while they were chatting. I don't believe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; had ever met this little guy before, but his name was Lawrence and they had a great time. They played blocks, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;legos&lt;/span&gt;, etc. and then we went on a long 4-wheeler ride. That day she wore (for the first time) a red and white checked sleeveless dress with cherries on the collar. Nothing special, but cute and cool. A few days later I was putting away some of her laundry and came across the dress. "I like this dress" she said. Do you remember who came to see you when you wore this dress? I asked. "Lawrence!" she answered without hesitation. I just had to smile. So like a girl to remember what she was wearing on a given occasion! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Aunt Leah would be proud! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498443582858239906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TE5lTn3Kn6I/AAAAAAAADsk/kXN4aZg-gmk/s400/tea+party.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tea Party fun on the front porch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TE5lU5u6QPI/AAAAAAAADs0/ZWl1vg5_oy8/s1600/DSC03238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498443604835320050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TE5lU5u6QPI/AAAAAAAADs0/ZWl1vg5_oy8/s400/DSC03238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; and I just had to share...cause I thought this was the cutest picture ever. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; kept getting out of bed the other night, so Seth made her stand in the corner. He finally had to get onto me too cause I just thought it was so cute (and so sad! :) I kept taking pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TE5lUNHXA_I/AAAAAAAADss/BM9zi5u_0ak/s1600/DSC03233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 361px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498443592858272754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TE5lUNHXA_I/AAAAAAAADss/BM9zi5u_0ak/s400/DSC03233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So not too much new here...Madi and I have began to work on trying to recognize the letters of the alphabet. She knows most of her shapes (circle, triangle, square, oval, rectangle) and most of her colors (black, white, blue, red, orange, yellow, green, pink, purple). Maybe she won't have to go to Kindergarten and I can keep her home with me an extra year :). LOL. Thankfully that is still awhile away, but time is flying by soooo fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ta-ta for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-6380613398915816597?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6380613398915816597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=6380613398915816597' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/6380613398915816597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/6380613398915816597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/07/madi-monday_26.html' title='Madi Monday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TE5lTn3Kn6I/AAAAAAAADsk/kXN4aZg-gmk/s72-c/tea+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-2294500811455136915</id><published>2010-07-16T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:29:35.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Friday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Well, I am going to do a quick family update, but first things first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ~ Grandma Frankie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grandma is 86 today!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494620250813637522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TEDQAaFqI5I/AAAAAAAADsM/TedYD8pIMF4/s400/DSC03159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Above:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Grandma is pictured with Samuel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Himelick&lt;/span&gt;. We were so excited to have Eric &amp;amp; Rachelle here at the farm this past Sunday evening. Eric was the evangelist at the Youth Camp in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ochelata&lt;/span&gt; last week. On Saturday, was the all day softball event (in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ochelata&lt;/span&gt;) that had been rained out the (July 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;) weekend before. Our family was supposed to have a reunion that day, but due to too many conflicts it was postponed. That said...All the stars aligned :) and Seth and Eric were able to participate in the ball games (he REALLY wanted to play...still go some kid in him!) and Rachelle and I were able to spend most of the day together catching up. It had been WAY TOO LONG since we had got to visit. :)The children played together in the mall &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;play land&lt;/span&gt;...but my camera did not get much use...just this one good shot of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494616112079722770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TEDMPgGmWRI/AAAAAAAADrs/RbKzSklmNzY/s400/playland.jpg" /&gt;That evening we headed back to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ball field&lt;/span&gt; for an INCREDIBLE firework display. As you can see we hung out and the kids enjoyed some treats on a muggy night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494624083078067234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TEDTfeYstCI/AAAAAAAADsc/EXuTz2l6Nlk/s400/DSC03145.JPG" /&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Himelicks&lt;/span&gt; had a service at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ochelata&lt;/span&gt; church Sunday morning and then were at our church on Sunday night. We really enjoyed getting an update on their work at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vicm.org/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Victory Inner City Ministries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Monday, Seth took (most of the day) off work and we relaxed and just enjoyed being together with friends. My sister and her family came up for supper and then the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Himelicks&lt;/span&gt; headed back to MO that evening. We loved having them with us for a few hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;~*~~**~*~~**~~*~**~~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;As for the rest of our week...Seth (along with several others) helped a family from our church move to a new pastorate today. They packed last night and traveled and unloaded today. The Jackson family is going to be ministering in Troy, MO. This has a special place with us not only because we love the Jackson's and have really enjoyed getting to worship with them for the past few years, but Troy is where my grandparents &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pastored&lt;/span&gt; for several years and the church where Seth and I were married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Tonight we went to El &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Publito&lt;/span&gt; to help grandma celebrate her birthday (along with her 3 sons!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Seth with hopefully travel home tomorrow. As for me...well I am thinking of a little house that I used to live in (almost a YEAR ago now). It sits almost just how we left it when we left to stay at the farm with grandma after she broke her hip last August. Except it is in a complete state of disarray as we have dropped by periodically to "get a few things". &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;, it is a disaster area!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; still thinks of it as home, which is hard to believe as she was not quite 2 when we left there. Tonight, we stopped by to grab a few things that I wanted to bring up to the farm and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; ask me to turn on the light in "her" room for her ;(.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;As much as we love living on the farm and helping grandma, we sometimes really miss our cozy little house (with my red and green walls! :) that was "all ours". It was the first place we lived since we got married where I really felt like we were "settling in" for awhile. But it was not to be I guess, and that REALLY is OK. I'm adjusting to it. But going back to the house for any reason is hard. I don't want to deal with the stuff! :) And I'm thinking if I have lived without this for a year, do I really need it!!?? So, my day tomorrow will probably consist of sleeping in and then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;convincing&lt;/span&gt; myself to go to the house and make a few decisions about what to do with it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We have decided to either sell or rent for now, so we have some work to do to get it ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Here are a few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; Moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;from the past few weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We broke down and decided to go ahead and get her a toddler bed. She was doing great sleeping in the full size bed, but one night she fell out (in spite of my best efforts to keep her from it) and we couldn't have any more of that! So thanks to Papa Dave she has a little bed just her size, and was really excited about it. It is almost 11:00 pm here now. She is supposed to be going to sleep. She just stumbled into the office (squinting at the bright light) and said "Good morning!" then " I need my sunglasses" and promptly went to where she had left them on the playroom floor and put them on. So she is following me around in her pajamas and sunglasses. She constantly makes me smile with the silly things she says. The other day she was playing and saw a pair of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scissors&lt;/span&gt; and asked for them. I told her no. She replied "God said I can have the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scissors&lt;/span&gt;!" :) Uhh, yes, her sassiness earns her more discipline right now than much else! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I love these first poses of her and Seth "playing music" together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I don't want to start too soon, but I can't wait to get her started on some music lessons. But for now, we'll let her enjoyed pretending with us when she wants and hopefully develop her love for music!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TEDMQlk5-LI/AAAAAAAADsE/TD-RcrMXIXk/s1600/music.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494616130728884402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TEDMQlk5-LI/AAAAAAAADsE/TD-RcrMXIXk/s400/music.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; I was trying to get some good shots of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; in her cute white hat yesterday. I know nothing about lighting, posing, or my camera for that matter, so I was wasn't too successful, but I think these are CUTE nonetheless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TEDMQfOqzcI/AAAAAAAADr8/IWhRKOA2rHY/s1600/white+hat+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494616129025002946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TEDMQfOqzcI/AAAAAAAADr8/IWhRKOA2rHY/s400/white+hat+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TEDMQAZmTnI/AAAAAAAADr0/Xhv1hu_wysw/s1600/white+hat+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494616120749346418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TEDMQAZmTnI/AAAAAAAADr0/Xhv1hu_wysw/s400/white+hat+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; A few weeks ago, we had such a beautiful Sunday evening, we decided to have our after church snack on the front porch. It is so peaceful here. I love looking out and seeing the sunset, the cattle, the hay. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;, life in the country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TEDMPN-2jnI/AAAAAAAADrk/Ygb8a0yLibM/s1600/front+porch.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494616107215392370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TEDMPN-2jnI/AAAAAAAADrk/Ygb8a0yLibM/s400/front+porch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Oh, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Deogy&lt;/span&gt; is in that picture! That makes me sad...he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappeared&lt;/span&gt; along with my Uncle's Dog a day or two ago. Say a prayer that he comes home. He is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi's&lt;/span&gt; playmate and we MISS him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;Night all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-2294500811455136915?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2294500811455136915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=2294500811455136915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2294500811455136915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2294500811455136915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/07/family-friday_16.html' title='Family Friday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TEDQAaFqI5I/AAAAAAAADsM/TedYD8pIMF4/s72-c/DSC03159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-8693056824765178296</id><published>2010-07-09T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T13:34:59.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family FRIDAY!*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;July 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; ~ Sunday....so, Sunday mornings are not our best :) We are a little blurry eyed...but we're all here! Oh look, the Easter bunny snuck in the picture too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491970997332732658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDdmhjzD6vI/AAAAAAAADrU/6IiSkD7P3Ok/s400/us+-+july+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been so long since I posted a family update and while we have not done anything terribly exciting, here is a little update on what we have been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday, June 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we headed down to Springfield, MO for the dedication of my youngest niece...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt; Shari. She is such a sweet happy butter ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491962727954891682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDdfAN9vw6I/AAAAAAAADq8/-U9zmnD2H7M/s400/Ashlyn1.jpg" /&gt; Seth, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;, myself and 2 of my sisters children went down Saturday and the mom, dad, grandma and my other sis and her husband were able to drive down early Sunday morning. They had such a sweet dedication service.&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon we had a wonderful lunch with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Arender&lt;/span&gt; family. So happens they were altogether that weekend. So we were thrilled to get to see Hadlee (and her mommy, daddy and new little brother!). Holly took this photo of Hadlee and Madison. Hadlee has a special place with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; and I. She was the first newborn baby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; and I visited in the hospital when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; was just 5 weeks old. Later her mommy was one of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi's&lt;/span&gt; babysitters, so Hadlee and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; did a little growing up together :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491965158458671074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDdhNsTAP-I/AAAAAAAADrE/VrfDCaKmTv8/s400/Madi+and+Hadlee.jpg" /&gt;AND...just because I can I am going to share a few more pix of Adrian's girls here! She does not get to blog much and emailed these pix to me awhile back.&lt;br /&gt;So sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491962714256499410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDde_a7y4tI/AAAAAAAADqk/tT_zLIigrto/s400/Alexa1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in other news....&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlyn&lt;/span&gt; is going to be a big sister! :) Yep, sometime in February they will be welcoming baby #3 to their family! YEAH!! I love being an Auntie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491962724113821282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDde__p9rmI/AAAAAAAADq0/xfkGTQwfrdM/s400/ALEXA+AND+ASHLYN.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491962718461114738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDde_qmQOXI/AAAAAAAADqs/2fqvU8Rh2IQ/s400/Alexa+2.jpg" /&gt;Saturday, June 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we also &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; word that my sweet Grandmother Bacon passed away. Here she is pictured with my grandfather (who passed away in 2005). Are they not the most handsome couple?! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491959479253526226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDdcDHm-5tI/AAAAAAAADqc/uKm1jYNkY7U/s400/Slide+2.JPG" /&gt;Since 2004, due to declining health they had lived with one of my Aunts. She took excellent care of them. Grandmother's condition became such that she could not communicate, and we were not sure how much she recognized or understood. It felt like we had to say goodbye to her a long time ago, but it was still painful to hear that she had passed and yet so WONDERFUL to know that she was fully healed at last and reunited with grandpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a Bacon reunion planned around that time, but of course it was canceled and we ended up having a mini-reunion the next &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt; at the funeral. Grandpa and Grandma had 10 children, 42 grandchildren, 59 great-grandchildren and 2 great-great-grandchildren. All of her children where there and all but 4 of her grandchildren and many of the greats. It was a very bittersweet time. When I was younger we used to always go to their house for Christmas. With such a large family it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;constant&lt;/span&gt; chaos, but we loved it! One of my favorite memories is that no matter what time we would arrive at the house (and it was usually late at night or EARLY morning :) there were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; people up and usually several of the Aunts were in the kitchen cooking. It was the stuff that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fairy tales&lt;/span&gt; are made of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Grandpa were both buried in a small church graveyard across from the old farmhouse that hold so many memories for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of us. It was a little poetic...the hearse and the long line of cars making up the funeral procession driving down that long gravel road and past that old farmhouse (now belonging to someone else, and so changed) to lay grandma to rest beside grandpa. For awhile, I wanted to turn back time and be a child again and burst through that front door and explore the 3 story house with all of its rooms and memories. It's a chapter closed but not forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I try to remember those times especially when I am spending time with my nieces and nephews. I am helping to make their memories and I always want them to be good ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491958560583707394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDdbNpTB6wI/AAAAAAAADqU/cTPNlvBPYNM/s400/100_9212.JPG" /&gt; So, here is my mother with her 9 brothers and sisters the day of the funeral. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think they are the most beautiful family ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491958548669700146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDdbM86gmDI/AAAAAAAADqM/zxpR9WzMkig/s400/100_9196.JPG" /&gt;Friday before the funeral, I was able to spend the day with my sis &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt;, her 4 kids and my brothers two kids at Abilene Youth Camp. I used to LOVE youth camp and although didn't attend Abilene, it was fun to go and spend the day with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next weekend was Father's Day. We had our traditional Sunday dinner here at the farm with the family. The girls prepared the lunch (an Italian Feast thanks to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tyra&lt;/span&gt;!!) and we forced the guys (wasn't hard) to sit on the couch and eat sausage, cheese &amp;amp; crackers, drink Sweet Tea and watch Andy Griffith Show videos while we prepared the meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, the men had done the same for us the month before for Mother's Day! Wanted to give them some credit here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next week was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt; at our church. I love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VBS&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; is still too y&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;oung&lt;/span&gt; to go and since Mom and Dad were already "in town" every day for work, I just told them to help with that and I stayed home in the evening with grandma. That week, someone who used to go to church with grandma, offered to some spend the day with her and let me have a "day off"! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; thoughtful. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; and I went to the park and met Seth for little bit (was TOO hot to stay long). Then we met some girlfriends for lunch and spent the afternoon just hanging out. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed it! So nice to have a girls day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Father's Day we gave Seth some CA$H to spend on his fishing time the following weekend. He, my dad, my brother and my sister's husband all went down to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Texoma&lt;/span&gt; Lake to do a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;striper&lt;/span&gt; fishing. They drove down on Friday night and stayed at a lodge there and were on a guided fishing boat the next day. They caught about 24 fish (the guide said it was a bad day) and had an awesome time! We loved hearing their stories when they got home. I'm not sure &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; thought it was quite fair that daddy went fishing without her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No pix from this trip though! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week was mom and dad's "vacation" and we spent the whole week working here around the house. Cleaning, packing, purging, and organizing! With 3 families worth of stuff in one house we were feeling a little suffocated. It was hard work, but worth it and things are beginning to feel a little more orderly. Saturday Seth and Dad were delivering some things to my Aunt and let &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; go along for the ride, so I spent the day catching up on my 10 loads of laundry! YUCK! But by the time they were home it was all folded and put away and it felt great and I have been able to do a load or two most every day this week and STAY caught up and that just is awesome! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eve seriously did not realize how good she had it before she ate that apple.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Laundry is part of the curse! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that is how we spent our July 3rd. We were able to shoot off a few fireworks when the guys got home that night. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; loved the "snaps". It was a rainy weekend. After church Sunday night with spent the evening hanging out at my sister's waiting to see if the town fireworks were going to be a go or not...they were not. ;( I think they have been rescheduled for sometime in August or September! :) So we have that to look forward to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;this week (7/7) to these two!! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491990748834295650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDd4fP3_72I/AAAAAAAADrc/Bzzp8srMs1s/s400/Beth+and+Amy.bmp" /&gt;My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SIL&lt;/span&gt; Amy, and her twin Beth. They are celebrating together in OH this week! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is proof that I really should update more often. We have a busy weekend ahead, but I'm just going to have to save that for next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Friday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-8693056824765178296?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8693056824765178296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=8693056824765178296' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/8693056824765178296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/8693056824765178296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/07/family-friday.html' title='Family FRIDAY!*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDdmhjzD6vI/AAAAAAAADrU/6IiSkD7P3Ok/s72-c/us+-+july+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-2406233295774753033</id><published>2010-07-08T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T00:19:35.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDbNQg7qHcI/AAAAAAAADqE/MeNM_5mBMJM/s1600/100_9274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491802479226658242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDbNQg7qHcI/AAAAAAAADqE/MeNM_5mBMJM/s400/100_9274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, this seems a little "dark", but it's where my mind is tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm thankful for a life (so far) free from great tragedy or loss. I've recently watched several movies based on tragic real-life events and it has heightened my awareness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From the death of a baby to senseless acts of terrorism, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;loss, devastation, hate, anger, violence are all around us. There is no magic formula to keep it away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even Christians suffer, sometimes more so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, I realize that I or my family is in no way exempt from tragedy or loss. And I cannot begin to understand some of the suffering I have seen others endure. I just pray if my time comes I will be ready and my Faith will be strong. The future really is in His hands. And I pray I will always have a heart ready to forgive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Forgiveness rids the heart of hatred and makes room for LOVE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both cannot dwell there.~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Counting my blessing here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-2406233295774753033?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2406233295774753033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=2406233295774753033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2406233295774753033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2406233295774753033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/07/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDbNQg7qHcI/AAAAAAAADqE/MeNM_5mBMJM/s72-c/100_9274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-203499135123777877</id><published>2010-07-07T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:35:43.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight I've decided share about one of my favorite hobbies. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Home Decorating!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not saying I'm good at it, or that my style is appealing to anyone else... it's just something I love to do. As a Christian I've has some mental struggles in this area around what is necessary and what is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;frivolous&lt;/span&gt;, but I do love making my house a home. I want my home to be a place where especially my family, but also anyone who enters will feel at home here. Right now my home is at my grandmother's house, while we are taking care of her. She is not really able to keep house anymore and so I have enjoyed being able to add my touch and redecorate in many of the rooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491383001857931250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDVPvt9cN_I/AAAAAAAADps/8DIy17E_Zfc/s400/DSC03126.JPG" /&gt; This room has has several different functions over the past several months. It is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kind of&lt;/span&gt; an open floor plan and a pass-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; room from the kitchen to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;living room&lt;/span&gt; area. My grandmother had it set up as a dining room but there is such a nice eating area in the kitchen it was not used much. Then we had it set up as a sitting area/toy room for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; because we need a room to store an extra couch and chairs in. But last week we were able to bring my large bookcase from our house and I started envisioning something different for this room. I wanted to create a reading room with a very warm, quiet feel. Budget is limited, so I'm trying to work with what we have!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight my mother showed up with 2 pictures that she had got from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kind of&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-rummage sale an older lady was having. I fell in love with these pictures immediately. I didn't imagine a large picture like this when planning the room, but I love them and the story they tell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is still very much a work in progress, but I had to share.&lt;/strong&gt; I was originally thinking of a warm sage color for the walls, but now I'm wondering if I should go with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;khaki&lt;/span&gt; or eggshell color. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...well, either way we will have fun putting it all together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also was wanting a wall saying...Adrian found one a Hobby Lobby for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Every child is a story yet to be told"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it will go perfect by this little child sitting picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491383018167041634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDVPwqt1fmI/AAAAAAAADp8/7zz1Nrh2-Q4/s400/DSC03129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't you just wonder what these two are talking about? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi's&lt;/span&gt; first question..."What are their names?" I love it!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491383008744883282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDVPwHnaxFI/AAAAAAAADp0/JrucV1UIoVA/s400/DSC03128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-203499135123777877?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/203499135123777877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=203499135123777877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/203499135123777877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/203499135123777877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/07/wordy-wednesday.html' title='Wordy Wednesday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDVPvt9cN_I/AAAAAAAADps/8DIy17E_Zfc/s72-c/DSC03126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-2316779941514184570</id><published>2010-07-06T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T08:22:27.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Table Tuesday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*!~&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SALZA&lt;/span&gt;~!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause that's how I say it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've recently really enjoyed making homemade salsa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It takes a little time, but I make it in large batches and it keeps well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like mine chunky and a little HOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDSQ907woyI/AAAAAAAADpk/NkmwtQSuVHc/s1600/DSC03080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491173237527192354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDSQ907woyI/AAAAAAAADpk/NkmwtQSuVHc/s400/DSC03080.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For this large of a batch (close to 2 gallons) I used a combination of fresh and canned ingredients. It stretches &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;further&lt;/span&gt; and you get the fresh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chunky&lt;/span&gt; goodness with a nice moist blend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't measure so I am just going to list what is in mine. The ingredients and amounts should be adjusted according to what you like best!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fresh tomatoes - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chunked&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Canned diced tomato &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fresh &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jalapenos&lt;/span&gt; - chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Large jar canned &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;jalapeno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Onion diced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fresh green onion - chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fresh cilantro - chopped &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt;...this is my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; ingredient!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lemon Juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Salt, Garlic Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sugar &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I added a little this time for a sweet salsa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;A few other random spices...whatever I feel like pulling out of the spice tray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDSQ9CQqFoI/AAAAAAAADpc/su6CjWff-g4/s1600/DSC03079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491173223924635266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDSQ9CQqFoI/AAAAAAAADpc/su6CjWff-g4/s400/DSC03079.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:) &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; thought that tomato looked &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; like an apple! She was already biting into before I could catch her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491173210599613906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDSQ8QnuZdI/AAAAAAAADpU/yxa4EXG2Mj0/s400/DSC03077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-2316779941514184570?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2316779941514184570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=2316779941514184570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2316779941514184570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2316779941514184570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/07/table-tuesday.html' title='Table Tuesday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDSQ907woyI/AAAAAAAADpk/NkmwtQSuVHc/s72-c/DSC03080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-1236716361562964975</id><published>2010-07-05T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:14:01.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madi Monday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have been working with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; on some scripture memorization for quite awhile. She still has some work to do on this one, but I think the learning process is so cute and fun so I wanted to share before she got it perfect! :) She started learning this by hearing me say it to her, mostly on a handful on nights where she wanted to sleep in our bed but would not calm down.  I would quote scriptures quietly and that seemed to help.  Now we will have her practice in family devotion time.  I think she is doing a GREAT job!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ PSALM 100 ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8e29453397efd39" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D08e29453397efd39%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867720%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27AC8AAFD0270BBD7CBE16CBA16FFBE15FB36B46.EACAFCE968F73842F8C7DA64E614C9309D32436%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8e29453397efd39%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkzOPL-Lo5xGEOsx3M5SN7WJEWSE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D08e29453397efd39%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867720%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D27AC8AAFD0270BBD7CBE16CBA16FFBE15FB36B46.EACAFCE968F73842F8C7DA64E614C9309D32436%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8e29453397efd39%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkzOPL-Lo5xGEOsx3M5SN7WJEWSE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; to bed tonight, she and I had WAY to long of a discussion about WHAT she was going to wear, WHETHER or not (the one button on the back of) her nightgown was going to be buttoned and WHO (she or I) was going to button it. Mommy had to put her foot down and insist on her wearing the nightgown and letting mommy button it. Such a silly argument, but she would stay awake for hours just changing clothes if I would let her! :) As I started to leave the room she started stomping in her bed and said "NO FAIR!". I paused and cautioned her about her attitude, to which she promptly replied, "Jonah said it!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;! She is only 2!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt; Jonah has said the same thing regarding ending up it the belly of the whale on her little bible story video! :) And if Jonah can say it, well, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; should be able to say it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is SO her right now. She has an answer for everything. She always tries to be a step ahead of me and usually is! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But SO MUCH FUN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are just a few &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;/Daddy collages from the last couple weeks. I'll have to try to do some more catching up later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490684785390008162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDLUuK7QN2I/AAAAAAAADpM/n-gyVeTEZTU/s400/With+Daddy+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 364px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490684774611929218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDLUtixjyII/AAAAAAAADpE/l4Qo884i-7Q/s400/Madi+and+Daddy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-1236716361562964975?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1236716361562964975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=1236716361562964975' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1236716361562964975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1236716361562964975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/07/madi-monday.html' title='Madi Monday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TDLUuK7QN2I/AAAAAAAADpM/n-gyVeTEZTU/s72-c/With+Daddy+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-524008718315678248</id><published>2010-06-16T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:45:10.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(but it's all I got right now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I glanced at my couple other "Wordy Wednesday" posts and well...I still don't know that I have many words yet. I am still searching for my voice, trying to find my inspiration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't mind change. Usually I embrace it. I don't worry about much of anything and just accept what life brings as part of the package and then try to figure out how I am supposed to deal with it. Such was the case when I lost my job and then a few months later when we moved to "the farm" to help with my grandmother's care. We just went with it! And, given the chance, I wouldn't change my decisions. But I was unprepared for the characteristics it would bring out in me. The challenges I would face and the resolve it would take. I'm sure this could apply to any change/challenge in life, this just happens to be mine. My toughest challenge yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am learning some things about myself and alot of them, I don't like what I see. I won't hang out all my dirty laundry here! :) I'm just kindof thinking on the page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've read alot of blogs, listened to broadcasts and read books on motivation/inspiration for the wife, mother, housekeeper. And I really enjoy them, but hmmmm...I'm not sure I am ready to be motivated yet!  I have been a mommy for almost 3 years now and I realize that for the 7 years (of marriage) prior to that I was able to live very selfishly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soooo much time to myself.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So much quiet. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So.Much.About.Me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wouldn't change it for the world.  I love being a mommy and I love being a caregiver.  I just feel like I am having to try to catch up to myself sometimes. &lt;em&gt;I am having to learn that I need to recognize/resist the things that sabatoge my peace, make me feel discontented, sap the life and joy out of me.&lt;/em&gt;  It's a journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ready or not, Here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-524008718315678248?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/524008718315678248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=524008718315678248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/524008718315678248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/524008718315678248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/06/wordy-wednesday.html' title='Wordy Wednesday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-1728916925642759088</id><published>2010-06-15T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T20:05:33.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Table Tuesday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of our favorite sides has become &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;"Baked, Bacon-Wrapped, Sweet Potato"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of our good friends introduced us to "Bacon-Wrapped Potatoes" when we lived in Indiana.  And they are delicious. Over the past year we have started doing the same thing with sweet potato and love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heres How:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scrub Potato&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wrap One Slice Uncooked Bacon Around Potato&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wrap In Foil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bake in Oven &lt;strong&gt;or on Grill&lt;/strong&gt; (Great Summer Food!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(in oven, I recommend putting them on a pan in case any of the bacon grease leaks out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My cooking time varies.  If I want to get supper started early I will put them in and bake them on low for several hours.  Or if I have less time, I will put them in at 400-450 degrees for 45-60 minutes.  We like them soft so your cooking time may vary depending on your own preference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bacon cooks very nicely right along with the potato, but eating the bacon is optional.  Some eat it right along with the skin.  I prefer not too and peel off both the bacon and the skin, but just having cooked it in the bacon makes the potato &lt;strong&gt;so moist&lt;/strong&gt; and gives it a great flavor!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madi eats it great just plain! :) or add any of your favorite toppings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483198286715445042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TBg7ymC0XzI/AAAAAAAADo0/YydoVlBWB2o/s400/BakedSweetPotato.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; *photo stolen from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-1728916925642759088?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1728916925642759088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=1728916925642759088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1728916925642759088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1728916925642759088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/06/table-tuesday.html' title='Table Tuesday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TBg7ymC0XzI/AAAAAAAADo0/YydoVlBWB2o/s72-c/BakedSweetPotato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4379043128349657249</id><published>2010-06-14T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:17:21.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madi Monday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*!*SUMMER FUN*!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madi has decided she would like to take up fishing! :) Her and Seth went a few weeks ago and she LOVED it! She came thru the door and said emphatically "we did catch any fish, we just catch grass"! Below is her all ready to go fishing with daddy for the first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482856445011387794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TBcE4yddZZI/AAAAAAAADok/mOKHo8cyDv0/s400/1st+day+fishing.jpg" /&gt; So a few days later (when Seth was dragging me thru the hunting/fishing department at Wal-Mart) I couldn't resist picking her up a cute pink fishing rod, which she also loved, with a tiny flower shaped tackle box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482856441042844450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TBcE4jrSOyI/AAAAAAAADoc/hXocMUuKSCk/s400/Fishing+Pole.jpg" /&gt; She can spend hours playing outside so we try to find things to do outdoors as much as possible and the longer evenings have been great, allowing us to do a little more with Seth after he gets home from work. Didn't take me long to realize that her fair skin was not going to tolerate the summer sun too well. After her little scalp getting burned, I decided we needed to add some more hats to her wardrobe and thankfully she likes to wear them for the most part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last evening we decided to take our supper to the lake for a little picnic and some much needed "just us 3" family time. Madi called it a "picmic" and thought it was great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After we got home she came and climbed on my lap, gave me and hug and said "I had fun with you mommy"! :) Yeah, pretty much melted my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 345px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482857573808569794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TBcF6fjrfcI/AAAAAAAADos/yL9Tya4kx7Y/s400/Picmic+collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-4379043128349657249?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4379043128349657249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4379043128349657249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4379043128349657249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4379043128349657249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/06/madi-monday.html' title='Madi Monday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/TBcE4yddZZI/AAAAAAAADok/mOKHo8cyDv0/s72-c/1st+day+fishing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-3669172496210787447</id><published>2010-05-26T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:58:50.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Table(less) Tuesday - Wordy Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow, we are back around to Tuesday and already a week since my last post. But this will not be a Table Tuesday post because lately I have had alot on my plate and put very little on the table! :) That is, I have been VERY BUSY, but not at home much. Hence the lack of postings. So tonight I'll do a quick Family Update. Last Thursday Madi and got to head back to Missouri with Seth. One of the jobs he has been doing there just happens to be on a basement for my sister and her husband. So we got to go along and enjoy some time with her and a LITTLE bit of extra time with Seth too! Some of the rest of the crew came down on Friday and Maria, Bradyn and Kaylee came too, so it was a fun day to "go to work with the daddy's"! We (well Adrian did for all of us :) packed a lunch and headed out to the job site. I didn't take my camera, but Maria took several pix &lt;a href="http://darrinmaria.blogspot.com/2010/05/family.html"&gt;(click here)&lt;/a&gt; and I stole a couple with this post We left mid afternoon to go wash 5 dirty kids and get them down for naps. I'll spare you the details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475415050467635474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_yU-njzcRI/AAAAAAAADoA/IOy2qp1iUyc/s400/Girls+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475415048022984242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_yU-ec9BjI/AAAAAAAADn4/iSw6sBmhcUE/s400/Girls+2.jpg" /&gt;The guys finished for the day in really good time and after a delish supper we headed down to Branson to see &lt;a href="http://sightsound2-px.rtrk.com/WebSiteSS/home.do"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;NOAH'S (the Musical) at the Sight &amp;amp; Sound Theatre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I won't try to describe it, but it was incredible and I would highly recommend it! It was pricy but well worth it in my opionin. Madi had so many questions that the nice lady in front of us turned around and told her to be quiet! :) Which of course I thought was uncalled for, but yeah, I'm her mom and I LOVED hearing all of her questions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday was more work, work, work for the guys and shopping for the girls. Loved having the Expedition where all 5 carseats and 3 adults could be buckled in safe and comfy. Really very little shopping was accomplished by the time you get that many kids and mommies around but we had fun anyway. Most of the time was spent with the kiddos in the mall playland and the mommies takings turns going to shops! We had to head home Saturday night but Seth and I weren't ready for "our time" to end so Aunt Tyra volunteered to keep Madi for the night and Seth and I were able to go on down to Bartlesville, OK for some much needed just us time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday morning bright and early was back to MO for Seth and Madi and I had been invited to go along a field trip to the Wichita Zoo with a couple of my nephews class. We had such a great day and was a nice break from the normal for us. I forgot my camera...so no pictures!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By Monday night I was back "on duty" with grandma feeling refreshed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuesday we spent most of the day/evening in town with a friend of mine who is also caring for her grandmother some. We ate out, did a little grocery shopping cooked our evening meal together, and in general tried to keep the grandmas from hurting themselves while trying to help eachother! :) Our grandmothers were friends when they were younger and it is such a blessing have that in common. Just another way I feel God is looking out for me and has blessed us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I prayed a small, feeble prayer a few weeks ago. Don't want to give alot of details, but want to give praise to God. I say the prayer was feeble, because at the time I wansn't even sure that I meant it. Something I felt like needed to change ( I needed to change) but wasn't sure I was ready too and yet really felt like it would be for the best. So I breathed a prayer....mostly that God would help me get my heart into it. And you know what? He has!! Oh, I have not arrived yet, but I have seen the slightest change in me the past couple of weeks and it a change I could not procure on my own. It is all Him. And my heart is so grateful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well this has turned into a Wordy Wednesday post too, cause I didn't get it all finished last night...my hubby made it back from MO though! Yeah!! It is good to have him home for awhile! Today, Grandma and I were back to town to help a friend get a periodical ready for mailing. Madi spent the day playing with Bradyn and Kaylee. Tonight we'll be at the park for a combined birthday celebration for myself (last week) and my brother (yesterday). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My grandmother Bacon is very near the end. She has been ill for a very long time and has not known us. But she had not taken in any nutrition for many days and her pulse has started to drop. Say a prayer for my mothers family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blessings on your week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-3669172496210787447?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3669172496210787447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=3669172496210787447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3669172496210787447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3669172496210787447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/05/tableless-tuesday.html' title='Table(less) Tuesday - Wordy Wednesday'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_yU-njzcRI/AAAAAAAADoA/IOy2qp1iUyc/s72-c/Girls+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-5927156684899733000</id><published>2010-05-19T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:08:13.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caregiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, I thought a Wordy Wednesday might be an opportunity for me to share something inspirational or insightful, creative or crafty...but that is just not where I am at this morning. Sitting here on the side of the bed waiting for Madison to finish on the toilet. (Now why can't I find any &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inspiration&lt;/span&gt;!? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is a very stormy rainy day out and you know how I love stormy rainy days! Inside it feels cozy and warm and that in itself is inspirational to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is so hard to believe but we are in our 9&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; month of living at "the farm" and helping care for grandma. We have had our ups and downs. It has not always been easy going from the role of adoring granddaughter to caregiver. I have made &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of mistakes along the way and sometimes I've wished for the chance to take something back or realize later I would do things differently.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; This morning it felt like I got just such the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I realized grandma thinks I am someone else today (not sure who!). She has taken on a more motherly role to Madison. I believe she thinks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi's&lt;/span&gt; mama is gone today and so she needs to take care of her. She told me she was sure glad I was the one who came today! She has been extra cooperative and helpful. It may seem like such a small thing but it just felt like I had a chance to do some things different. To be more kind and patient myself and respond differently than I have been. Not saying that I wish her to be confused, but it's one of those "all things working for good". I just felt like God used it for good today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God is really the God of 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; chances isn't He? I have needed that Grace more times in my life than I care to number. It is so amazing how He can make all things new. Wash us whiter than snow. Help us start again. He can take all of our faults and failures and turn them into something that can really be used to Glorify Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This post hasn't turned out to be what I expected. But I guess I needed this reminder. Here is a verse/promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;II Corinthians 5:17&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-5927156684899733000?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5927156684899733000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=5927156684899733000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5927156684899733000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5927156684899733000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/05/wordy-wednesday.html' title='Wordy Wednesday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-7412584586238948187</id><published>2010-05-18T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:09:02.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dessert'/><title type='text'>Table Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whip 'Em Up, Natalie...Just Whip 'Em Up!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my goals in the kitchen lately has been to be more spontaneous! Not that I plan my meals to detail, because I don't at all, but I pretty much cook when I have to and what I have to. I have never been a big on baking. I have found (as I listen to my husband) that a little treat once in awhile goes a long way to his heart. A few weeks ago he was so hungry for something sweet and there was really nothing to be found! So I decided to "WHIP UP!" some of my mothers No Bake Cookies. My mom is great at just putting this together even in the middle of cooking Sunday Dinner....She just whips them up! (You know you are going to find yourselft saying this!! :) Now this is nothing new, and I don't know that her recipe is special or any different from any other recipe, but they are &lt;em&gt;GOOD!!&lt;/em&gt; and they are &lt;em&gt;EASY!!&lt;/em&gt; and they made us all smile. That evening, Grandma, Madi, Seth &amp;amp; I stood around the kitchen with a cups of Cold Milk and Warm No Bakes for a bedtime snack. It just felt right ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll post her recipe below. Everything does not have to be a production! Everything does not have to be perfect. Just do it! And do it now for the ones you love the most...not just company!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Momma's No Bake Cookies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(oh, I did steal the picture, because no, we did not take time to take one!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472673772171303394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_LXzOHeGeI/AAAAAAAADnw/2BcwClWcFGU/s400/no-bake-2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;In a medum saucepan: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Melt&lt;strong&gt; 1 stick butter &lt;/strong&gt;with &lt;strong&gt;1/2 cup milk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stir in &lt;strong&gt;1/4 cup Coco&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; 2 cups Sugar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boil for 1 minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Add &lt;strong&gt;1 capful Vanilla&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3/4 cup Crunchy Peanut Butter&lt;/strong&gt; (Jiff or PeterPan BEST!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;3 cups oatmeal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MiX WELL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and spoon out onto wax paper immediately while still hot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let set up as little or long as you like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-7412584586238948187?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7412584586238948187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=7412584586238948187' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7412584586238948187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7412584586238948187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/05/table-tuesday.html' title='Table Tuesday!'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_LXzOHeGeI/AAAAAAAADnw/2BcwClWcFGU/s72-c/no-bake-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-7614618447390254932</id><published>2010-05-17T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:09:27.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature Walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madi'/><title type='text'>Madi Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been trying to think how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; has changed since my last update about her. Most of what comes to mind is not all fun!! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472382268223499794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HOrdSbrhI/AAAAAAAADmw/xqgPYI7WCm8/s400/NW+8.jpg" /&gt; Lately she really likes to challenge everything! If I say no, she says yes!! She likes to repeat my instructions back to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;, don't drink the bath water, that is gross."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It's gross for YOU, mommy!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yes, but mommy is not the one drinking the bath water." :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a few more "instructions" I've heard lately:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Hush your mouth, mommy!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Do you understand me?!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;She is learning new big words like "attitude" and "obey" (well, not so BIG, but so hard to do!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When told that she MUST obey mommy, she will say, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I don't want to "bey" on you mommy"!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...a concept we still need to work on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Well, we HAVE been able so have some fun even with all the discipline we have had to work on lately. Saturday I wanted to take a walk, and wanted to take &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; with me. So I thought she might enjoy a nature walk a little more. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alot&lt;/span&gt; slower pace and not the aerobic pace I needed :) but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; more fun. We grabbed a basket and a pair of heavy duty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scissors&lt;/span&gt; and headed out. I decided to take my camera too and I was so glad I did! Our walk consisted of basically our driveway (1/4 mile long) and then across the road onto my uncles property where he is building a house. Even such a short distance afforded us PLENTY to get into.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HPeVyGZ_I/AAAAAAAADnI/qhI3wJizYfQ/s1600/NW+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472383142382168050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HPeVyGZ_I/AAAAAAAADnI/qhI3wJizYfQ/s400/NW+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABOVE: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I love this picture of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Deogy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;. With an only child, a pet has been just perfect for us. He is her guardian. And follows her around most of the time she is outside. Although sometimes he leads her into trouble! Like today when (I am assuming) he led her through the row of trees/fence outside our kitchen window into the big open field on the other side. I had to drive the 4-wheeler down our lane and around the row of trees to get to her ( I still &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; figured out where her and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Deogy&lt;/span&gt; are going through the fence at!) and when I got to her (a little panicked!) she assured me that it was "OK" and that she was "picking me flowers". I had to smile. And also had to remind her again about her boundaries!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had so much fun editing these pictures :) You should be able to click on them to make them larger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HPd09cX2I/AAAAAAAADnA/BP6gp8Ae2pc/s1600/NW+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472383133571374946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HPd09cX2I/AAAAAAAADnA/BP6gp8Ae2pc/s400/NW+7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ABOVE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; More pix from our nature walk. The middle right picture cracks me up. I think she was getting a little tired on our way back and also doing a little pouting. I asked her if she was sad cause daddy was gone (he was still away on work in Missouri). Later on our 4-wheeler ride when we passed that spot on the drive she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reminisced&lt;/span&gt; "Her was sad, her daddy was gone." :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HOr8rfwzI/AAAAAAAADm4/JvvSRpBRKG0/s1600/NW+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472382276650124082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HOr8rfwzI/AAAAAAAADm4/JvvSRpBRKG0/s400/NW+6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HOqx5JOWI/AAAAAAAADmo/r2YtxTUt8CQ/s1600/NW+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472382256574708066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HOqx5JOWI/AAAAAAAADmo/r2YtxTUt8CQ/s400/NW+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472382249363217506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HOqXBynGI/AAAAAAAADmg/KJjDn8Gy-uM/s400/NW+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472380800765358258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HNWClJcLI/AAAAAAAADlw/8MkorbYnQFY/s400/NW+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472382245111313682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HOqHMDtRI/AAAAAAAADmY/b8tqS2yOPTQ/s400/NW+4.jpg" /&gt;Madi can't get enough of the 4-wheeler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HNXvPUWII/AAAAAAAADmQ/ta29Xk1H2-4/s1600/DSC03042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472380829933262978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HNXvPUWII/AAAAAAAADmQ/ta29Xk1H2-4/s400/DSC03042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABOVE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; When I am at the computer Madi loves to get up on the desk and get into everything! This day I let her climb on the desk with me and she starting getting into everything and said she was "working". Quickly she jumped down and returned with her boots on. Of course, MUST have on boots when working! And yes, the hairdo is her very own creation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472380815270485010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HNW4ncHBI/AAAAAAAADmA/9I_OH3s9MKc/s400/100_9020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't pick your nose Madi! :) YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HNXSYsS4I/AAAAAAAADmI/g7Afovi3TMs/s1600/DSC03046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472380822187953026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HNXSYsS4I/AAAAAAAADmI/g7Afovi3TMs/s400/DSC03046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;We found this little night gown in some clothes that were given us. Madi loved it and had to wear it all day the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;A couple weeks ago Madi was in the bathtub and I walked in and she started "kissing" the side of the tub..."&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am kissing my boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; she explained. I think I am going to have to have a talk to her little cousins who were here the night before. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Awwww...I hope I am up to this task of raising her! It is upon me, ready or not. I am a little amazed that God laid such an incredible task to my humanness! Thankfully He does not ask us to do it alone. I have felt a little like a single parent the past few weeks while Seth has been gone so much for work. But the Heavenly Father has promised Wisdom. And I see more and more my need to rely on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James 1:5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-7614618447390254932?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7614618447390254932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=7614618447390254932' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7614618447390254932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7614618447390254932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/05/madi-monday.html' title='Madi Monday'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S_HOrdSbrhI/AAAAAAAADmw/xqgPYI7WCm8/s72-c/NW+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-770427770953517076</id><published>2010-05-12T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T19:01:07.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I had big plans for keeping my blog updated!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;But life has had other plans!  We had a wonderful Mother's Day here with my family on Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tornado Watch/Warnings swept through on Monday sending us to the basement and knocking out the internet for awhile.  My grandmother had another episode with her heart on Tuesday keeping me busy most of the day (it's a full time job trying to get her to rest! :).  And sickness has kept me in the Dr. Office or in bed most of the day today.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is all the update for now.  But what will I be THANKFUL for tomorrow?  My dear sister Tyra kept Madi for me tonight and will be coming up tomorrow to help me with Madi and grandma.  SUCH a blessing.  And hopefully I will be back to normal soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wishing you all a blessed rest of week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-770427770953517076?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/770427770953517076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=770427770953517076' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/770427770953517076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/770427770953517076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-had-big-plans-for-keeping-my-blog.html' title='I had big plans for keeping my blog updated!...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4455254805202167151</id><published>2010-05-08T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:18:49.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook'/><title type='text'>the Simple Woman's Daybook * Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesimplewomansdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468760353517927074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-TwkRks-qI/AAAAAAAADlo/advsm7YJo6Y/s400/tdbsmall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OUTSIDE MY WINDOW: It is a beautiful morning! It is cool, the sun is shining and everything is turning green. The office where I am is on the back side of the house. I can see the garden reminding me there is alot that needs done. The greenhouse where we hope to set up alot of things for grandma to work with since she loves gardening, but probably will not be able to work in the big garden. And the "tractor tire" Strawberry Patch is already in bloom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM THINKING: About all I really need to get done today. Catch up on laundry and get the house cleaned for Sunday. It may be Mother's Day and the guys may be cooking, but I don't think any of them are going to show up today to actually get the house ready for all the company they have invited! :) I guess I'm the one that thinks it needs to be Spic &amp;amp; Span anyway, so that is what I'll be working on today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM THANKFUL FOR: Well...a whole day to get it all done i!! Mom is helping with grandma today and I don't have to go anywhere. Also that in His Wisdom, the Heavenly Father created a Day of Rest!! My man is really going to need it tomorrow. My plans for him to spend the day catching up on his sleep were sabatoged. He got home at 3:30 this morning and had to be back on the job by 7:30. I'm afraid he will be spending a good bit of his day tomorrow with Bro. Pillow and Sis. Sheets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FROM THE KITCHEN: I am staying out of it today as much as possible! I made a huge pan of vegetable/beef soup on Thursday and anyone that comes looking for food today is going to get sent to warm up a bowl of leftover!! My clean up from supper got interrupted too many times last night and I still have a sink full of pans. Once those are done, I'm outta there :) Well, beside to mop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM WEARING: Going to spend the day in my houserobe and pajamas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM CREATING: Creativity is TOO much for me to think about right now! I have some ideas WAY on the back burner, but they are going to have to come out another week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM GOING: NOWHERE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM READING: "To Train Up a Child" and a couple different Dee Henderson books. I rarely read one book at a time anymore and it take me forever to get through any of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM HOPING: To finish getting Madi's room put back together along with everything else today. Wow, my mind is really on a narrow track!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM HEARING: The sound of the washer, and the pitter patter of Madi's feet (she RARELY walks anywhere these days...always a run.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AROUND THE HOUSE: Well, I think you have already got the picture on that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ONE OF MY FAVORITE THINGS: Being inside on a rainy day! :) The only thing that would make this "all day inside" day better for me, is some rain outside. But that would spoil it for many others, I am sure, so I won't wish for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PLANS FOR THE WEEK: Looking so forward to a visit we have planned with &lt;a href="http://kylenmandy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;MANDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and her four girls on Tuesday! I've linked her blog to her name, or it's on my sidebar under Kyle &amp;amp; Mandy. Mandy is PG with #5 (a boy!) and she is on a "fun mom" campaign until the baby comes (a fun activity with her girls every weekday)! Wow, how cool! She has inspired me. We have asked her to come and bring their school work or whatever they need to do for the day. We'll have lunch together and hopefully get in some FUN activites as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You can link to the Simple Woman's Daybook site by clicking the picture above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-4455254805202167151?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4455254805202167151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4455254805202167151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4455254805202167151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4455254805202167151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/05/simple-womans-daybook-saturday.html' title='the Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook * Saturday'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-TwkRks-qI/AAAAAAAADlo/advsm7YJo6Y/s72-c/tdbsmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-2338480257843183215</id><published>2010-05-07T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:19:28.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joel Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>FAMILY Friday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Saturday we attended a wedding. My cousin Joel was wed to a beautiful bride, Lauren! Who (well what girl anyway!) doesn't love a wedding and all the more one where God is the center and there is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of love and family support?! I'm sure this makes me sound SO old, but I'm just going to say it anyway...Joel has this special place in my heart! :) Such a great kid and I am so excited for him and Lauren! CONGRATULATIONS you two! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468379164685362034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-OV4Kg343I/AAAAAAAADlY/ngwr3O6LoDQ/s400/Schaper+Wedding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back in February(?) we purchased an Expedition (here I am shamelessly posting of it sitting in the cluttered garage!). It seats 9 and the main reason we wanted something that big was to have a vehicle large enough for the six of us living here on "the farm" to be able to make the 30 minute ride to church together on Sundays. It has been great! So my sister, her husband and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; were able to ride to the wedding with us and afterward about 30 of our friends and family met up at Olive Garden in Joplin. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mmmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mmm&lt;/span&gt;!! Our fair little town does not boast many restaurants and Olive Garden is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; of Seth and I's. We were tired, but it was a wonderful day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468382472450256082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-OY4s5erNI/AAAAAAAADlg/YKBDEMZQJIw/s400/100_8990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday night we attended a Recital of one of my cousins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468374853023540722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-OR9MUlpfI/AAAAAAAADlQ/pgDMwKv8PGQ/s400/100_8986.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Taylar&lt;/span&gt;. Excellent Job, both of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a nice change of pace for a Monday evening and I loved being there to support them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed it too, and when we got home she put on a little recital of her own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468374839018560850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-OR8YJinVI/AAAAAAAADlI/2UJd4egSCiA/s400/100_8983.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Monday started a whole week of craziness at work for Seth! He has worked some very long hours. We still have our house in town and that is where most of his work has been, so he has stayed over almost every night...it has allowed him to get a little more sleep instead of spending extra time on the road, but we have MISSED him! I am starting to feel for those mommies that stay at home every week or longer while daddy is at work. It is tough for both husband and wife and the little ones too, and makes you treasure your together time a lot more! He was able to get away a little earlier on Wednesday night and take mommy and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; for a date to get some McDonald's ice cream. We both were very happy to see him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today, Friday, mom is off from her office job, so she will be helping with grandma and we are all going to go to Track &amp;amp; Field Day at my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nieces&lt;/span&gt; and nephews school. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; doesn't know yet, but I'm so excited for a chance for her to get to spend a good part of the day outside!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think I am going to spend part of the weekend sorting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi's&lt;/span&gt; clothes. I have several tubs and bags just lying around right now and it is REALLY feeding her habit of changing clothes every 5 minutes! She is on her 3rd outfit just while I'm doing this post! I plan to send my husband to bed for most of the day on Saturday if he will cooperate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looking forward to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mother's Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on Sunday. We have already been informed that the men are going to be doing the cooking and Grilled &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tilapia&lt;/span&gt; is on the menu. I can't wait!! Seeing all those men in the kitchen just makes my heart warm!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, I must sign off...Madi is getting into everything. She is supposed to be in time out in the chair right now, and she is, but she keeps trying to say the word "gargaling" (gargle?) for some reason and it is cracking me up. I'm having a hard time keeping serious about the discipline.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;"The family is a haven in a heartless world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;C.L.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-2338480257843183215?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2338480257843183215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=2338480257843183215' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2338480257843183215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2338480257843183215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/05/family-friday.html' title='FAMILY Friday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-OV4Kg343I/AAAAAAAADlY/ngwr3O6LoDQ/s72-c/Schaper+Wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-1607100073342521184</id><published>2010-05-06T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T11:08:24.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKFUL Thursday*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To bring some order to my blog, I have tried to designate different days for different things....I am just a little neurotic like that at times! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I wanted to "publish" something that I am thankful for. SO many things spring to mind. I am so blessed. But I as sit here and contemplate, I realize that for many of those things I am just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my head. I KNOW they are blessings and I KNOW I should be thankful for them. Some of it just has not got to my heart and I have not really taken full advantage of those blessings. I won't go into details (maybe I'll save that for a WORDY Wednesday :) but I am taking note of it. And I am going to talk to God about giving me a truely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ThANkfUL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*~~*~~*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For today I am&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANKFUL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that our Heavenly Father never gives up on us. I have needed His Grace over an over especially the past few months and He has always been there. I am &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKFUL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that He allows a second chance ( and a 99th!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*~~*~~*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this plaque hanging on my mothers wall:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oh Thou who has given us so much, Mercifully grant us one more thing - A Grateful Heart."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-1607100073342521184?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1607100073342521184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=1607100073342521184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1607100073342521184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1607100073342521184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/05/thankful-thursday.html' title='THANKFUL Thursday*'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4197023306386353401</id><published>2010-05-04T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:23:05.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madi'/><title type='text'>Happenings in the Herring Household</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our little blog has been silent for awhile, but our lives have been anything but uneventful! I will try to post some updates. I started looking through the cameras to remind myself what we have been up to and to find some pictures and I came across this picture my mom took of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;. It is my &lt;em&gt;PHOTO PICK&lt;/em&gt; for the week. I just love her little expression and I've entitled it &lt;strong&gt;"thought".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CsN0wbB4I/AAAAAAAADlA/VwjtbvOTSGA/s1600/thought.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467559301127800706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CsN0wbB4I/AAAAAAAADlA/VwjtbvOTSGA/s400/thought.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-ClL0uVEVI/AAAAAAAADk4/6iQDJfnCf0s/s1600/100_8784.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; is deep into the terrific twos! I seriously don't know what is going to happen with her next. So much fun and keeping us &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; busy! Last week she got her foot in the way of a shutting car door...OUCH! Thankfully it did not actually shut on her foot, but just gave her a really good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bruise&lt;/span&gt;. It was one of her first big "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;owies&lt;/span&gt;" and worthy of a picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CkkerokNI/AAAAAAAADkw/mKofwRFk3_4/s1600/100_8900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467550894246105298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CkkerokNI/AAAAAAAADkw/mKofwRFk3_4/s400/100_8900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and also worthy of some really good pampering! :) It happened Sunday night after church and mommy made her a Strawberry Shake which she used as an IV and propped her foot up on the couch and watched videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CkjwQ0ggI/AAAAAAAADko/H-G8Qezz-p8/s1600/100_8899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467550881785610754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CkjwQ0ggI/AAAAAAAADko/H-G8Qezz-p8/s400/100_8899.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next two mornings she blew little white flowers out of her nose. YUCK! I realized that after she had picked a bouquet for Seth and I (and keeping one for herself) she must have been putting them up her nose while sitting in her car seat on our 30 minute ride home from church. She has had a cold ever since...but I do believe her nasal passage is clear. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH...notice the little bald spot in the picture below! Apparently she got bored while laying her her crib a couple weeks ago (supposed to be taking a nap) and decided to pull out her hair. MUCH to my dismay I later found PILES of hair in her crib and then started noticing her hair was VERY thin in places. I don't THINK this a recurring habit, but we are steering clear of too many hair accessories while it grows back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467536981003503826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CX6n0GiNI/AAAAAAAADjA/Ylm5DciWy5c/s400/DSC03027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a more fun note she is well on her way to filling up her new piggy bank. Her great Uncle spoils her with pocket change every time he visits us here at Grandma's house and she has quite the savings. So Papa Dave purchased her this adorable Princess Piggy Bank and we promised her a trip to the bank to open her first savings account as soon as it is filled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467536993742589026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CX7XRVjGI/AAAAAAAADjI/egu8mV5Ztt4/s400/DSC03030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of her FAVORITE ACTIVITIES right now is changing her clothes! Her &lt;a href="http://www.leahandnathan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aunt Leah&lt;/a&gt; would be proud! And her outfits are interesting to say the least. For the most part I let her wear what she wants and this may come back to haunt me! :) We are mostly just around the house, so it doesn't bother me too bad, but sometimes I cringe even when the rest of the family comes home! :) She seriously looks like a (cute, little) orphan.&lt;br /&gt;Below are a few snaps of recent ensembles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467549442492103474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CjP-egezI/AAAAAAAADkA/taPaWZu77xA/s400/100_8840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In this one...Grandma and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; attend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IHC&lt;/span&gt; right from our Kitchen Table...wonderful!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467549426259344818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CjPCAUPbI/AAAAAAAADj4/jdHCM4J17Zo/s400/100_8844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467549420904187682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CjOuDjByI/AAAAAAAADjw/iwLbg_JUKDQ/s400/100_8790.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so very blessed to spend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of time with my Grandma right now. I try to get pictures of her and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; together whenever I can. This is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; in on of her rare "still" moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467550869426500194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CkjCOLcmI/AAAAAAAADkY/A3cGcUQhgFk/s400/100_8847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUN STUFF!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks ago we were so lucky to have Adrian, Alexa and Baby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlynn&lt;/span&gt; for a four day visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467550863348674370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CkirlHL0I/AAAAAAAADkQ/LK7hpS8Bqpc/s400/100_8877.JPG" /&gt;Can you believe how much little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ashlynn&lt;/span&gt; has grown!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 358px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467549452964442098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CjQlfTr_I/AAAAAAAADkI/v6GZIULDQ4Q/s400/100_8853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls enjoyed a sleepover...and below go for a morning jeep ride to check the cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467550878781511362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CkjlEllsI/AAAAAAAADkg/98D0X9ZrPZg/s400/100_8891.JPG" /&gt; Sunday afternoons when some of the cousins get to be here are just the best! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; loves playing with them. Here &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;, four of her cousins and two dogs enjoy a four-wheeler ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467549410128982818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CjOF6icyI/AAAAAAAADjo/zdsheg5eBjo/s400/100_8769.JPG" /&gt;Daddy brought home a kite to fly with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; on a very windy day! I stayed in the house with grandma, but it was so fun to watch them out the window. He let her try to hold it, but it really scared her when the wind started unwinding the string right of of her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467538796422737538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CZkSxxroI/AAAAAAAADjY/p8d-BzcFjbg/s400/DSC03018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Planting flower seeds with the grandmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467538787974532738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CZjzTkToI/AAAAAAAADjQ/BCm2MoAomF8/s400/DSC03034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today we got out the little swimming pool. Hopefully this will provide &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun over the summer. Today it was a little too windy to enjoy too much, but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; was all game to try it nonetheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467538807295492850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CZk7SCwvI/AAAAAAAADjg/z-7bFozIaNk/s400/DSC03036.JPG" /&gt; Getting into Stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CX6KEHUqI/AAAAAAAADi4/2PslaAgDkr8/s1600/DSC03025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467536973017600674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CX6KEHUqI/AAAAAAAADi4/2PslaAgDkr8/s400/DSC03025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; loves to pretend. A recent routine has been her acting out her "Joseph and the Coat of Many Colors" that she has on video. She calls me "Father" and expects me to call her Joseph. In fact we are doing this routine even as I type...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;: "Bye Father"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "Bye Joseph, I love you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;: "I love you too"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "You are a good son!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;: "Father, I need something"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "Yes Joseph, what do you need?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;: "A camera"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Not right now Joseph."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;: "Father, Can I ask something"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "Yes, Joseph"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;: "I need juice." :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And on and on... I love playing Father and Joseph with her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves to repeat the things she hears the adults say...and living with 5 adults, she hears plenty. The other day, I was showing her something and she said "Cool, Cool Beans!" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt; she has heard grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vashti&lt;/span&gt; say this! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And often when I tell her to do something that she does not want to do, she will reply&lt;strong&gt;..."Not tonight".&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~~*~~*~~*~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW THINGS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~~*~~*~~*~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another milestone... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; has moved to the "big bed". Seriously a BIG bed too. She looks lost in it, but the room she stays in here at Grandma's house already was furnished and we just decided to take out the crib and not put in a toddler bed, so that she would have more floor space to play. So far she has done great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467536959256830050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CX5WzSoGI/AAAAAAAADiw/Vtzkt4DaAQ8/s400/DSC03024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467536953049931826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CX4_rc4DI/AAAAAAAADio/Do1M9QEc3sE/s400/DSC03022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madi also sang her first "special" in church last week. It was a family special and my mom, sister and my neice and I were all singing, so we thought it would be a good opportunity for Madi to sing with us. She and Taylar started out by singing a little Chorus "Jesus Loves Me, and He Loves You Too" I love to hear her sweet little voice sing these words:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jesus Loves Me and He Love You Too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Come and see how much He cares for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You will never know a friend so true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jesus Loves Me and He Loves You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she did a great job and then the rest of us went on to sing &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Peace (When I Leave It In Your Hands)".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; There were not enough mics to go around and so Tyra reached over to take Madi's mic as soon as Madi was done with her part. I thought things were going well until there seemed to be a wave of laughter through the congregation. I soon realized that Madi was in full pout with her arms crossed and pouchy lip because her mic had been taken away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...we have some work to do on platform etiquette, but I do hope she learns to love to sing for Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is getting late, so that is all we will post for tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing you all a blessed week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-4197023306386353401?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4197023306386353401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4197023306386353401' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4197023306386353401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4197023306386353401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-little-blog-has-been-silent-for.html' title='Happenings in the Herring Household'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S-CsN0wbB4I/AAAAAAAADlA/VwjtbvOTSGA/s72-c/thought.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4015458351671418648</id><published>2010-04-18T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:23:28.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madi'/><title type='text'>"God's Check-up"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S8vbIZ08GHI/AAAAAAAADiY/qhoshbC3K64/s1600/DSC03002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461699910535223410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S8vbIZ08GHI/AAAAAAAADiY/qhoshbC3K64/s400/DSC03002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; and I lying in bed (trying to wind down) discussing many things...colors....letters...her need to "do my hair". She throws her head back on the pillow looking straight up to the ceiling... &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Hi God"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then sitting up, says to me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You want to talk to God with me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Sure!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was happy to oblige! Especially since this morning in church she grumpily informed me, while on our knees during prayer time, that she did NOT want to talk to God.&lt;br /&gt;Lying back on the pillow (to God)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Are you here?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silence....tears springing to my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You are?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"We are playing Blues Clues!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (which we were not! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then, somewhat &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;indistinguishable&lt;/span&gt;, but obviously recalling the episode where Blue must visit the doctor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You need a checkup?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And with that our conversation with God ended abruptly as she bounded off the bed to go tend to "God's Checkup"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-4015458351671418648?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4015458351671418648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4015458351671418648' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4015458351671418648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4015458351671418648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/04/gods-check-up.html' title='&quot;God&apos;s Check-up&quot;'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S8vbIZ08GHI/AAAAAAAADiY/qhoshbC3K64/s72-c/DSC03002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4894852346718705890</id><published>2010-04-08T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:23:54.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herring'/><title type='text'>Palm Sunday Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We were THRILLED to have Seth's parents come for a visit weekend before last. Since moving back to KS from Indiana we feel like we have two homes, two church families, two families, two sets of friends....and I guess we do! But my heart just always feels like it is torn in two. So I feel very blessed when someone makes the trip between here and there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had a wonderful time. A visit to our small town park and zoo was squeezed in right before the rain on Saturday. Then a visit to the local coffee shop "AnneMae's". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457895364303001058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S75W6qqIFeI/AAAAAAAADho/aeV57VALLTg/s400/DSC02868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457895385864120626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S75W76-sqTI/AAAAAAAADiA/_QIC_u8fHXY/s400/DSC02886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457895379052969394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S75W7hmyvbI/AAAAAAAADh4/RyRgr32MWJY/s400/DSC02878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457895365832888530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S75W6wW4UNI/AAAAAAAADhw/OSTSVYXKtQ4/s400/DSC02876.JPG" /&gt;We went to Palm Sunday Service together Sunday morning. Had a nice lunch with my family and them stayed home Sunday night to color Easter eggs and just enjoy a few more hours visiting before they had to go home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457816440505050290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S74PIsmXJLI/AAAAAAAADg4/I7sFQHF1ntY/s400/100_8691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457823772844017266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S74VzfsMxnI/AAAAAAAADhY/hyoO1ZLNJgc/s400/DSC02946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S74PKXQBKSI/AAAAAAAADhQ/b-B46zOZvd4/s1600/DSC02943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457816469133928738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S74PKXQBKSI/AAAAAAAADhQ/b-B46zOZvd4/s400/DSC02943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Below... My FAVORITE picture from the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457816454329068738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S74PJgGQ7MI/AAAAAAAADhI/ZOEBMtGvycI/s400/100_8684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457816451803898770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S74PJWsN45I/AAAAAAAADhA/IzwXYLFd0Co/s400/100_8687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457816430141171266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S74PIF_a5kI/AAAAAAAADgw/HJcmwIMzLvY/s400/100_8695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They came bearing gifts (as usual!) and Madi loved all the goodies in her Easter Basket. The weekend passed too quickly but was very enjoyable just the same!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-4894852346718705890?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4894852346718705890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4894852346718705890' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4894852346718705890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4894852346718705890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/04/palm-sunday-weekend.html' title='Palm Sunday Weekend'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S75W6qqIFeI/AAAAAAAADho/aeV57VALLTg/s72-c/DSC02868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-3057182314787997985</id><published>2010-04-04T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T19:52:32.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our day was Joyful...Busy...Blessed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S7lP87hKa8I/AAAAAAAADgo/lSnmBc-CH80/s1600/Happy+Easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456480331723598786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S7lP87hKa8I/AAAAAAAADgo/lSnmBc-CH80/s400/Happy+Easter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-3057182314787997985?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3057182314787997985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=3057182314787997985' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3057182314787997985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3057182314787997985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='Our day was Joyful...Busy...Blessed!'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S7lP87hKa8I/AAAAAAAADgo/lSnmBc-CH80/s72-c/Happy+Easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-1988007569351098009</id><published>2010-03-30T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:56:55.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quiche'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Dinner Tonight Was...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://southernfood.about.com/od/tilapiarecipes/r/r80508h.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tilapia w/ Cilantro Cream Sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Spinach-Quiche/Detail.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spinach Quiche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Glazed Carrots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454640697516737922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S7LG0IDfxYI/AAAAAAAADgM/n2NBvbIKVng/s400/DSC02950.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I REALLY do have so much more to blog about than &lt;/span&gt;dinner! But I wanted to save the links to these recipes before I closed down the internet, so I just decided to do a quick post.  We like Spinach and I had never made a quiche before and it was a hit.  Even Madi ate it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a WONDERFUL weekend with Seth's parents this past weekend.  I need to upload pix, but it's not going to happen tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope your week is Blessed.  I know I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-1988007569351098009?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1988007569351098009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=1988007569351098009' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1988007569351098009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1988007569351098009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/03/dinner-tonight-was.html' title='Dinner Tonight Was...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S7LG0IDfxYI/AAAAAAAADgM/n2NBvbIKVng/s72-c/DSC02950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-134765298393850380</id><published>2010-03-04T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T15:46:12.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Couples Banquet/New Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Saturday we attended a "belated" couples banquet.  It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun and included a very nice surprise (tearjerker) for me!  Seth sang me a song "Buy Me A Rose" (not sure if that is the actual title) that the Booth Brothers sing.  I LOVE that song and had no clue he was going to sing it.  It was very meaningful to me.  Seth along with three other men (along with their wives) helped to host the banquet.  We had a little over 40 couples in attendance I believe.  It was a great night, filled with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of laughs, games, music, and also a more serious time where we said our vows to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eachother&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S5BCRC-xssI/AAAAAAAADfw/vcm7OVS7G6s/s1600-h/DSC05237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444924810116313794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S5BCRC-xssI/AAAAAAAADfw/vcm7OVS7G6s/s400/DSC05237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S5BCQgil8oI/AAAAAAAADfo/cOS3PxZP670/s1600-h/DSC05231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444924800871297666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S5BCQgil8oI/AAAAAAAADfo/cOS3PxZP670/s400/DSC05231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a few more pictures you can go to this &lt;a href="http://goinskids.blogspot.com/2010/03/couples-banquet-februrary-27th.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Which bring me to the next thing!  I want to say WELCOME to a new blogger.  Alicia!  We have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;harassed&lt;/span&gt; her PLENTY about starting a blog and she has caved.  Alicia is an EXCELLENT cook and I am hoping that along with sharing updates and pictures about her busy little family of six that she will find some time to share some of her favorite recipes (hint, hint Alicia! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; :) and &lt;strong&gt;WELCOME TO &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BLOGLAND&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-134765298393850380?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/134765298393850380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=134765298393850380' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/134765298393850380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/134765298393850380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/03/couples-banquetnew-blogger.html' title='Couples Banquet/New Blogger'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S5BCRC-xssI/AAAAAAAADfw/vcm7OVS7G6s/s72-c/DSC05237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-8889538732781188859</id><published>2010-03-03T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:10:42.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This morning at the breakfast table...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; While eating her grits and eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madi&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;looking up to the ceiling&lt;/em&gt;):"God, what are you doing?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy:&lt;/strong&gt; "Are you talking to, God?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madi:&lt;/strong&gt; "Talk to God with me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy:&lt;/strong&gt; "Good Morning, God."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madi:&lt;/strong&gt; "Good Morning, God. It's us, we eating breakfast!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then she promptly opens her mouth to show God a sampling of her disenegrating breakfast, looks at me, points at her mouth and says "I show Him this!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I needed that Smile today. And that simple little reminder that God is REALLY interested in EVERY part of our day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444455818306985426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S46XuIV_HdI/AAAAAAAADfg/lHBNGyxe1Vo/s400/100_8549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-8889538732781188859?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8889538732781188859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=8889538732781188859' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/8889538732781188859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/8889538732781188859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-morning-at-breakfast-table.html' title='This morning at the breakfast table...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S46XuIV_HdI/AAAAAAAADfg/lHBNGyxe1Vo/s72-c/100_8549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-5468707431651385309</id><published>2010-03-03T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T07:23:53.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah for Sunshine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have had a couple fairly warm days here!  Last Friday was just such a day.  Mom and I were in a cleaning frenzy around the house and I stepped outside to air out some blankets or shake a rug and was shocked at how warm it was!  There are days I don't get to get out of the house at all.  But that day, I felt like we were wasting the sunshine.  I quickly opened as many windows as I could get by with (Grandma and my internal thermostats are night and day! :) and went to get Madi up.  She was supposed to be napping, but had not gone to sleep yet.  As you can see she was VERY pleased to be outdoors.  Armed with her bowl of Raisens and Cheerios, which she shared with Deogy and her sunglasses she was a happy, happy girl.  It was still a little muddy so I was glad I put her boots on her...especially after finding her down in the cow pasture!  She is NOT afraid of those cows or that electric fence apparently, which scares me a little! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S458kdkWHCI/AAAAAAAADfQ/3TXiDfTOGMo/s1600-h/100_8569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444425965391715362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S458kdkWHCI/AAAAAAAADfQ/3TXiDfTOGMo/s400/100_8569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S458j3FRWXI/AAAAAAAADfI/SP2ngs9oHHM/s1600-h/100_8567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444425955060832626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S458j3FRWXI/AAAAAAAADfI/SP2ngs9oHHM/s400/100_8567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-5468707431651385309?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5468707431651385309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=5468707431651385309' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5468707431651385309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5468707431651385309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/03/yeah-for-sunshine.html' title='Yeah for Sunshine!'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S458kdkWHCI/AAAAAAAADfQ/3TXiDfTOGMo/s72-c/100_8569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-2995663999651614044</id><published>2010-03-02T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:22:18.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menu'/><title type='text'>Challenges in the Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since moving in to help my grandmother I have been cooking meals for all six of us (Seth, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; and I, my grandmother and my parents) most every evening. For the most part this is something I enjoy. Knowing "WHAT TO FIX?" for supper is the hardest part of the task, but once that is decided, I enjoy cooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of my cooking skills I learned from my grandmother. SALT and BUTTER! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mmmm&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mmmm&lt;/span&gt;, Good!! :) She was a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bonified&lt;/span&gt; "Country Cook" and everything was fried or fried!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not saying this was a good thing, but over the past several years this is how I have cooked. Fry it, cream it, and if it still don't taste good, add a glob of butter and dash it with salt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now over the past several years I have not cooked supper every night just for Seth and I (not that dining out is any healthier!) so maybe in someway saving us from myself, but for the past six months it has been calories GALORE here at grandma's house for all six of us and most of us have packed on several extra pounds to show for it. Except for Grandma...she has manged to either lose or maintain her weight, no matter what we feed her. Anyway...for awhile we have been tossing around ideas about how to make our eating habits more healthy and trying to come up with menu options that would suit all of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then about a month ago, Grandma had a heart attack. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We won't even go into the fact, that I very possibly CAUSED this heart attack by all the extra butter I added to her food trying to keep her from losing weight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But to my dismay, a few days later she was sent home on a "Low Sodium", "Low Fat" diet. Suddenly, changing our diet, went from something that we need to do, to something we had to do. And, not to be dramatic, but I have suffered some severe stress from this! Changing 30+ years of habits and training is not easy, let alone adapting taste buds for not only yourself, but family member ranging from age 2 to 85!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I am starting VERY slowly. I started browsing cookbooks and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; for ideas and I ask God for help. I have been amazed at the ways He has helped and how good some of the new recipes that we have tried have been! We don't do things near perfectly yet, but we have started to make a few changes that hopefully will be good for all of us in the long run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, we still have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cheez&lt;/span&gt;-Its in the pantry and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt; in the freezer! Still drink too much sweet tea and have too much cream in our coffee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we are implementing positive changes slowly. More fruit. Less canned veggies and more fresh frozen or Fresh fresh!! Wheat rolls &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;instead&lt;/span&gt; of white. More sweet potatoes instead of white. More salads and less white sauces. Olive oil and Smart Balance Butter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is just a picture of one of our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dinnerplates&lt;/span&gt; recently. Blue Hake which I fixed in a balsamic vinegar sauce (we were not impressed with how that turned out!) I did the fish on the Foreman Grill and it was too dry and the balsamic sauce I got a little too strong. A fried rice from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Schawns&lt;/span&gt;, and a spinach salad that is so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DELISH&lt;/span&gt;...even &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; will eat it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 385px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444187031063550978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S42jQp1U3AI/AAAAAAAADfA/qrYZMUi7j_w/s400/100_8625.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This has been a consuming :) factor in my life lately! So once in awhile, I'll probably post a new recipe we have tried or maybe just rant and rave about how I want Country Crock and Campbell's Cream Soups back! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For tonight...My sister is here and she has been in the Kitchen...Yeah! On the menu is:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chicken Bundles (wrapped with homemade wheat dough), Fresh Frozen Green Beans and a Fruit Salad. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Oooh&lt;/span&gt;, we might fix some Chicken Gravy (to be used very sparingly I am sure! :) but we have opted to leave off the Cream Cheese, Buttered Mashed Potatoes and Buttered Corn that would be the norm with this meal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Tuesday Evening &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ya'll&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-2995663999651614044?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2995663999651614044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=2995663999651614044' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2995663999651614044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2995663999651614044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/03/challenges-in-kitchen.html' title='Challenges in the Kitchen'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S42jQp1U3AI/AAAAAAAADfA/qrYZMUi7j_w/s72-c/100_8625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-512414181346039816</id><published>2010-03-02T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T14:54:37.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Merging of the Blogs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a bittersweet thing (probably ONLY to me!), but I am combining my blogs.  I know, I never updated "Roots and Wings" before anyway, but I always have a battle on which blog I should take the time to update.  I probably have 5-10 post I could do right now and have been WANTING to do, but I alway feel like if I'm going to take the time to update and post pictures, it should be about Madi! &lt;br /&gt;But she is over 2 now and not changing near as quickly (thank goodness), so I thought it might be a good time to just put it all together into a FAMILY BLOG.  Many of my friends have family blogs and I LOVE reading them. And I love the variety they give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is Roots, Wings &amp;amp; Madi Moments.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I called my blog Roots &amp;amp; Wings, because it is about all the things that made me (us) who I am (Roots) and about all the the things we are now, or aspire to be (Wings).  We'll try to get PLENTY of Madi Moments in there too! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-512414181346039816?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/512414181346039816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=512414181346039816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/512414181346039816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/512414181346039816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/03/merging-of-blogs.html' title='The Merging of the Blogs...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-8205315678742596789</id><published>2010-02-19T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T12:31:46.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little "Hello" to Mee-Maw &amp; Papaw Herring and Singing "Jesus Loves The Little Children"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am probably to blame for this face as I probably said "Say Cheese!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S370rW0b-0I/AAAAAAAADeU/NyQcJKeBzUU/s1600-h/DSC02782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440054425607207746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S370rW0b-0I/AAAAAAAADeU/NyQcJKeBzUU/s400/DSC02782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other morning, I tried to get a video of Madi saying "hello" to our Indiana family and for some reason she kept whining and saying "No, I want you!" and reaching out for me. I made the mistake of letting her see the video several times and now I think she thought that was pretty cute. :( She started into it again this morning when I told her to say hi, but managed to snap out of it a little quicker this time. That is pretty much what is new with Madi right now. For the longest time, she was "everbody's baby" but now, she is a mama's girl and she is more clingy, whiny and scares easily! I'm sure that this too shall pass and I'm enjoying even this stage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looks like we are going to have to work on the words to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Jesus Loves the Little Children" a little bit more!! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1a115eafa0928e5f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1a115eafa0928e5f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D821A62043AE9A3854F8EA28FA723CE44BF8672E3.48BF240AEA48ECD7BA412F51D5527E18C1714CD2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1a115eafa0928e5f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0YmQG2r7dKlKpOGQvOaHpcbLd7E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1a115eafa0928e5f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D821A62043AE9A3854F8EA28FA723CE44BF8672E3.48BF240AEA48ECD7BA412F51D5527E18C1714CD2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1a115eafa0928e5f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0YmQG2r7dKlKpOGQvOaHpcbLd7E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-8205315678742596789?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8205315678742596789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=8205315678742596789' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/8205315678742596789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/8205315678742596789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-hello-to-mee-maw-papaw-herring.html' title='A Little &quot;Hello&quot; to Mee-Maw &amp; Papaw Herring and Singing &quot;Jesus Loves The Little Children&quot;'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S370rW0b-0I/AAAAAAAADeU/NyQcJKeBzUU/s72-c/DSC02782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4258115897088951863</id><published>2010-02-18T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T10:47:55.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Horrible Hairbows!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday morning while I was doing Madi's hair, I was having a very hard time getting her hairbow to slide in next to her pony tail. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you use hairbows you might know that when the metal clasp is covered with fabic, it looks good, but is torture trying to get into little girls hair!! A simple metal jaw clasp is much nicer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway!...Madi was whining and crying as I am sure the bow was pulling her hair and I felt so bad, I aplogized to her after I got the first one in. I was grateful when second hairbow went in much easier and Madi must have felt re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lieved too, because she said..."THANK-you Mommy, You saved my life!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S317eg7t9iI/AAAAAAAADeM/iOY_guFICOg/s1600-h/DSC02775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 393px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439639689100129826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S317eg7t9iI/AAAAAAAADeM/iOY_guFICOg/s400/DSC02775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S317ecJ-6OI/AAAAAAAADeE/GdCoGkUkMt0/s1600-h/DSC02772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439639687817783522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S317ecJ-6OI/AAAAAAAADeE/GdCoGkUkMt0/s400/DSC02772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-4258115897088951863?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4258115897088951863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4258115897088951863' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4258115897088951863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4258115897088951863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/02/those-horrible-hairbows.html' title='Those Horrible Hairbows!'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S317eg7t9iI/AAAAAAAADeM/iOY_guFICOg/s72-c/DSC02775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-881997257666165501</id><published>2010-01-29T21:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:39:17.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PoSiNg fOr ThiS aNd THaT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madi posing in her Colts shirt that Daddy picked up for her on their last trip to Indiana. She doesn't know who the Colts are, but she loves the shirt, cause she knows Daddy got it for her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PQ7lIRpuI/AAAAAAAADdw/yaROdxXacA4/s1600-h/DSC02734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432415297536632546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PQ7lIRpuI/AAAAAAAADdw/yaROdxXacA4/s400/DSC02734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Go COLTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PPutvmJnI/AAAAAAAADdg/jAtQnsquvK0/s1600-h/DSC02739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432413976999110258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PPutvmJnI/AAAAAAAADdg/jAtQnsquvK0/s400/DSC02739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PO9LpMlEI/AAAAAAAADdQ/mmUXI6sHe0k/s1600-h/DSC02733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432413126031873090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PO9LpMlEI/AAAAAAAADdQ/mmUXI6sHe0k/s400/DSC02733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Posing with Deogy! We are happy to have Deogy at the farm with us. For the past several months he had been staying with one of our elderly neighbors in town, but when it got too cold for him to take Deogy on walks, he came to stay with us! Madi loves her "Dogee"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2POjWWG-TI/AAAAAAAADdI/6nEiP3JBMgo/s1600-h/DSC02677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432412682228005170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2POjWWG-TI/AAAAAAAADdI/6nEiP3JBMgo/s400/DSC02677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing with her broom...We had to get her a small toy broom for Christmas....she could really make Grandma Frankie nervous flinging this one around! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PNvp2J0MI/AAAAAAAADdA/W90ovV0rvRQ/s1600-h/DSC02398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432411794109485250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PNvp2J0MI/AAAAAAAADdA/W90ovV0rvRQ/s400/DSC02398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TRYING to pose for mommy, just on a regular day when mommy thought she looked cute... but not quite able to concentrate on it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432408555239419522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PKzIHWroI/AAAAAAAADco/5mGVKSgS7-o/s400/DSC02493.JPG" /&gt;Posing one Sunday morning in one of the outfits Aunt Leah got for her birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a fun skirt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PNfXnd82I/AAAAAAAADc4/3R99Y81S-s8/s1600-h/DSC02489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432411514338145122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PNfXnd82I/AAAAAAAADc4/3R99Y81S-s8/s400/DSC02489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-881997257666165501?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/881997257666165501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=881997257666165501' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/881997257666165501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/881997257666165501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/posing-for-this-and-that.html' title='PoSiNg fOr ThiS aNd THaT...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PQ7lIRpuI/AAAAAAAADdw/yaROdxXacA4/s72-c/DSC02734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-7605272294440053313</id><published>2010-01-29T20:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:06:45.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a bunch of Sillyness!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madi sporting her poor little jalepeno juice burned face...playing with her blown up plastic "glub" (glove).  We were working in the garden this summer and she got ahold of a jalepeno.  :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432409134204187522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PLU07T84I/AAAAAAAADcw/0mMM3rGYqpc/s400/DSC02393.JPG" /&gt;When Madi discovered she could turn on the water in this bathtub all by herself she suddenly needed to "get a drink" and "wash my hands" alot more often! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PHmW40OCI/AAAAAAAADcg/lXoYequkRwA/s1600-h/DSC02405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432405037331789858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PHmW40OCI/AAAAAAAADcg/lXoYequkRwA/s400/DSC02405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kissing the other little girl in the bathtub! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PHXv12T7I/AAAAAAAADcY/HK4wDTqnlvw/s1600-h/DSC02423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432404786332192690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PHXv12T7I/AAAAAAAADcY/HK4wDTqnlvw/s400/DSC02423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Never was daddy more of a man than when he and Madi were "playing kitchen" and washing up all of Madi's dishes! :) I love this! Madi is lucky to have such a great playmate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PGpnXnxdI/AAAAAAAADcQ/kDKIV6NpOlU/s1600-h/DSC02543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432403993783944658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PGpnXnxdI/AAAAAAAADcQ/kDKIV6NpOlU/s400/DSC02543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The end result of most of mommies attempts to "do" Madi's hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432401379569375058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PERcqTF1I/AAAAAAAADcI/WUxkTEB4PXA/s400/DSC02501.JPG" /&gt;Just hanging out in her dresser drawer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PC-JY3NAI/AAAAAAAADcA/7g2KSyxHJqs/s1600-h/DSC02715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432399948466828290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PC-JY3NAI/AAAAAAAADcA/7g2KSyxHJqs/s400/DSC02715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PCbPahmGI/AAAAAAAADb4/rOD0j7luR20/s1600-h/DSC02701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432399348788992098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PCbPahmGI/AAAAAAAADb4/rOD0j7luR20/s400/DSC02701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Showing off her new "one-eyed" smile!! I'm not sure where this came from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PBxkVcuWI/AAAAAAAADbw/GM3R6I3osyw/s1600-h/DSC02687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432398632850340194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PBxkVcuWI/AAAAAAAADbw/GM3R6I3osyw/s400/DSC02687.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-7605272294440053313?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7605272294440053313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=7605272294440053313' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7605272294440053313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7605272294440053313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-bunch-of-sillyness.html' title='Just a bunch of Sillyness!!'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2PLU07T84I/AAAAAAAADcw/0mMM3rGYqpc/s72-c/DSC02393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4055972781086562679</id><published>2010-01-29T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:34:39.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Things....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~SLEEPOVER~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madi's first sleepover!  Well, maybe not the first, but the closest to the real thing.  Daddy and Darrin went on a Pheasant Hunting trip last weekend, so mommy and Maria decided to have a girl's (and kid's!) weekend at home.  We relaxed, played, watched movies, ate popcorn and stayed up late!  Alas, as fun as it seemed, the kids would not sleep this way! :)  We had a hard time getting any of them to sleep that night!  But we had fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432372587865072322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2OqFjNEYsI/AAAAAAAADbY/3Q6BjpLN3_8/s400/DSC02755.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~WHIRLPOOL BATHS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since moving up to Grandma's house, Madi has got to take her baths in a nice big whirlpool tub.  We thought she would like the jets, and were surprised to find that they terrified her!  After some coaxing, she has learned to love them and all the bubbles they make are extra fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2Oqf_Jy2gI/AAAAAAAADbg/vGf92iGZxL4/s1600-h/DSC02730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432373042044131842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2Oqf_Jy2gI/AAAAAAAADbg/vGf92iGZxL4/s400/DSC02730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ~PONY TAILS~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My hair is long enought for ponytails now!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think Mommy is more excited about this than I am! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2OpDwJUlkI/AAAAAAAADbI/yaLZpP4LoA8/s1600-h/DSC02725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432371457467651650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2OpDwJUlkI/AAAAAAAADbI/yaLZpP4LoA8/s400/DSC02725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2OomCguEGI/AAAAAAAADbA/Yvf6JAvc2Hs/s1600-h/DSC02721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432370947001552994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2OomCguEGI/AAAAAAAADbA/Yvf6JAvc2Hs/s400/DSC02721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ~PACI-LESS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madi got rid of her paci!  I had decided to wait till after Christmas to do away with the pacifier.  I  wanted to make the trip to Indiana with as little whining as possible! Truth be told, I had planned to do this when Madi turned 2 (in September), but when that little milestone came along, I decided Madi just had too much up and down in her life right then (with our move to the farm to help Grandma).  Anyway...the weekend of New Year's we had our last Christmas Celebration and that Sunday all our company went home.  That night, I clipped the end off of one of Madi's paci's and layed it in her bed (I could not bear to hand it to her :)  She picked it up and if I recall, these were her next few sentences:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?"&lt;br /&gt;"I can't eat it!"&lt;br /&gt;"I broke it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she is trying to give the paci back to me.  Suddenly, I am questioning everything.  Why does she need to grow up!? Who cares if she has a paci till she is five and has buck teeth!? :) &lt;br /&gt;But in the end, I stuck with it and let her cry for 10-15 minutes and soon she was sleeping soundly.  I snuck in to take a picture.  This was a huge milestone!! Madi loved her paci!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432367974722403138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2Ol5B6Je0I/AAAAAAAADao/wp_RGUeylnE/s400/DSC02685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, a few days later, we had a little ceremony.  We gathered up all the paci's and Madi and Daddy cut the ends off all of them and threw them in the trash.  Sometimes she will still ask for it and then quickly recalls that "Madi and Daddy cut them"! and that is the end of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432367982959192818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2Ol5gl86vI/AAAAAAAADaw/H4nV_LhgkFY/s400/DSC02698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~POTTY CHAIRS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another milestone Madi passed was sitting on the potty chair without screaming! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was a big deal!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; scared of it for awhile. We, and I do mean WE!, are not trained yet, as I am convinced that Potty Training takes as much mommy training as it does baby training! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432304529511904386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2NsMCFNdII/AAAAAAAADYA/YNW9eD-hH1g/s400/DSC02503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~SUNDAY SCHOOL~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madi started going to Sunday School class a few weeks ago and she LOVES IT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been a nice incentive for her to SMILE :) when we have to wake her up on Sunday mornings, earlier than usual!  Sometimes on Sunday nights she will run towards her classroom and I am sad to have to tell her that there is not Sunday School in the evenings.  She is a little young for the class, but she seems to do pretty well (or maybe her Great-Aunt Lavonna is just being nice!).  After the class she loves to go up front with rest of the class and sing a song in front of the congregation.  She also participated with her class in the Christmas Program this year and selfishly :) grabbed the mic and sang "Jesus Loves Me!"  We were very proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432304542391416626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2NsMyD7NzI/AAAAAAAADYQ/LzLbHWnIiYQ/s400/IMG_1065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432304538826308914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2NsMkx7_TI/AAAAAAAADYI/D7RuylTyktY/s400/IMG_1063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432368255375263810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2OmJXbASEI/AAAAAAAADa4/FYlTjiWh0qI/s400/DSC02614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-4055972781086562679?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4055972781086562679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4055972781086562679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4055972781086562679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4055972781086562679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-things.html' title='New Things....'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S2OqFjNEYsI/AAAAAAAADbY/3Q6BjpLN3_8/s72-c/DSC02755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-5107209554776443643</id><published>2010-01-25T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T14:55:41.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Video Series 2...Madi Sings some Songs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madi sings:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus Loves Me, I Saw A Little Worm, Jesus Loves the Little Children &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and says her little verse, "The Lord Is My Shepherd".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1a747cbcafb5d827" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=5107209554776443643' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5107209554776443643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5107209554776443643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/home-video-series-2madi-sings-some.html' title='Home Video Series 2...Madi Sings some Songs.'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4305747587091705338</id><published>2010-01-25T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T14:54:21.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Video Series 1 ;) ...Madi Counts to Ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madi counts to ten while playing Hide-N-Seek with her crayons!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1e740cb0cb72cb7f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4305747587091705338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4305747587091705338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4305747587091705338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/home-video-series-1-madi-counts-to-ten.html' title='Home Video Series 1 ;) ...Madi Counts to Ten'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4625412729730827920</id><published>2010-01-04T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:41:39.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Pictures 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did not get to send any Christmas Cards this year...so here is my E-Card hoping everyone had a Very Merry Christmas and Wishing you a Happy New Year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S0I1_YTGcpI/AAAAAAAADX4/1wUV7hnjtGQ/s1600-h/Madi+ChristPix+Collage+To+Use.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422956264278094482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S0I1_YTGcpI/AAAAAAAADX4/1wUV7hnjtGQ/s400/Madi+ChristPix+Collage+To+Use.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-4625412729730827920?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4625412729730827920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4625412729730827920' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4625412729730827920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4625412729730827920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-pictures-2009.html' title='Christmas Pictures 2009'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/S0I1_YTGcpI/AAAAAAAADX4/1wUV7hnjtGQ/s72-c/Madi+ChristPix+Collage+To+Use.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-5304916448056974992</id><published>2009-12-15T16:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T16:53:47.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is Coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SygvRQ7l37I/AAAAAAAADXw/h413mnIoCcA/s1600-h/DSC07164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415630525562216370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SygvRQ7l37I/AAAAAAAADXw/h413mnIoCcA/s400/DSC07164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm working on Madi's Christmas pictures tonight and thought of her forsaken blog!  :)  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No time for much updating now, but wanted to post a quick updated picture. One that didn't make the Christmas card, but fun nonetheless!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-5304916448056974992?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5304916448056974992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=5304916448056974992' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5304916448056974992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5304916448056974992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas is Coming!'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SygvRQ7l37I/AAAAAAAADXw/h413mnIoCcA/s72-c/DSC07164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-3711971193247918717</id><published>2009-11-11T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T09:27:03.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Two Favorite People...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; SAY "CHEESE"!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402898132637958530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvrzOdGBwYI/AAAAAAAADXg/nDdiJaAmevw/s400/DSC02547.JPG" /&gt;Madi has become quite the Daddy's Girl lately! A couple weeks ago he went to KC for work so he let Madi ride along.  This is a few pix of them before they left. OF COURSE they had to stop at Cabella's along the way which resulted in Madi bringing home more camo-wear. :)   I've TRIED to encourage her to be a girly-girl...but she'll take her camo and boots any day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I won't complain.  I'm so thankful she has a daddy that like to spend time with his little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 344px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402897566952072066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvrythwAI4I/AAAAAAAADXY/rDmeFwdCKxg/s400/DSC02548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402897554589705954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvryszslZuI/AAAAAAAADXI/QlrHBqiCXUk/s400/DSC02546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-3711971193247918717?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3711971193247918717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=3711971193247918717' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3711971193247918717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3711971193247918717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-two-favorite-people.html' title='My Two Favorite People...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvrzOdGBwYI/AAAAAAAADXg/nDdiJaAmevw/s72-c/DSC02547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-262783900097981006</id><published>2009-11-03T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:45:08.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madi and the Hair Net :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvDI5voMNlI/AAAAAAAADW4/6b96XjNDKVM/s1600-h/Hairnet+Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400036847580362322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvDI5voMNlI/AAAAAAAADW4/6b96XjNDKVM/s400/Hairnet+Collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400041102584512882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvDMxawPAXI/AAAAAAAADXA/mbg-zUSnVn0/s400/Hair+Net+Edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-262783900097981006?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/262783900097981006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=262783900097981006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/262783900097981006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/262783900097981006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/11/madi-and-hair-net.html' title='Madi and the Hair Net :)'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvDI5voMNlI/AAAAAAAADW4/6b96XjNDKVM/s72-c/Hairnet+Collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-2539086863691469703</id><published>2009-11-03T14:59:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:02:27.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misc Pictures from August...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm playing catch up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvC2MFXV0TI/AAAAAAAADWw/TFqU6eFGM_s/s1600-h/Misc+Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400016271931986226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvC2MFXV0TI/AAAAAAAADWw/TFqU6eFGM_s/s400/Misc+Collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvC2L6kbfNI/AAAAAAAADWo/9kg720pItbc/s1600-h/Hat+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400016269034093778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvC2L6kbfNI/AAAAAAAADWo/9kg720pItbc/s400/Hat+collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvC2Lme01JI/AAAAAAAADWg/dBDNl6SQ13g/s1600-h/Chair+Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400016263641879698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvC2Lme01JI/AAAAAAAADWg/dBDNl6SQ13g/s400/Chair+Collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-2539086863691469703?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2539086863691469703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=2539086863691469703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2539086863691469703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2539086863691469703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/11/misc-pictures-from-august.html' title='Misc Pictures from August...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SvC2MFXV0TI/AAAAAAAADWw/TFqU6eFGM_s/s72-c/Misc+Collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4109882807047124165</id><published>2009-10-30T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:16:50.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Year Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Madi and Daddy went to Indiana to visist Grandpa and Grandma Herring in September and while there, Grandma and Leah agreed to tackle the super fun task of taking Madi to get some 2-year pictures.  They did&lt;/span&gt; a GREAT job!!  Here of some of the results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWvlube0I/AAAAAAAADWY/gs_u5Hy5Zcs/s1600-h/0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398503953914362690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWvlube0I/AAAAAAAADWY/gs_u5Hy5Zcs/s400/0123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWvV62svI/AAAAAAAADWQ/kbnhi44ZYoc/s1600-h/0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398503949671510770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWvV62svI/AAAAAAAADWQ/kbnhi44ZYoc/s400/0122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWVXV76pI/AAAAAAAADWI/taagCxLvpDI/s1600-h/0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398503503376935570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWVXV76pI/AAAAAAAADWI/taagCxLvpDI/s400/0120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWVfLULQI/AAAAAAAADWA/CLEv48K_cNQ/s1600-h/0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398503505479871746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWVfLULQI/AAAAAAAADWA/CLEv48K_cNQ/s400/0119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWVDLA6zI/AAAAAAAADV4/cmm6TO1wvaQ/s1600-h/0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398503497962416946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWVDLA6zI/AAAAAAAADV4/cmm6TO1wvaQ/s400/0107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWU_RrmjI/AAAAAAAADVw/NVr9z0wZbX4/s1600-h/0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398503496916638258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWU_RrmjI/AAAAAAAADVw/NVr9z0wZbX4/s400/0060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWUty692I/AAAAAAAADVo/ay87Ph6nHNk/s1600-h/0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398503492224218978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWUty692I/AAAAAAAADVo/ay87Ph6nHNk/s400/0047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-4109882807047124165?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4109882807047124165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4109882807047124165' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4109882807047124165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4109882807047124165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-year-pictures.html' title='2 Year Pictures'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutWvlube0I/AAAAAAAADWY/gs_u5Hy5Zcs/s72-c/0123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-8468865349130441935</id><published>2009-10-30T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:04:09.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy (un)Halloween :) !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://notesfromlifesong.blogspot.com/"&gt;CLICK HERE...for a little update on what's been going on with us! :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Otherwise! I'm goins to try to catch up on some Madi Moments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398501173949831842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutUNxjPGqI/AAAAAAAADVg/33ms4UqdqXg/s400/0039.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Madi in her little Ladybug Halloween custom, that we are not going to get to go trick or treating in!! :) With her tricycle she got for her b-day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398500872262557890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutT8NrYoMI/AAAAAAAADVY/er-0Sw94fVg/s400/0007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-8468865349130441935?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8468865349130441935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=8468865349130441935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/8468865349130441935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/8468865349130441935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-unhalloween.html' title='Happy (un)Halloween :) !!'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SutUNxjPGqI/AAAAAAAADVg/33ms4UqdqXg/s72-c/0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-876410023927801510</id><published>2009-09-15T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T11:28:51.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Collages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah! I am finally able update! :) We are on week #3 staying here on the farm with my grandma while she recovers from hip surgery.  I have had some time to edit some pix, but was having trouble uploading them...hopefully it's all better now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are just a few shots from the last month or so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SrEqJ-OFybI/AAAAAAAADU0/0GOmSIMAjWo/s1600-h/Sticker+Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382129380493740466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SrEqJ-OFybI/AAAAAAAADU0/0GOmSIMAjWo/s400/Sticker+Collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our good friends John and Mendy have a fun game (similar to Guitar Hero) complete with guitars, drums, mic.  Here Madi tries her hand on the drums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SrEqJMQJRTI/AAAAAAAADUs/eTXzrQyxh6Q/s1600-h/Drums+Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382129367080584498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SrEqJMQJRTI/AAAAAAAADUs/eTXzrQyxh6Q/s400/Drums+Collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Below...Madi occupies herself in the hall at the hospital while grandma was resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SrEqIn7pyXI/AAAAAAAADUk/jvt_zI-E-qE/s1600-h/Collage+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382129357330958706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SrEqIn7pyXI/AAAAAAAADUk/jvt_zI-E-qE/s400/Collage+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-876410023927801510?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/876410023927801510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=876410023927801510' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/876410023927801510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/876410023927801510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/photo-collages.html' title='Photo Collages'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SrEqJ-OFybI/AAAAAAAADU0/0GOmSIMAjWo/s72-c/Sticker+Collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4755554604127511365</id><published>2009-09-08T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T13:27:09.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Monkey Business...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_0atrOAyI/AAAAAAAADUc/CphezmSjF0g/s1600-h/DSC02351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381788819505677090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_0atrOAyI/AAAAAAAADUc/CphezmSjF0g/s400/DSC02351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_xwN-JekI/AAAAAAAADUU/j5OrdR7sCzA/s1600-h/DSC02350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381785890417375810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_xwN-JekI/AAAAAAAADUU/j5OrdR7sCzA/s400/DSC02350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We recently visited the Tulsa Zoo and had SO MUCH FUN.  We went with my mom and dad and Madi's six "Goins" cousins.  We loved watching Madi so many animals for the first time, that she has only seen in her books before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381785875140231986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_xvVDywzI/AAAAAAAADUM/uYQwnabnYRE/s400/DSC02348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_xu_xC3SI/AAAAAAAADUE/cwk1PFrmE34/s1600-h/DSC02295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381785869424450850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_xu_xC3SI/AAAAAAAADUE/cwk1PFrmE34/s400/DSC02295.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_v_T5br2I/AAAAAAAADT8/n9-BpysvoVc/s1600-h/DSC02296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381783950682992482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_v_T5br2I/AAAAAAAADT8/n9-BpysvoVc/s400/DSC02296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves the monkies and insisted on a second carosel ride so that she could ride the monkey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_v-4sy_II/AAAAAAAADT0/7Gk4pGUQUJg/s1600-h/DSC02310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381783943382236290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_v-4sy_II/AAAAAAAADT0/7Gk4pGUQUJg/s400/DSC02310.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few days after visiting the zoo, she came in holding an "Answers in Genesis" magazine upside down and pointing to the picture on the front...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MADI:&lt;/strong&gt; "Monkey grandma, monkey!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRANDMA:&lt;/strong&gt; (without looking at the picture :) "Oh, a monkey!? I hope it is none of our relatives."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MADI:&lt;/strong&gt; "Monkey, mommy, monkey!"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381783920418538994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_v9jJ0xfI/AAAAAAAADTk/kCidhzItr2E/s400/DSC02339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to laugh when I turned the magazine over and saw whose picture it was....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Darwin&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_v-Uf6oPI/AAAAAAAADTs/4sq6LzxFRJ0/s1600-h/DSC02338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381783933664534770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_v-Uf6oPI/AAAAAAAADTs/4sq6LzxFRJ0/s400/DSC02338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-4755554604127511365?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4755554604127511365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4755554604127511365' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4755554604127511365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4755554604127511365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-monkey-business.html' title='More Monkey Business...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sq_0atrOAyI/AAAAAAAADUc/CphezmSjF0g/s72-c/DSC02351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-287179911755468687</id><published>2009-08-19T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T13:33:54.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little monkey!  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other day I was sitting under &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Madi's&lt;/span&gt; bunk bed (with no bottom bed :) getting ready to put toys away and she crawls under there with me and starts demonstrating her climbing skills!! (I think the may be something she and Alexa cooked up together! :) I thought is was so funny I went to grab the camera and asked her to reenact it for me...she was all to happy to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;oblige&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SoxSDxD5_sI/AAAAAAAADSc/9hinsa4TjtM/s1600-h/Bed+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371758680208965314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SoxSDxD5_sI/AAAAAAAADSc/9hinsa4TjtM/s400/Bed+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SoxSDnmsakI/AAAAAAAADSU/meYMet392yA/s1600-h/bed+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 345px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371758677670521410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SoxSDnmsakI/AAAAAAAADSU/meYMet392yA/s400/bed+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SoxSDMRtPBI/AAAAAAAADSM/30r2rrUxr1k/s1600-h/bed+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371758670334737426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SoxSDMRtPBI/AAAAAAAADSM/30r2rrUxr1k/s400/bed+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SoxSC4TDpcI/AAAAAAAADSE/CteGrgI4J7g/s1600-h/bed+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371758664971691458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SoxSC4TDpcI/AAAAAAAADSE/CteGrgI4J7g/s400/bed+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SoxSCaiE-_I/AAAAAAAADR8/oydvEkjvMhI/s1600-h/bed+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371758656981629938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SoxSCaiE-_I/AAAAAAAADR8/oydvEkjvMhI/s400/bed+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-287179911755468687?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/287179911755468687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=287179911755468687' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/287179911755468687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/287179911755468687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-little-monkey.html' title='My little monkey!  :)'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SoxSDxD5_sI/AAAAAAAADSc/9hinsa4TjtM/s72-c/Bed+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-641574144147243468</id><published>2009-07-26T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:43:40.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday ~ July 19th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sm1DmIuLZwI/AAAAAAAADQc/gfyODePRNwE/s1600-h/DSC02126+-+Edit+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grrr...This picture will not rotate!! Anyway, I thought is was a great one of Madi and Daddy last Sunday morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sm1C1otKQEI/AAAAAAAADQU/COm9Ejuk3R0/s1600-h/DSC02126+-+Edit+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363016220495462466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sm1C1otKQEI/AAAAAAAADQU/COm9Ejuk3R0/s400/DSC02126+-+Edit+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363009692760369266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sm085q_1aHI/AAAAAAAADPk/HgeM4jcUpFU/s400/DSC02124+-+Edit.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Madi &amp;amp; Daddy posing by Daddy's new ride (company vehicle)!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 334px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363009677904171602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sm084zp10lI/AAAAAAAADPU/pVsZCRjeddQ/s400/DSC02122+-+Edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sm085RbtZWI/AAAAAAAADPc/b8cm2p0Pcrc/s1600-h/DSC02123+-+Edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363009685897962850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sm085RbtZWI/AAAAAAAADPc/b8cm2p0Pcrc/s400/DSC02123+-+Edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sm084Rj8kgI/AAAAAAAADPM/GyGNlimLZHE/s1600-h/DSC02118+-+Edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363009668752642562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sm084Rj8kgI/AAAAAAAADPM/GyGNlimLZHE/s400/DSC02118+-+Edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Say CHEESE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sm0835vvMYI/AAAAAAAADPE/wE9zSG-z3HA/s1600-h/DSC02117+Edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363009662359646594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sm0835vvMYI/AAAAAAAADPE/wE9zSG-z3HA/s400/DSC02117+Edit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-641574144147243468?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/641574144147243468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=641574144147243468' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/641574144147243468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/641574144147243468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-july-19th.html' title='Sunday ~ July 19th'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sm1C1otKQEI/AAAAAAAADQU/COm9Ejuk3R0/s72-c/DSC02126+-+Edit+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-3257584126730549753</id><published>2009-07-16T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:56:40.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our "April 15th" is approaching...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ~*~*~ Bloggers Motto ~*~*~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live your life...blog about it when you can!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So every few weeks it seems like, I come out here to Blogland and give a big excuse why I have been neglecting my blog!! :) And tonight is no different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tax filing time is rolling around for our little partnership (Solid Rock Foundations, Inc.) and I have the OH SO enviable task of preparing our accounting records for the occasion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe when that's all over, my mind will calm down enough to organize and post pictures.  We have traveled to Indiana, Ohio, Missouri, and Oklahoma!  We have visited with family and friends and entertained guests.  For now, I'm going to grab my camera and select just a couple pix to throw out here!  Enjoy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madi with Kent and Katie and Heartland Bible Methodist Camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359301297896302674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SmAQIrlmKFI/AAAAAAAADO8/PHRCg0PYRjE/s400/DSC02037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandpa reads a bedtime story to Alexa and Madi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SmAQIWUZUmI/AAAAAAAADO0/FUxMpQL2l-E/s1600-h/DSC02105.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359301292187013730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SmAQIWUZUmI/AAAAAAAADO0/FUxMpQL2l-E/s400/DSC02105.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-3257584126730549753?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3257584126730549753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=3257584126730549753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3257584126730549753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3257584126730549753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-april-15th-is-approaching.html' title='Our &quot;April 15th&quot; is approaching...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SmAQIrlmKFI/AAAAAAAADO8/PHRCg0PYRjE/s72-c/DSC02037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-2437978904085467724</id><published>2009-06-18T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:03:21.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Loves Me &amp; Nightime Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;It is VBS week here at our church so we have been BUSY!! I'm behind on everything (including posting!) but I quickly took a couple more videos of Madi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We love to sing and over the past week or so we have heard Madi singing more and more words of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"JESUS LOVES ME"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on her own...I wanted to catch her in some of the beginning stages of learning. SO FUN to watch her try new things. We tried to get it all on one video clip, but that didn't work out too well! :) It's kinda hard to catch, but in the middle of this clip, when I suggest saying prayers, she sits down and suddenly starts this pretend sleeping thing "ooonk...shhhhh"...so silly! I am not sure where she learned this.  Then,  she was determined we needed to pray for the food.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c3d20aa8bbe99b12" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc3d20aa8bbe99b12%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE7A07999277C64A9767A85638343F25B77E4B2F.4019B304862382274F51CA0E90C016FDE47D56FD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc3d20aa8bbe99b12%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0ZkQaPI_GrqQCmCgi-he-4581E8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc3d20aa8bbe99b12%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE7A07999277C64A9767A85638343F25B77E4B2F.4019B304862382274F51CA0E90C016FDE47D56FD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc3d20aa8bbe99b12%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0ZkQaPI_GrqQCmCgi-he-4581E8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Part of Madi's bedtime routine is saying &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nightime Prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We usually keep them pretty short and just pray for "mommy, daddy and Madi", but the other night we started praying for all our family members. We were praying for Drew, Dana, Kent and Katie who live in Michigan and we don't get to see very often...and Katie's name must have reminded her of "Kaylee" (my cousin's little girl whom we see quite a bit!) and so suddenly during her prayer after mommy said "Katie", Madi said, "Kaylee, No! No!" :) She is getting to be a bossy little thing!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hope this doesn't come off as disrespectful, but I took a little video clip of her saying prayers tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5171f212b342bfcd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5171f212b342bfcd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F33D8B6C5C81143AF9200FB292D5692163809FD.54F6D861588AD7EFA19D81A660D7605CECD916FB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5171f212b342bfcd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0bS6biSRfvByLafsP9KHQn1Eawg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5171f212b342bfcd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F33D8B6C5C81143AF9200FB292D5692163809FD.54F6D861588AD7EFA19D81A660D7605CECD916FB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5171f212b342bfcd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0bS6biSRfvByLafsP9KHQn1Eawg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-2437978904085467724?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5171f212b342bfcd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c3d20aa8bbe99b12&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2437978904085467724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=2437978904085467724' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2437978904085467724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2437978904085467724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/06/jesus-loves-me-nightime-prayers.html' title='Jesus Loves Me &amp; Nightime Prayers'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-1408047412682461908</id><published>2009-06-11T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:25:43.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John 3:16</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://arenders.blogspot.com/2008/05/we-started-having-childrens-hour-at-our.html"&gt;Here Alexa inspired us to learn John 3:16.&lt;/a&gt; :)  We have tried to say this a few times, but this morning we decided to capture it on the camera (before we were even out of our jammies nonetheless! :-).  Later, while eating Cheerio's I heard her trying to say it on her own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4fbfed22917b9e5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04fbfed22917b9e5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEE68E99C4066058DBD08359AB4D6C2D52AB208C.2EB3688605D9D5B46EFD2D8C206D99005F81E078%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4fbfed22917b9e5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5jc-5a1IRs7FNrgzd88dxAN2i7o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04fbfed22917b9e5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DEE68E99C4066058DBD08359AB4D6C2D52AB208C.2EB3688605D9D5B46EFD2D8C206D99005F81E078%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4fbfed22917b9e5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5jc-5a1IRs7FNrgzd88dxAN2i7o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-1408047412682461908?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4fbfed22917b9e5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1408047412682461908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=1408047412682461908' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1408047412682461908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1408047412682461908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/06/john-316.html' title='John 3:16'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-3128113756538133935</id><published>2009-06-07T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:44:14.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pix from June...so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;June is just shaping up to be another very busy month for us!! This weekend was the Bacon Family reunion and it was great to spend some time with my mom's side of the family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a few pics from the past week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madi shares a soda with her daddy (and enjoys it very much!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She cracked me up how she was sitting. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixOBqc35JI/AAAAAAAAC90/R-2kT5bYIwU/s1600-h/DSC01982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344732648264164498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 394px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixOBqc35JI/AAAAAAAAC90/R-2kT5bYIwU/s400/DSC01982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344732644712999778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixOBdONa2I/AAAAAAAAC9s/7SQnrkZL9rk/s400/DSC01985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344732637633503794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixOBC2U4jI/AAAAAAAAC9k/WGqeuY_29ng/s400/DSC01986.JPG" border="0" /&gt; She ALSO enjoyed some fudge bar! &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344732636145767730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixOA9Tn1TI/AAAAAAAAC9c/ci7rwvOvi3A/s400/DSC01988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;More playing in the clothes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344731793875816642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixNP7m0UMI/AAAAAAAAC9M/5Gptz0pFqC8/s400/DSC01992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344731788636215730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixNPoFmWbI/AAAAAAAAC9E/h6VyQi7WPjw/s400/DSC01993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes up....can't always come back down!&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a mean mom, but I had to grab my camera...I was moving around some furniture and she decided to climb up, then got to scared to climb down.  She said "help!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344731782573482082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixNPRgIYGI/AAAAAAAAC88/8NsfiT8d_BU/s400/DSC01994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madi with Alexa, my sister Tyra and my mom's oldest sister Donna, at the family reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344731778000645810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixNPAd4brI/AAAAAAAAC80/MhpBrGBYTkc/s400/DSC01995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344730292525993778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixL4ipIDzI/AAAAAAAAC8s/araP-FbMA4Y/s400/DSC01996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;With my cousin's little girl Jenna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixL4Q4H1SI/AAAAAAAAC8k/6vWTKE-Scqo/s1600-h/DSC01997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344730287757055266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixL4Q4H1SI/AAAAAAAAC8k/6vWTKE-Scqo/s400/DSC01997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ready to head out the door for Sunday School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344730284722197090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixL4FkjkmI/AAAAAAAAC8c/PO3hHv8bzbI/s400/DSC02003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344730279451205138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixL3x72nhI/AAAAAAAAC8U/jk0ywvDMmTc/s400/DSC02004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Below...This doesn't happen very often...I said "Smile, Madi!" and she did! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344730275536822642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixL3jWl4XI/AAAAAAAAC8M/Ya55SSurGp4/s400/DSC02005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-3128113756538133935?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3128113756538133935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=3128113756538133935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3128113756538133935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3128113756538133935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/06/pix-from-juneso-far.html' title='Pix from June...so far'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SixOBqc35JI/AAAAAAAAC90/R-2kT5bYIwU/s72-c/DSC01982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-7260844063465624988</id><published>2009-05-25T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T07:32:50.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's just so onery...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's so great to be a stay at home mom! I am so very blessed to have so much more time with Madi. I feel like she is starting to bond with me more...She is definitely more clingy at times, which I think comes partly with this age as she becomes more aware of things she is (sometimes :) more cautious...these are just a few random pictures from the past couple weeeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below: Madi trying on hats at the Dixie Stampede&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340009977947029682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuGyEiTALI/AAAAAAAAC6k/HyD1u2tDxxI/s400/DSC01776.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flylady.net/"&gt;FLY Lady&lt;/a&gt; says you should "get dressed to shoes" before you start your day!! Madi missed the getting dressed part, but shoes!? that we can do! As you can see, she had not been out of bed very long, with her crazy hair, paci and jammies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuPhzZS9rI/AAAAAAAAC70/OGuholfzN8o/s1600-h/DSC01895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340019594072618674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuPhzZS9rI/AAAAAAAAC70/OGuholfzN8o/s400/DSC01895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340014777345562850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuLJbsE2OI/AAAAAAAAC7c/0pzZIGuSXRk/s400/DSC01898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madi loves to play with the Q-tips. Since I usually clean out her nose with one, she thinks that is where they go! Of course we don't let her run around like this, but I just had to grab the camera when I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340014786275824370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuLJ89N0vI/AAAAAAAAC7s/esHDq9dMNJ8/s400/DSC01902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340014779278791442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuLJi4_kxI/AAAAAAAAC7k/cGJi0SldBF4/s400/DSC01901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many of these will fit!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340019599881995794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuPiJCXBhI/AAAAAAAAC78/vEHu0THRHIU/s400/DSC01900.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Madi loves to play on our bed. This morning, I think she had been playing there for close to 30 minutes...she was being so quiet that I went back to check on here and found her playing completely covered with the sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340012273872774674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuI3thpphI/AAAAAAAAC6s/6fOVwdHeodY/s400/DSC01826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340012295872400098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuI4_exSuI/AAAAAAAAC7M/B_KjPSjSkMY/s400/DSC01831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340012290343514706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuI4q4lMlI/AAAAAAAAC7E/O9TuYR3KqBE/s400/DSC01830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340012279913710290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuI4EB7AtI/AAAAAAAAC60/GCgMVxAs1RQ/s400/DSC01829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340012283360857922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuI4Q3yT0I/AAAAAAAAC68/UnDKCgKY3VU/s400/DSC01827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Playing in the little baby doll crib my mom painted for her for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340009967201030162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuGxcgQEBI/AAAAAAAAC6M/sYyIYgaJCRM/s400/DSC01940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340139053415560562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Shv8LQIGdXI/AAAAAAAAC8E/WOXmxvfCt7Y/s400/DSC01942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Having fun playing in the wagon after a wedding we went to this past weeekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340009979499662306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuGyKUeS-I/AAAAAAAAC6c/cde_hFfEX9U/s400/DSC01932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340009969921219586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuGxmoy3AI/AAAAAAAAC6U/g-hS9qmlU7I/s400/DSC01912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-7260844063465624988?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7260844063465624988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=7260844063465624988' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7260844063465624988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7260844063465624988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/05/shes-just-so-onery.html' title='She&apos;s just so onery...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShuGyEiTALI/AAAAAAAAC6k/HyD1u2tDxxI/s72-c/DSC01776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-5483210507003785689</id><published>2009-05-17T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:12:32.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's late Sunday night and I wanted to get a quick post in before our week begins. We had a busy weekend. Thursday night, Madi and I and Tyra's kids (Drew, Gabe, Siah, Taylar) headed to Branson. We stayed at the Grand Country Hotel with the indoor "Splash Inn" waterpark. Seth joined us on Friday night. We had a great time! and our hotel room was FULL!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDsasPo-RI/AAAAAAAAC50/JQwiACt1FWo/s1600-h/DSC01790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337025501731551506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDsasPo-RI/AAAAAAAAC50/JQwiACt1FWo/s400/DSC01790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heading off to the water park... Madi LOVED the water, although she did not like some of the loud noises in the park.  I had to really watch her cause she would just duck right under the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDsaeFXbbI/AAAAAAAAC5s/O2DMa-sMW-Q/s1600-h/DSC01787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337025497930362290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDsaeFXbbI/AAAAAAAAC5s/O2DMa-sMW-Q/s400/DSC01787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also enjoyed the Dixie Stampede.  This was the kids first time to go and they loved it.&lt;br /&gt;Madi loved all the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDsadQWNQI/AAAAAAAAC5k/vqLE228Ds28/s1600-h/DSC01783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337025497707984130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDsadQWNQI/AAAAAAAAC5k/vqLE228Ds28/s400/DSC01783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDsaYeQpKI/AAAAAAAAC5c/QRvce4UPEzM/s1600-h/DSC01775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337025496424162466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDsaYeQpKI/AAAAAAAAC5c/QRvce4UPEzM/s400/DSC01775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of our trip we got to meet up with Uncle Anthony and Aunt Adrian for some Olive Garden...yumm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337025503939712242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDsa0eG1PI/AAAAAAAAC58/VcBsfMnolk4/s400/DSC01806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And here are just  a few snaps from tonight.  Madi is wearing the dress that was in her Easter Basket from Grandpa and Grandma Herring...I thought it looked great on her!...thankyou!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If she would have stood still for one second I might have got a picture that wasn't blurry!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDrSCRhdzI/AAAAAAAAC5U/hV6i0aiHKf4/s1600-h/DSC01824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337024253514577714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDrSCRhdzI/AAAAAAAAC5U/hV6i0aiHKf4/s400/DSC01824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDrR_ocy0I/AAAAAAAAC5M/S0dN4uHBfZU/s1600-h/DSC01822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337024252805434178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDrR_ocy0I/AAAAAAAAC5M/S0dN4uHBfZU/s400/DSC01822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDrRl0v1pI/AAAAAAAAC5E/8PCjivXmeO8/s1600-h/DSC01818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337024245877692050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDrRl0v1pI/AAAAAAAAC5E/8PCjivXmeO8/s400/DSC01818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDrRbE4JkI/AAAAAAAAC48/G-Ql9CPiISA/s1600-h/DSC01814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337024242992555586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDrRbE4JkI/AAAAAAAAC48/G-Ql9CPiISA/s400/DSC01814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-5483210507003785689?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5483210507003785689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=5483210507003785689' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5483210507003785689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5483210507003785689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-weekend.html' title='Our Weekend'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/ShDsasPo-RI/AAAAAAAAC50/JQwiACt1FWo/s72-c/DSC01790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-7449005439859007832</id><published>2009-05-12T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:28:36.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little bit of everything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's nearing the end of the school year which means LOTS of school activities... and while (thankfully) we have none in school yet, I have 6 neices and nephews in school and so we enjoy attending as many of these events as we can. Madi loves being with all the kids and has almost got their names down pat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Dewew" (Drew)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"B" (Gabe...this one is just TOO hard!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Siah" (Josiah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Ayler" (Taylar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Sinsey" (Kinsey)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Caden" :) yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335183806127463266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SgphZ5ek22I/AAAAAAAAC4c/APjZEh9Pd0I/s400/DSC01740.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Madi (above with "B") at Track &amp;amp; Field Day &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335184420478161842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sgph9qHMk7I/AAAAAAAAC4k/hgr8qo9pe60/s400/DSC01737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sgph9p8Wa6I/AAAAAAAAC4s/tXw5-m6acmM/s1600-h/DSC01759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335184420432669602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sgph9p8Wa6I/AAAAAAAAC4s/tXw5-m6acmM/s400/DSC01759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; with one of our friends little boy (Peyton). They are just a few weeks apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335185016244195282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SgpigVg4z9I/AAAAAAAAC40/Ba1Lrl-5Z6c/s400/DSC01760.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SgphZ9u5EdI/AAAAAAAAC4M/0C96XOz7pss/s1600-h/DSC01720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335183807269638610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SgphZ9u5EdI/AAAAAAAAC4M/0C96XOz7pss/s400/DSC01720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; "cleaning out" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Deogy's&lt;/span&gt; ears...with a Q-tip nonetheless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335183800968917474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SgphZmQrseI/AAAAAAAAC4E/nzTl9PgWFiE/s400/DSC01719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335183335354172818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sgpg-ftehZI/AAAAAAAAC30/z4qK3HhXap8/s400/DSC01717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335183324848221314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sgpg94kqbII/AAAAAAAAC3U/zwoy11nL1qI/s400/DSC01664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flowers from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;... (and not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dandelions&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335183325658547554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sgpg97l3BWI/AAAAAAAAC3c/2ELmZqANEE4/s400/DSC01665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335183332396841906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sgpg-UsZO7I/AAAAAAAAC3s/MRGm2h2qSu4/s400/DSC01713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; showing off for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Memaw&lt;/span&gt; and Papaw in her heels on Mother's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Madi's dress compliments of Papaw Herring!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335183327198939378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sgpg-BVHiPI/AAAAAAAAC3k/78GmKsos8no/s400/DSC01712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-7449005439859007832?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7449005439859007832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=7449005439859007832' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7449005439859007832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7449005439859007832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-bit-of-everything.html' title='Little bit of everything...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SgphZ5ek22I/AAAAAAAAC4c/APjZEh9Pd0I/s72-c/DSC01740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-5415454039995956277</id><published>2009-05-07T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:50:15.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress report...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is where I will detail all the new things that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; is doing and saying that only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Madi's&lt;/span&gt; parents and an occasional grandparent can enjoy! :) READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have been staying with Great-Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Goins&lt;/span&gt; all week while mom and dad (who live with her) are on vacation. We have had a good time relaxing and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; has really become &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;acquainted&lt;/span&gt; with grandma...she now calls her "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Memaw&lt;/span&gt;" too. Unfortunately, I have hardly gotten my camera out at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday we rode the quad down to the mailbox (It's a long lane and it was a cool rainy day! :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; loves to ride it although she hangs on extra tight. She loves to see the cows that graze along the long driveway and we even got to see a couple bunnies which she thought was great. Now every time we head down the drive she says "bunny!". Tonight Seth took her on another ride out to see the newborn calves and he said she just started screaming she was so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; loves this lady-bug &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;massager&lt;/span&gt; and tonight she says "Daddy, back!" So daddy obliged her to give him a back massage. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333308601449516722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SgO36nrvDrI/AAAAAAAAC10/FScHUrcjv60/s400/Early+Spring+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, think I'll massage my backside...silly girl!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SgO364AORxI/AAAAAAAAC18/8U9ksy0c1uw/s1600-h/Early+Spring+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333308605830416146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SgO364AORxI/AAAAAAAAC18/8U9ksy0c1uw/s400/Early+Spring+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Madi's&lt;/span&gt; vocabulary really seems to have taken off. She is putting together more and more sentences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"No, mama!" :) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I don't want that!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I need more!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"What's that?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And tonight on the phone, I'm sure she asked me "what you doing?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favorite thing to hear her say is "Hi, Mama!" or look in the mirror and say "Hi, Baby!" in that sweet little voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I start to "get onto her" for something I will usually call her name to get her attention. To which she answers "huh?". Now when she does something she knows she shouldn't do (or even THINKS she shouldn't) she will just start saying "huh?, huh?". Kinda nice, she gives me my cues! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we turn on our road she has started to say "home" and says "house" when we start to go in. She says "Hi!" to everyone in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart and will continue to say it if they don't hear her. Although she is still a little shy of strangers if they get too close (thank goodness). Her favorite thing to do right now? Pick flowers....and namely dandelions since that is about all we have in our yard. Yes, she has already learned to blow off the dead petals, joy! She LOVES to climb everywhere, but is scared to swing...I posted some pix of her on a swing with a pole in front of her and she did great with that, but not a regular swing...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, we'll have to fix that this summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has learned to wink and tonight she "made the day" for a couple old codgers at the diner we were eating at by winking at them. Totally random!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is learning to pray, and even though she has been able to say "ma-nan" (amen) for a long time (and will say it regularly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;throughout&lt;/span&gt; other peoples prayers!), she had now started to say "food" anytime we pray (even night time prayers). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is learning to count. She will sometimes count to 5 by herself, but can go to 10 saying alternate numbers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;although&lt;/span&gt; she gets confused on eight or nine and calls it one. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried to catch it on video tonight. It is TOO long, but I haven't taken the time to learn how to edit these, so again, watch at your own risk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b840c0e5e49c7b36" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db840c0e5e49c7b36%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80E37C8D00E6F95E7DF5C453D1088F1117A4CFF1.80EC63417727F89C236DCE2BCAEF92019DB9F0EE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db840c0e5e49c7b36%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJVb36GlRbP5odcez-3RHN-3yFAY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db840c0e5e49c7b36%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80E37C8D00E6F95E7DF5C453D1088F1117A4CFF1.80EC63417727F89C236DCE2BCAEF92019DB9F0EE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db840c0e5e49c7b36%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJVb36GlRbP5odcez-3RHN-3yFAY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-5415454039995956277?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b840c0e5e49c7b36&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5415454039995956277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=5415454039995956277' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5415454039995956277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5415454039995956277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/05/progress-report.html' title='Progress report...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SgO36nrvDrI/AAAAAAAAC10/FScHUrcjv60/s72-c/Early+Spring+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-6617313720706732340</id><published>2009-04-28T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T14:34:35.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>February 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel a little behind since I was a slacker for a couple of months...Nothing big to report, but just a few pictures I took during the month of February.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfdpaWzAWnI/AAAAAAAAC1s/Bhc-zM_yhCg/s1600-h/Feb+09+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329844585533299314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfdpaWzAWnI/AAAAAAAAC1s/Bhc-zM_yhCg/s400/Feb+09+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfdpZ-GyV4I/AAAAAAAAC1k/LRnBgKRLfq0/s1600-h/Feb+09+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329844578905380738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfdpZ-GyV4I/AAAAAAAAC1k/LRnBgKRLfq0/s400/Feb+09+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-6617313720706732340?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6617313720706732340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=6617313720706732340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/6617313720706732340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/6617313720706732340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/04/february-209.html' title='February 2009'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfdpaWzAWnI/AAAAAAAAC1s/Bhc-zM_yhCg/s72-c/Feb+09+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-3583191520640608270</id><published>2009-04-28T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:00:19.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the move...</title><content type='html'>It's been exciting since mama has been off work to be able to MOVE more! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've got some good workout partner's in Maria, Bradyn, Kaylee &amp;amp; Mindy! And we have been trying to meet at least 4-5 times a week to walk or for some kind of activity.  This morning I had to wake Madi up to get ready to go and I just had to smile at her yawning while I wrestled on her sweats...you have no idea baby! ;)  Bad quality, but I snapped a pix of her ready  to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfdO7IsAftI/AAAAAAAAC1U/-x3olVtxv1c/s1600-h/DSC01618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329815461867585234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfdO7IsAftI/AAAAAAAAC1U/-x3olVtxv1c/s400/DSC01618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-3583191520640608270?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3583191520640608270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=3583191520640608270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3583191520640608270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3583191520640608270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-move.html' title='On the move...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfdO7IsAftI/AAAAAAAAC1U/-x3olVtxv1c/s72-c/DSC01618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-6232740125253336442</id><published>2009-04-27T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T08:22:04.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can say my name!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Over the past several days we have worked with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; on saying her name. Thought I should get a clip of it while she is still new at it. ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She has done it enough that she has started anticipating the next word, so she jumps ahead now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-116a852fbecf92fc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D116a852fbecf92fc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1AEA51222FCE063B249451E5D9C59D12F7FA4440.625604A70C92BD31745B28FAB582B19654F31679%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D116a852fbecf92fc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5SJ5mtSrFYM9aajOmKHbYotV-I8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D116a852fbecf92fc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1AEA51222FCE063B249451E5D9C59D12F7FA4440.625604A70C92BD31745B28FAB582B19654F31679%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D116a852fbecf92fc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5SJ5mtSrFYM9aajOmKHbYotV-I8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-6232740125253336442?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=116a852fbecf92fc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6232740125253336442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=6232740125253336442' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/6232740125253336442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/6232740125253336442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-can-say-my-name.html' title='I can say my name!'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-5752543806857061486</id><published>2009-04-25T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:14:59.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recently when we were visiting Adrian, I saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; standing on this walker with Callie in it (our cousin's little girl that Adrian babysits for) and i had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;deja vu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfPd12v6wrI/AAAAAAAAC0s/1BFGSvzBs30/s1600-h/DSC01364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328846701408731826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfPd12v6wrI/AAAAAAAAC0s/1BFGSvzBs30/s400/DSC01364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took a very similar picture of Alexa and Madi almost exactly a year before...too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfPd16bybUI/AAAAAAAAC0k/MljvJRoNWV4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328846702398041410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfPd16bybUI/AAAAAAAAC0k/MljvJRoNWV4/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-5752543806857061486?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5752543806857061486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=5752543806857061486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5752543806857061486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5752543806857061486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/04/deja-vu.html' title='Deja Vu'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfPd12v6wrI/AAAAAAAAC0s/1BFGSvzBs30/s72-c/DSC01364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-7247375190772284284</id><published>2009-04-24T18:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:00:53.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight we are up at my parent's farm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJtcf1Nu_I/AAAAAAAAC0U/2oGrrQM_5kc/s1600-h/100_6555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328441645481180146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJtcf1Nu_I/AAAAAAAAC0U/2oGrrQM_5kc/s400/100_6555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are working on planting the garden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madi has loved being outside....we just grabbed a few shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328441645553546306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJtcgGd9EI/AAAAAAAAC0c/OOg3Z8u3i8I/s400/100_6554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJs0qvBqbI/AAAAAAAAC0M/Ise0H69E810/s1600-h/100_6557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328440961213245874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJs0qvBqbI/AAAAAAAAC0M/Ise0H69E810/s400/100_6557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJs0OJlZmI/AAAAAAAACz8/S4AGvZTHMDk/s1600-h/100_6563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328440953540011618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJs0OJlZmI/AAAAAAAACz8/S4AGvZTHMDk/s400/100_6563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJszRAo8aI/AAAAAAAACzs/0V7bGc1b3Gg/s1600-h/100_6568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328440937127932322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJszRAo8aI/AAAAAAAACzs/0V7bGc1b3Gg/s400/100_6568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328440943151706914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJsznc0cyI/AAAAAAAACz0/HSqs8f-7-vY/s400/100_6564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-7247375190772284284?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7247375190772284284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=7247375190772284284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7247375190772284284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7247375190772284284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-at-farm.html' title='Fun at the Farm'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJtcf1Nu_I/AAAAAAAAC0U/2oGrrQM_5kc/s72-c/100_6555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-2690705148352524948</id><published>2009-04-24T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:42:58.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LJS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday mom was off work and asked if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; and I wanted to make a trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bartlesville&lt;/span&gt; with her, which we were happy to do!! :) We stopped at Long John Silvers for lunch (always the healthy choice!) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed some corn, fries, hush puppies and fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't get her to keep a pony tail or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;barrette&lt;/span&gt; in her hair, but go figure...the pirate hat, she will gladly wear! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJpmJGC7gI/AAAAAAAACy8/PXHisHEPtSw/s1600-h/100_6548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328437413129940482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJpmJGC7gI/AAAAAAAACy8/PXHisHEPtSw/s400/100_6548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328436986111927010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJpNSVBIuI/AAAAAAAACy0/oTYSG97-a70/s400/100_6553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJpNAX-zNI/AAAAAAAACys/tlGgR3RCvrI/s1600-h/100_6552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328436981292518610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJpNAX-zNI/AAAAAAAACys/tlGgR3RCvrI/s400/100_6552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-2690705148352524948?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2690705148352524948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=2690705148352524948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2690705148352524948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2690705148352524948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/04/ljs.html' title='LJS'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SfJpmJGC7gI/AAAAAAAACy8/PXHisHEPtSw/s72-c/100_6548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4638160400674715978</id><published>2009-04-12T15:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T15:13:23.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Well, we had a good Easter service this morning. Dinner is over, the dishes are done and I'm just here wasting some time while Seth and Madi are napping and waiting for churchtime. Here are a few shots from our day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323929410682186514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SeJll3T3axI/AAAAAAAACxM/mH5hdi8s7d8/s400/Easter+2009+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323931288701940802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SeJnTLeqtEI/AAAAAAAACx8/BSjfGrYRv3E/s400/Easter+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323929419545350466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SeJlmYVAkUI/AAAAAAAACxk/94yHNyVHdms/s400/Easter+2009+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323929417445706866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SeJlmQgajHI/AAAAAAAACxc/cqmifqtiadQ/s400/Easter+2009+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323929409927706642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SeJll0f--BI/AAAAAAAACxE/O1G3d4_gIOw/s400/Easter+2009+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SeJlmFZlslI/AAAAAAAACxU/plfBi0KjUOM/s1600-h/Easter+2009+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323929414464287314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SeJlmFZlslI/AAAAAAAACxU/plfBi0KjUOM/s400/Easter+2009+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323930356688592882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SeJmc7dXn_I/AAAAAAAACx0/J_SIamr-1jI/s400/Easter+2009+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-4638160400674715978?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4638160400674715978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4638160400674715978' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4638160400674715978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4638160400674715978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!!'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SeJll3T3axI/AAAAAAAACxM/mH5hdi8s7d8/s72-c/Easter+2009+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-5403064982363883874</id><published>2009-04-10T13:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T14:07:04.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madi's Mama is a SAHM! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I am a &lt;strong&gt;Stay&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;At Home Mom&lt;/strong&gt;!  Something I used to think would be a "given", but now I am very thankful for and determined not to take for granted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323160356589850786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sd-qJBj60KI/AAAAAAAACw0/UoAyhZgBX90/s400/n1539386201_30283572_5890916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323163486416225618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sd-s_NErRVI/AAAAAAAACw8/3kC5lQlgJzA/s400/n1539386201_30283588_1115106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Almost old news by now, but I am very excited to be a FULL TIME mom now!! I was definitely always of the opinion that mommies should be at home to raise their babies if at all possible. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; was a bit of a surprise for Seth and I and when we found out we were expecting we had just decided to move back to KS, Seth had just entered into a brand new partnership and I was going to start working from home for the same company I had worked for for several years...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; of changes and definitely not a timing mix that we would have brought a baby into! But, God always knows best and we were very excited and nervous when we found out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; was on the way after almost 7 years of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;marriage&lt;/span&gt;. I was very blessed to have lots of good baby-sitters, but felt like I really wanted to be home with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; more and we had thought, prayed and talked about my staying home, but were not sure it would work financially.  About a month ago, I found out that my position at work was being eliminated and I just felt confident that this was God's way of saying "It's going to be OK and I will help you through this!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My first item of business was to get sick! :)  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Uggh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That weekend Seth's family came for a visit and we had a great time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vi sting&lt;/span&gt; with them. The following week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; and I headed to Springfield to visit with my sister Adrian.  We were there for almost a week and a half while Seth worked in Oklahoma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We returned home last night and were able to enjoy the Good Friday Service this morning with the Penn View Bible &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Institute&lt;/span&gt; choir and orchestra.  How cool to to be able to do something in the middle of the day and not worry about taking time off or making up time!! :) It's the little things right!?  This afternoon I'm going to decorate Easter Eggs with some of the kids because they are out of school today.  I'm very excited about having more time to invest in these little lives and souls.  I'm really asking God to help me LEARN to ENJOY being a wife and a mother at home.  Because as excited as I am, I know it's going to be a big change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometime soon, I'm going to catch up on all the laundry and housework and all those day to day things...but not today! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, the eggs are boiling, so we are off to do some damage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY EASTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-5403064982363883874?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5403064982363883874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=5403064982363883874' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5403064982363883874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/5403064982363883874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/04/madis-mama-is-sahm.html' title='Madi&apos;s Mama is a SAHM! :)'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/Sd-qJBj60KI/AAAAAAAACw0/UoAyhZgBX90/s72-c/n1539386201_30283572_5890916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-4843517200937883416</id><published>2009-04-07T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T11:17:10.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kissing Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SduI46v7MzI/AAAAAAAACws/zMhWxxWVaBQ/s1600-h/DSC01386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321997896092693298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SduI46v7MzI/AAAAAAAACws/zMhWxxWVaBQ/s400/DSC01386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SduG-LG8q9I/AAAAAAAACwk/eZIu40kFKjE/s1600-h/DSC01386.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We have lots to catch up on, but we are not going to worry about that right now! We'll just jump in right where we are. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; and mama are staying with AAA (Anthony, Adrian &amp;amp; Alexa ;) for the past week and 1/2 while Daddy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;works in Oklahoma...We thought grandma would like an update, so we took this little clip this morning. The girls were intrigued with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kaleidoscope&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;screen saver&lt;/span&gt; we had playing with the music on the computer, so it was a little tough to get their attention to give greetings! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1ce8891ef073b7c6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1ce8891ef073b7c6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4888C10FC40C378C9C8033DA553A6C7C58606568.26053DB013B8284DAC09396E173077180F8EC086%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1ce8891ef073b7c6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBGlpdI-TJkoT9iEpl4HHYD_LP8A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1ce8891ef073b7c6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4888C10FC40C378C9C8033DA553A6C7C58606568.26053DB013B8284DAC09396E173077180F8EC086%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1ce8891ef073b7c6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBGlpdI-TJkoT9iEpl4HHYD_LP8A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-4843517200937883416?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1ce8891ef073b7c6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4843517200937883416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=4843517200937883416' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4843517200937883416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/4843517200937883416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/04/kissing-cousins.html' title='Kissing Cousins'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SduI46v7MzI/AAAAAAAACws/zMhWxxWVaBQ/s72-c/DSC01386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-6831939058260788601</id><published>2009-02-19T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:13:52.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This &amp; That...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Nicole:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I usually try to meet up with my good friend Nicole when we are in Indianpolis, but it didn't work out when we were there for Christmas this year . Shortly after arriving back home, we recieved a fun, fun box in the mail from her. Seth and I were very excited about the homemade chocolate Buckeyes! :) YUM!! (I seriously had to share them with Tyra and her family so I would not eat the whole tin of them!) but Madi was very excited about her fun new wooden toys!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304593655904141986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ2z0zn1AqI/AAAAAAAACnU/WS1u9wmrvz8/s400/DSC00680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A very noble attempt to hold all the pieces all at once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304593663298056578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ2z1PKrMYI/AAAAAAAACnc/hS2jkC8lrcw/s400/DSC00681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can I use them as a cymbal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304596494952659794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ22aD5ve1I/AAAAAAAACos/jqnaL3bFHE8/s400/DSC00682.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So excited, I need to take a break to stand on my head! :) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ2z1TFKOUI/AAAAAAAACns/LQ2Afo0CeGA/s1600-h/DSC00685.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304593664348666178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ2z1TFKOUI/AAAAAAAACns/LQ2Afo0CeGA/s400/DSC00685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Madi loves her paci, and sometimes it is just really hard to pick which one to use! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304589626874507378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ2wKSUTsHI/AAAAAAAACnM/TUyRA_Oln2w/s400/DSC01034.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This little piggy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304594257591435506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ20X1FQgPI/AAAAAAAACoM/aOwzdlmG2Aw/s400/DSC01037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; During a recent visit from Anthony and Adrian..Alexa, Madi and Daddy read books before church on Sunday morning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ2wKbtcMbI/AAAAAAAACnE/oEJGASkxxKo/s1600-h/DSC01018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304589629395841458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ2wKbtcMbI/AAAAAAAACnE/oEJGASkxxKo/s400/DSC01018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daddy, Madi and Baby read books before bed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ2wKEEU1jI/AAAAAAAACm8/wGhX-t6AYOA/s1600-h/DSC01064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304589623049377330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ2wKEEU1jI/AAAAAAAACm8/wGhX-t6AYOA/s400/DSC01064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Not sure how much more of this the changing table can take!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304594260347667826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ20X_WZRXI/AAAAAAAACoE/7Kh84R8pj1g/s400/DSC00674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304598672870196946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ24Y1RvxtI/AAAAAAAACo0/U8-44zOSeI8/s400/DSC00672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304598677302625714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ24ZFyhRbI/AAAAAAAACo8/ppKu9yPKVwQ/s400/DSC00675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yet another additon to Madison's "CAMO" wardrode. Daddy seriously needs that boy!! But no, I'm not making any announcements! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304594255190584114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ20XsI2azI/AAAAAAAACn0/FNTvx1A9jAE/s400/DSC00677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304594253301126050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ20XlGXk6I/AAAAAAAACn8/husbDgxommI/s400/DSC00679.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Although the grass is still horribly blah, we have had some warm, or not too windy days where Madi could go outside...she loves to be outdoors so much and has started crying when we bring her in. These are a few pix of Madi in our front yard, and I seriously think she would take off down that road without looking back if we would just let her!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304594844769478418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ206AfaZxI/AAAAAAAACok/JhwJq_BjTLE/s400/DSC01020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304594846225089538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ206F6dRAI/AAAAAAAACoc/4HwT02sQzQs/s400/DSC01019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304594848557549682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ206OmjyHI/AAAAAAAACoU/iQa39EsF6R4/s400/DSC00695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304601743388675890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ27Lj2ZjzI/AAAAAAAACpE/ToW5Ig4E7sg/s400/DSC00689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-6831939058260788601?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6831939058260788601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=6831939058260788601' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/6831939058260788601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/6831939058260788601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-that.html' title='This &amp; That...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SZ2z0zn1AqI/AAAAAAAACnU/WS1u9wmrvz8/s72-c/DSC00680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-2352452196773074675</id><published>2009-02-17T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:39:52.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying "Pwease" and other misc events...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I thought I would try to get a video of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; saying please.  Turns out this was not at all hard to do, because she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; wanted the camera...I almost felt mean! :(  But teaching her to say please has been rewarding and very often now she will say it with very little prompting.  The downside is that saying please makes mommy and daddy want to give in to everything that she says "pwease" for...like the camera for instance! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-616c84039875d6f0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D616c84039875d6f0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1603B233A11101685D64F772062D5DD60D532AF9.4830F8B24AB2CF32B05F0935E5EB8BF96809FE07%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D616c84039875d6f0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DV3TdU2KeBNpYCF33F87oCPW6SrI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D616c84039875d6f0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329867721%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1603B233A11101685D64F772062D5DD60D532AF9.4830F8B24AB2CF32B05F0935E5EB8BF96809FE07%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D616c84039875d6f0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DV3TdU2KeBNpYCF33F87oCPW6SrI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Warning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "LONG, boring story" ahead!  :) But writing about it helps me process it and someday Madi might enjoy reading about all her little escapades.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Madi had her first "time out" last night. :(  Discipline is SUCH a not fun thing!!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She hates to have her hands washed after eating...seems like such a simple thing, but not for her.  And I could just grab her hands and wash them but combined with the pouty face twisting as far around in her high chair as she can and repeatedly telling mommy "no", I thought it should be dealt with.  I set down in front of her in her high chair with the wash rag until she finally (somewhat) nicely let me wash off each hand, and then I let her down.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shortly afterward she looks back and me and says "no", for whatever reason!?  So I thought maybe a "timeout" would work and I set her on the kitchen floor.  Hmmmm, this seemed a little bit like a fun new game to her and she was able to play with the wall :) and turn circles on the tile, but after a few failed attempts to get up, she realized mommy was serious and finally conceded to say "sorrwee". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I let her head off to play and just seconds later, realize that the little "red headed attitude " is very much hanging around.  I'm thinking "am I picking a fight here"?? She is not really &lt;strong&gt;doing &lt;/strong&gt;anything wrong, but she very much defying me! So I asked her to "come here" (which she also hates to do) but she started to , until she would get just out of arms reach and then stop and give a little fake cry and a "mini-fit".  Then realizing she is right in the spot where only minutes before she was in "time out", she decided that a self-imposed time out would be more desirable than coming to mommy and she procedes to sit on the floor again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After a few more tries I finally convinced her to come to me where I rewarded her with a hug  and high hopes that she would just go play because mommy was afraid she would be ready to give up before Madi was!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm just in awe...barely 2 feet tall and hardly 20 lbs and yet all this!?!  &lt;strong&gt;Motherhood is not for wimps,&lt;/strong&gt; that is for sure, and there are days I can only hope I'm up to the task.  Someone recently told me "pick your battles carefully and make sure you win every one of them".  This comes to mind often.  I trust that by learning first to listen to us she will also be listening when God talks to her.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, &lt;strong&gt;KUDOS!!&lt;/strong&gt; to all you  moms (and dads)  out there who are raising little ones to be sweet and obedient.  It is worth it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-2352452196773074675?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=616c84039875d6f0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2352452196773074675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=2352452196773074675' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2352452196773074675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/2352452196773074675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/02/saying-pwease-and-other-misc-events.html' title='Saying &quot;Pwease&quot; and other misc events...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-1364593667757588537</id><published>2009-02-05T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:34:27.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The blog has been silent...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;But not our lives, or this house, or Madison!!&lt;br /&gt;Madi seems to talk more every day. If it's not a word that she knows then she will fill in with gibberish that just makes me smile. And mommy and daddy are totally annoying trying to repeat the things she says to everyone!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SYvDqhWRxyI/AAAAAAAACms/Mzo58epYdgo/s1600-h/DSC00999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299544521805252386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SYvDqhWRxyI/AAAAAAAACms/Mzo58epYdgo/s400/DSC00999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Below:&lt;/strong&gt; Looking a little bleary-eyed after waking up from her 4 hour nap this afternoon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But never TOO tired to talk on the "hewwo". ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SYvDqh0ZjRI/AAAAAAAACmk/kESRy9vVMMA/s1600-h/DSC00997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299544521931590930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SYvDqh0ZjRI/AAAAAAAACmk/kESRy9vVMMA/s400/DSC00997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Madi is doing now:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Madi is into repeating herself...&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy! :)&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;boddle,boddle, boddle, boddle, boddle! (Bottle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is learning to say please when asking for something (instead of the natural whining or hollering!) and sometimes saying "peeths" (please) is just the hardest thing to do!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves, loves, loves to read books and is learning to point out objects. She has learned to say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"marmer" (farmer) and "teetur" (teacher) from a couple of books she has.&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon she learned how to run the volume control on the stereo (such a joy :) Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;She loves to go bye-bye and run around outside, which we are so looking forward to doing more of as it gets warmer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy is trying out a new work schedule that allows Madi to be home in the afternoons, which has been great! Daddy is working in a new subdivison just a few minutes from the house, so he is able to bring Madi home at lunch time every day and it has been great to see him more too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-1364593667757588537?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1364593667757588537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=1364593667757588537' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1364593667757588537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/1364593667757588537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-has-been-silent.html' title='The blog has been silent...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SYvDqhWRxyI/AAAAAAAACms/Mzo58epYdgo/s72-c/DSC00999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-60394513271882449</id><published>2009-01-25T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T12:42:55.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN I DO THIS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, so I enjoy decorating, but not so much decorating alone and I'm really needing some input on this one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I purchased 3 canvas's to do some "scrapbooking on the wall" in Madi's room. I didn't realize but it turns out this a very popular and I have seen some really cool ideas online...MEANWHILE I have this adorable outfit I had purchased that Madi has never worn because it is just too big. So I'm thinking...can I hang this on the wall? I started experimenting last night, and this is what I came up with so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295329388636990722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXzKBepk7QI/AAAAAAAACmM/mf9WBjBpuC4/s400/DSC00923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can I do this? I think Seth thinks I've lost my mind! :) So what do you think?...honest opinion ladies! :) Now that I'm looking at this picture, I think I need to add some clothspins and maybe change the polka dot ribbon to a string of some kind to make it look like a clothesline(?). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think I'll also add a picture of Madi in the top left corner.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295329377382570546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXzKA0uUGjI/AAAAAAAACmE/Y6rmL44h3cw/s400/DSC00924.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A little bit more finished in Madi's room. Seth hung this picture for me in Madi's room yesterday. When I saw it, I couldn't resist...I love the saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got this set of metal bins at Hobby Lobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXzKBS76DyI/AAAAAAAACmU/Ucg2T1Eq_6U/s1600-h/DSC00921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295329385492647714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXzKBS76DyI/AAAAAAAACmU/Ucg2T1Eq_6U/s400/DSC00921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295329386341067250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXzKBWGL6fI/AAAAAAAACmc/HgaNRTzVkJI/s400/DSC00918.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-60394513271882449?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/60394513271882449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=60394513271882449' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/60394513271882449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/60394513271882449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-i-do-this.html' title='CAN I DO THIS?'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXzKBepk7QI/AAAAAAAACmM/mf9WBjBpuC4/s72-c/DSC00923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-3899447491949121871</id><published>2009-01-23T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:40:29.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress on Madi's room...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amy came over today to work on Madi's curtains (bless her heart!!) She was here about 8 hours and got them almost completely finished! They look awesome!!!! This is a huge progress on getting Madi's room finished and I know (a couple of you :) have requested to see pictures, which I hope to do soon, but not quite there yet! I just couldn't wait to post these curtains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294696957974794546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXqK1K1t0TI/AAAAAAAAClc/R5wxWcL7wm0/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294696956477403378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXqK1FQtcPI/AAAAAAAAClU/aWp8oM0eMp0/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294696967099929170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXqK1s1UUlI/AAAAAAAACls/0JjgiLsE86w/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ~ Detail ~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294697474189002658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXqLTN4xh6I/AAAAAAAACl0/MnHmJfpEXhA/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXqK05xgF4I/AAAAAAAAClM/ztDyoSseNHA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294696953393715074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXqK05xgF4I/AAAAAAAAClM/ztDyoSseNHA/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-3899447491949121871?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3899447491949121871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=3899447491949121871' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3899447491949121871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/3899447491949121871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/01/progress-on-madis-room.html' title='Progress on Madi&apos;s room...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXqK1K1t0TI/AAAAAAAAClc/R5wxWcL7wm0/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-6229949412105604775</id><published>2009-01-20T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:18:54.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Many Faces of Madi (Volume II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did a "faces" post when Madi was 7 weeks, and she is still expressive as ever.  My nephew Gabe just randomly took all these picutures this past Sunday when we were at mom's for lunch. He got some GREAT shots!!  Good job, Gabe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXbLyvd3b5I/AAAAAAAACe8/W7q-0ZrkHK0/s1600-h/Faces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293642484616228754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXbLyvd3b5I/AAAAAAAACe8/W7q-0ZrkHK0/s400/Faces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-6229949412105604775?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6229949412105604775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=6229949412105604775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/6229949412105604775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/6229949412105604775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/01/many-faces-of-madi-volume-ii.html' title='The Many Faces of Madi (Volume II)'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXbLyvd3b5I/AAAAAAAACe8/W7q-0ZrkHK0/s72-c/Faces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-7158051320914854293</id><published>2009-01-20T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:25:02.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Play Dress up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXbM-ORI3II/AAAAAAAACfM/eXN26pHvnFk/s1600-h/Dress-+up+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293643781374532738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXbM-ORI3II/AAAAAAAACfM/eXN26pHvnFk/s400/Dress-+up+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right now Madison is the youngest of the 8 cousins on (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madi's&lt;/span&gt; mama's) side...6 of whom live very close. Needless to say she is never bored when we are with family. The other day we were over at Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tyra's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Taylar&lt;/span&gt; decided that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; needed to play dress up (which she loves to do)!&lt;br /&gt;I just happened to have my camera along, and was glad that I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALTHOUGH...the big picture in the first set here takes my breath away a little bit. This is all still a long ways away isn't it!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293640240818524306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXbJwIqzkJI/AAAAAAAACek/nfXt2JKdEc8/s400/Dress+up+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXbJwmdQE_I/AAAAAAAACes/hOpWo_Sa8p0/s1600-h/Dress+up+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293640248814736370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXbJwmdQE_I/AAAAAAAACes/hOpWo_Sa8p0/s400/Dress+up+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293640257692717538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXbJxHh7UeI/AAAAAAAACe0/q_MsS0Ya_r4/s400/Dress+up+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6391055578985877282-7158051320914854293?l=madimoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7158051320914854293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6391055578985877282&amp;postID=7158051320914854293' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7158051320914854293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6391055578985877282/posts/default/7158051320914854293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madimoments.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-play-dress-up.html' title='Let&apos;s Play Dress up...'/><author><name>Madi's Mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13190747840928104335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SQHua6F7OsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Z5KWNk02HFk/S220/s42417cb103095_4_0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXbM-ORI3II/AAAAAAAACfM/eXN26pHvnFk/s72-c/Dress-+up+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391055578985877282.post-1250803917061824596</id><published>2009-01-20T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T14:00:45.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008 - Snippets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Christmas with a ONE YEAR OLD...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't think there could be anything much more fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We headed to Indiana on Monday night before Christmas. We left late in the evening in hopes that we could drive through the night and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; would sleep...and it worked like a charm! We had to stop to sleep for an hour or so and arrived in IN about 7:00 the next morning, shortly after Grandma Herring arrived at her job at the hospital, so we surprised her and stopped to say hi. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; was a little shy. We spent the rest of the day at home with Grandpa and by that evening she had warmed up to everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293613018643103506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXaw_mKa_xI/AAAAAAAACd8/kq1Jfd5LmdM/s400/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to Great - Grandma Herrings house on Christmas Eve and had a great wonderful time.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Alot&lt;/span&gt; of the family was there, but we especially missed getting to meet the newest little member of the family, Mr. Clayton!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293614998831857714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXayy28NgDI/AAAAAAAACeM/25qMSbw6ecI/s400/DSC00245.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; getting in some quality time with Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma Herring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXaw_A741aI/AAAAAAAACdk/RuSwXMLflzI/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293613008650032546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXaw_A741aI/AAAAAAAACdk/RuSwXMLflzI/s400/DSC00283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Day we went to Uncle Paul and Aunt Debbie's to have Christmas with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ricker&lt;/span&gt; Family.   We did something new this year and did a gift exchange of a homemade item.  Seth made peanut butter fudge, which he seems to enjoy doing!  There were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of edible items &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;exchanged&lt;/span&gt;, and  it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun.  A few got very creative and made something besides food.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was a good tradition to start!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That evening we opened presents with Seth's family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - "waiting" to open gifts on Christmas Day Evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294236924176356018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXjobrZJ0rI/AAAAAAAACgI/YCMj9hnNRiQ/s400/Stocking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; loved ripping the paper on her gifts. It was especially fun opening up stockings with her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXawFTAOLkI/AAAAAAAACdU/OEkfhzuHtQA/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293612017067634242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXawFTAOLkI/AAAAAAAACdU/OEkfhzuHtQA/s400/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LOVED the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;duckie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; slippers she got for Christmas. She just pranced around in them. Then she w&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ould&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have to bend over and pinch their beaks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293615242699221218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXazBDauKOI/AAAAAAAACeU/DRn5ccEpp8A/s400/DSC00310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; ~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa and Grandma Herring treated the whole family to a day at the Children's Museum in Indianapolis.  We had so much fun, just not enough time!  Who knew there would be so much for a one year old to enjoy.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293612010094726594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXawE5BwDcI/AAAAAAAACc8/-DkbKUyLtsg/s400/DSC00365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXawE19aXXI/AAAAAAAACc0/EEM1whIYYOA/s1600-h/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293612009271221618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXawE19aXXI/AAAAAAAACc0/EEM1whIYYOA/s400/DSC00419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kent, Katie &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; riding the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;carousel&lt;/span&gt; together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXat0zw0GsI/AAAAAAAACcs/caj_R-O9bOI/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293609534780349122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXat0zw0GsI/AAAAAAAACcs/caj_R-O9bOI/s400/DSC00453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; going down the slide by herself...I think this was making Daddy a little nervous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXat0m7pr8I/AAAAAAAACck/UjUU-lumG8I/s1600-h/DSC00470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293609531336142786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXat0m7pr8I/AAAAAAAACck/UjUU-lumG8I/s400/DSC00470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Madi&lt;/span&gt; and Grandpa...we caught Grandpa with his eyes closed, but I think it is sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293609533670521218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oNwLDdIEO1Y/SXat0voNeYI/AAAAAAAACcc/u25UftFUbuU/s400/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span clas
