<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-8484930305535671523</id><updated>2024-09-06T11:52:08.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of a Big Blended Family in the Sticks</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agcbhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8484930305535671523/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agcbhouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11997308655921737481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Y5yHWfnzC_JwVy8nUDbXLH5_E5kBZ0NT--mceXdehlJBM9Gd3f8Ta3XhyN5MbaCqub9GZyCJGgD54VgdCKFHjBFRqrWcYtOSSdOIi6cwnMNavyxxMuUfiSRSuXODOg/s220/391895_10150434549143334_821043333_8484258_1793760822_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484930305535671523.post-1817396113265217172</id><published>2012-06-21T21:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-25T14:42:25.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; This is my first summer staying at home with the kids in nearly four years. &amp;nbsp;I am just going to be really honest, with the hopes that someone will completely identify or give me amazing advice. &amp;nbsp;My kids are bad..... &amp;nbsp;They are! &amp;nbsp;I love them with every breathe that I take, but they embarrass me endlessly. &amp;nbsp;They embarrass me at supermarkets, restaurants, the park, swimming in the lake, and so on. &amp;nbsp;Crimson walks up to strangers telling them about her farting, Caylon bumps into strangers, Rylee does not understand how to wear a dress like a &quot;lady&quot;, and Clover whines about EVERYTHING. &amp;nbsp;I am slowly learning that school was created for two reasons; &amp;nbsp;educating children, and giving parents a break from those children. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; How do we survive the summer as parents of more than one child? &amp;nbsp;I feel like I am becoming a clown day after day, not the parent that I strive to be. &amp;nbsp;How do I begin to entertain these bored children for almost nine hours of sunlight?? &amp;nbsp;The park is a great choice. &amp;nbsp;We live there. &amp;nbsp;The park in Pell City is amazing! &amp;nbsp;They have an enclosed Kids Castle and a huge water area with sand and a beautiful pier. &amp;nbsp; I try to take them after noon and stay there until four, and yet they still scream and throw things at me when it is time to leave. &amp;nbsp;So my job to entertain them seems like a failure when there are at least six parents giving me that &quot;death stare&quot;. &amp;nbsp; Yeah, we live in the day of DHR and all.....but you know that look. &amp;nbsp;The look that screams &quot;Beat them! &amp;nbsp;Kids aren&#39;t supposed to act that way!&quot;. &amp;nbsp;I smile and pack my screaming kids in the car thinking that maybe they will get used to our schedule and do better. &amp;nbsp;They never do. &amp;nbsp;Do I beat them like all those parents would like me to or do I hope for the best the next day?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I love days at home. &amp;nbsp;Days where the computer is my friend, the kids are playing with each other and our &amp;nbsp;cats, and walking to the road picking blackberries is the most vigorous activity that we see. &amp;nbsp;Those days make me happy. &amp;nbsp;Except.....the kids destroy my house, like vicious rats. &amp;nbsp;They throw every toy from childbirth onto the floor, and they have contests to see which one of them can succeed into grounding Gushers in the floor. &amp;nbsp;I then become a demon that they hate to see. &amp;nbsp;That demon one that yells and cannot figure out why they act that way when we are having a&amp;nbsp;relaxing&amp;nbsp;day. &amp;nbsp;I do not mean to be that way, but it seems inevitable. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; To sum it up: &amp;nbsp;How do I end this vicious cycle? &amp;nbsp;Am I bad parent? &amp;nbsp;What is the stay at home mom&#39;s survival list? &amp;nbsp;Where the hell do I find it? &amp;nbsp;And are my kids teaming up against me to see what it is like when I go &quot;ape shit crazy&quot;???&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; Other than all of the above....These children are my everything. &amp;nbsp;I adore them. &amp;nbsp;I just do not want to be the person that ruins their summer.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agcbhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1817396113265217172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agcbhouse.blogspot.com/2012/06/this-is-my-first-summer-staying-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8484930305535671523/posts/default/1817396113265217172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8484930305535671523/posts/default/1817396113265217172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agcbhouse.blogspot.com/2012/06/this-is-my-first-summer-staying-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11997308655921737481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Y5yHWfnzC_JwVy8nUDbXLH5_E5kBZ0NT--mceXdehlJBM9Gd3f8Ta3XhyN5MbaCqub9GZyCJGgD54VgdCKFHjBFRqrWcYtOSSdOIi6cwnMNavyxxMuUfiSRSuXODOg/s220/391895_10150434549143334_821043333_8484258_1793760822_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484930305535671523.post-6749972791834277651</id><published>2012-05-02T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-02T17:07:29.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As far as I can see....</title><content type='html'>For the past several weeks, I have been going to Clay County on the weekends.&amp;nbsp; If you have read my very awful out of&amp;nbsp; character statuses on Facebook, you know why :)&amp;nbsp; If not, well, just elaborate.&amp;nbsp; I have been staying at my Maw Maw Yates house, whom I adore with every part of me.&amp;nbsp; That house is where I remember some of the best points of my childhood.&amp;nbsp; Just seeing her and talking to her reminds me of who I am, and why I am the way I am.&amp;nbsp; Also, it reminds me of the things that I can do change myself for the better and for my children.&amp;nbsp; If you have never come in contact with Ruby Yates, you are really missing out.&amp;nbsp; She is one of the best Christian women I have ever met, and one of the sweetest, most caring grandmothers that exists.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; When things go bad, it&#39;s always nice that you can go back home.&amp;nbsp; Home means a lot of different things to a lot of people.&amp;nbsp; Home is where your heart is.&amp;nbsp; My heart is in Clay County.&amp;nbsp; It doesn&#39;t matter where I live or what I have....my heart is there.&amp;nbsp; Taking my children there and seeing them do the things that I did when I was a child makes me realize that that is where their heart is too.&amp;nbsp; And that is a beautiful thing to see when you are a parent.&amp;nbsp; I am so proud of who they are today, but when I see them happy in a place that I was truly happy, it makes me realize that I am the luckiest person in the world.&amp;nbsp; No matter how hard these kids push me or how mad they make me, they are who they are because I have shaped them because of roots I already have inside of me.&amp;nbsp; Roots that I never knew existed in them.&amp;nbsp; Roots that I forgot existed in me. I am so blessed.&amp;nbsp; I really am.&amp;nbsp; I may not enjoy some of things going on in my life, but God has given me everything I need.&amp;nbsp; I will do big things with that.&amp;nbsp; I can&#39;t wait to share them with all of you!&amp;nbsp;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agcbhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6749972791834277651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agcbhouse.blogspot.com/2012/05/as-far-as-i-can-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8484930305535671523/posts/default/6749972791834277651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8484930305535671523/posts/default/6749972791834277651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agcbhouse.blogspot.com/2012/05/as-far-as-i-can-see.html' title='As far as I can see....'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11997308655921737481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Y5yHWfnzC_JwVy8nUDbXLH5_E5kBZ0NT--mceXdehlJBM9Gd3f8Ta3XhyN5MbaCqub9GZyCJGgD54VgdCKFHjBFRqrWcYtOSSdOIi6cwnMNavyxxMuUfiSRSuXODOg/s220/391895_10150434549143334_821043333_8484258_1793760822_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484930305535671523.post-1442070506809960442</id><published>2012-01-20T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T18:48:39.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes in life you are lucky to make friends that are like family</title><content type='html'>My best friend and her family&#39;s house burned down today. &amp;nbsp;This happens quite often to families everywhere, but it really seems to hit the spot when it is so close to home. &amp;nbsp;This family is amazing. &amp;nbsp;If you don&#39;t know them, I assure you they are. &amp;nbsp; They have three children that are now dealing with not having a home or their toys. &amp;nbsp;They have lost everything, and I hope that everyone lifts them up in prayer as they go through rebuilding their lives. &amp;nbsp;If anyone has anything that they would like to donate, please let me know. &amp;nbsp;From the smallest thing to the biggest, doesn&#39;t matter. &amp;nbsp;If you can&#39;t donate, just pray for them. &lt;br /&gt;
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On a more personal note....Lyndsey, you have been my best for quite some time. &amp;nbsp;I love your kids like I love mine. &amp;nbsp;There is nothing that I wouldn&#39;t do for you, Gary, Eliza, Makinzy, or Jackson! &amp;nbsp;In the meantime just remember you can always lean on me....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Through the years, I have always called Rylee my hardest child. &amp;nbsp;I realize today it is because she challenges me. She wants answers to every question no matter how obscure, and she wants me on my toes because I expect her on hers. &amp;nbsp;She is definitely an attention grabber when she warms up a bit. &amp;nbsp;Her level of intelligence at her age on life matters would amaze anyone. &amp;nbsp;When John Henry died and we were explaining death to the children, Rylee simply said &quot;He&#39;s in heaven with Jesus riding his four wheeler&quot;. &amp;nbsp;She was four, and I was blown away. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;She remembers everyone&#39;s name and their relation to her within the first five minutes of meeting them. &amp;nbsp;Over the years, she has found several outlets. &amp;nbsp;Her favorite is music. The only child I&#39;ve ever seen who loves Kiss, Van Morrison, Beatles, and her new favorite...Bon Jovi. &amp;nbsp;She is a rocker to the songs she listens to to the clothes that she picks out when she walks through the door. &amp;nbsp;She dances and flips all over the place. &amp;nbsp;She started really dancing when we got the recital DVDs that the kids watched relentlessly. &amp;nbsp;She memorized every dance no matter how hard. &amp;nbsp;She was born from a boombox in every way possible. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Happy Birthday my darling Rylee. &amp;nbsp;I can&#39;t believe you are growing up so fast on me. &amp;nbsp;I love you more than strawberries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmJaZ7WpZ0GhmQzOykgZWecD-5kKD_bWu2X-ErNiQbd7gdbNi1yZ68TizlMcReH_J8oSV8KvK4HRKknK3Y6kEVdpwmJHsH5A9R32r4W8AyJ9t5MwjgXI4BAu8g_RsSRl6Es3rPI0kupNcs/s1600/rylee3.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmJaZ7WpZ0GhmQzOykgZWecD-5kKD_bWu2X-ErNiQbd7gdbNi1yZ68TizlMcReH_J8oSV8KvK4HRKknK3Y6kEVdpwmJHsH5A9R32r4W8AyJ9t5MwjgXI4BAu8g_RsSRl6Es3rPI0kupNcs/s320/rylee3.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000;&quot;&gt;We are taught as children that you can&#39;t always win, and we instill that in our children as well. &amp;nbsp;Be proud of the fact that LSU made it to the championship; don&#39;t make fun of them for not winning it. &amp;nbsp;It is okay to be excited about your team winning, but do it with class and values. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000;&quot;&gt;And as a proud Auburn fan I have to say that I am so proud that our state now has three back to back national championship trophies. &amp;nbsp;So War Eagle and Roll Tide! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agcbhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3356261790251630410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agcbhouse.blogspot.com/2012/01/from-mouth-of-true-blue-auburn-fan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8484930305535671523/posts/default/3356261790251630410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8484930305535671523/posts/default/3356261790251630410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agcbhouse.blogspot.com/2012/01/from-mouth-of-true-blue-auburn-fan.html' title='From the Mouth of a true blue Auburn fan'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11997308655921737481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Y5yHWfnzC_JwVy8nUDbXLH5_E5kBZ0NT--mceXdehlJBM9Gd3f8Ta3XhyN5MbaCqub9GZyCJGgD54VgdCKFHjBFRqrWcYtOSSdOIi6cwnMNavyxxMuUfiSRSuXODOg/s220/391895_10150434549143334_821043333_8484258_1793760822_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484930305535671523.post-2999292579482171115</id><published>2012-01-09T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T10:05:34.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;So, this is the first time I have blogged since MySpace days. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m really too busy to do this, but I really enjoy sharing our crazy lives with random people :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;So for my first blog I would like to introduce myself and my family. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m Ashley Griffin Bean, and I am 28 years old. &amp;nbsp;I have four children and one stepdaughter.....and they are all girls. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m so catching hell in a few years, but as for now they are all amazing children that make my life worth living. &amp;nbsp;And I live. &amp;nbsp;Hard. &amp;nbsp;I work as a sales representative for Wireless Expressions, an authorized retailer for AT&amp;amp;T. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;ve been doing this job on and off for almost 5 years, and I love every second of it. &amp;nbsp;With that being said it consumes a lot of my time. &amp;nbsp;Having 5 kids and a full time job inside and outside your home makes any free time you have gold. &amp;nbsp;And gold is hard to come by in this house :) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;Thank God for my husband, Chris Bean. &amp;nbsp;He works as hard as I do and is a huge help with the girls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ-kvdyLqugp0vwrdayIRbqDYD3wrTZK2llv3D05lID7g83nJYhnYchm7WTUn4fzny8YBxYWk5eCpxlFQTj2yxu0PfsSBRCfKEWz6mOTTwMCnZM8iF254U7fUpudrkAPxDSnZwBCXfYo6u/s1600/meandchris.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ-kvdyLqugp0vwrdayIRbqDYD3wrTZK2llv3D05lID7g83nJYhnYchm7WTUn4fzny8YBxYWk5eCpxlFQTj2yxu0PfsSBRCfKEWz6mOTTwMCnZM8iF254U7fUpudrkAPxDSnZwBCXfYo6u/s1600/meandchris.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;He is the complete opposite of me. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m eccentric, he&#39;s laid back. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m always in go mode, he&#39;d rather be napping. &amp;nbsp;We have been married for five years in August. &amp;nbsp;It has been a bumpy road, but what marriage with five other people involved wouldn&#39;t be....and yes, I&#39;m referring to the kids. &amp;nbsp;He does have an outlet that he enjoys that gives him &quot;man time&quot; that he so needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;He is the drummer for a blues band called Double Wide Soul. &amp;nbsp;Go check them out at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.doublewidesoul.com/&quot;&gt;www.doublewidesoul.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;And now....our children. &amp;nbsp;They are all different and talented in their own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;First, the oldest girl is my stepdaughter Madison. She is 9 years old. &amp;nbsp;She is in the gifted class in school, so obviously she&#39;s a smart girl. &amp;nbsp;She loves doing everything from dancing to art to singing and dancing. &amp;nbsp;She&#39;s just like her dad-she wants to be good at everything. &amp;nbsp;Very versatile. &amp;nbsp;I love that about her. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6gdWiaCECZ0WLZxlrZSGJqF9R1jaNfiKEcD3W-xR92soWAvZ-5Gz5W19ZMLmd8dTI_DmXMSYi6chaT1_Fss-lmizrnfpofWczgemozI5XY9b2JacuKRU6uxuv0WTpvAZwPRpeOkWzFeve/s1600/madison2.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6gdWiaCECZ0WLZxlrZSGJqF9R1jaNfiKEcD3W-xR92soWAvZ-5Gz5W19ZMLmd8dTI_DmXMSYi6chaT1_Fss-lmizrnfpofWczgemozI5XY9b2JacuKRU6uxuv0WTpvAZwPRpeOkWzFeve/s320/madison2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;199&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;Next is Caylon. &amp;nbsp;Caylon is the first baby that I gave birth to and she has a different meaning to me than all of the children. &amp;nbsp;She was the first person to teach me what being a family meant and how awesome it is. &amp;nbsp;She is smart beyond her years, but she is infamous for being in &quot;Caybug World&quot; most of the time. &amp;nbsp;She has the largest imagination out of any of the kids and has her nose in a book at any given moment of the day. &amp;nbsp;This year she is doing musical theatre which is what she is extremely talented in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Crimson is just wild. &amp;nbsp;She keeps us busy. &amp;nbsp;She is the bossy one and will tell you exactly how it is all the time. &amp;nbsp;The one thing that I can say about her that always impresses me is that she always pays everyone some sort of compliment. &amp;nbsp;Sounds like a future salesman to me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj77nQRLGkq6x_Vt9rV-rw00JQvcmIV3M50GShT2FXoXXulZBjS8gtQkrFGwIXbxrbdpUxFQuDM9EKVnhSC5FqimtByWGrJS90ebBENKBiIL6G0JvGOY07GvRKLP-YE3iFIrL7Q0V1i_KGn/s1600/crimson.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj77nQRLGkq6x_Vt9rV-rw00JQvcmIV3M50GShT2FXoXXulZBjS8gtQkrFGwIXbxrbdpUxFQuDM9EKVnhSC5FqimtByWGrJS90ebBENKBiIL6G0JvGOY07GvRKLP-YE3iFIrL7Q0V1i_KGn/s320/crimson.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Clover is our sweet twin. &amp;nbsp;Clover is so loving and sweet. &amp;nbsp;She will do anything to make someone happy. &amp;nbsp;That worries me to a degree, because at some point it becomes survival of the fittest in our house. &amp;nbsp;But for now, I enjoy still having just a &quot;sweet baby&quot;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH_hs56sjJAJfzGwjRf-eE8Vtiw2LvULHyuJXDUtEku01FkzWFU7JjWcgiqUjPo4eVYT1DtAliD111-wkMq_INSZifF-o1IR59n8jWMH__XGeYFaDWBA1jAW46-ya7Ho2pt1jj-xnQeLfu/s1600/clover2.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH_hs56sjJAJfzGwjRf-eE8Vtiw2LvULHyuJXDUtEku01FkzWFU7JjWcgiqUjPo4eVYT1DtAliD111-wkMq_INSZifF-o1IR59n8jWMH__XGeYFaDWBA1jAW46-ya7Ho2pt1jj-xnQeLfu/s320/clover2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;180&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #e06666;&quot;&gt;So that is our whole bunch. &amp;nbsp;I hope that everyone enjoys listening to our stories, as I enjoy sharing them. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agcbhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2999292579482171115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agcbhouse.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8484930305535671523/posts/default/2999292579482171115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8484930305535671523/posts/default/2999292579482171115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agcbhouse.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-time.html' title='First Time'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11997308655921737481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Y5yHWfnzC_JwVy8nUDbXLH5_E5kBZ0NT--mceXdehlJBM9Gd3f8Ta3XhyN5MbaCqub9GZyCJGgD54VgdCKFHjBFRqrWcYtOSSdOIi6cwnMNavyxxMuUfiSRSuXODOg/s220/391895_10150434549143334_821043333_8484258_1793760822_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ-kvdyLqugp0vwrdayIRbqDYD3wrTZK2llv3D05lID7g83nJYhnYchm7WTUn4fzny8YBxYWk5eCpxlFQTj2yxu0PfsSBRCfKEWz6mOTTwMCnZM8iF254U7fUpudrkAPxDSnZwBCXfYo6u/s72-c/meandchris.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>