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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 16 Oct 2011 19:30:48 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Mosley Family</title><description>A snapshot into the life of Brian, Julie, Abby, Grant and Ashley</description><link>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Brian Mosley)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>321</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MosleyFamily" /><feedburner:info uri="mosleyfamily" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-7097065909576656234</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Nov 2010 13:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-15T07:24:59.271-06:00</atom:updated><title>The Magic Fence video</title><description>For a nice change, we had nothing on our schedules yesterday afternoon, so Brian and the kids made a silly video.  I like the hat modeling auditions at the end best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/16836815?byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="330" height="186" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-7097065909576656234?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/XoA7pzsaw7U/magic-fence-video.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/magic-fence-video.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-4631770495155572289</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 Oct 2010 15:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-29T10:35:55.042-05:00</atom:updated><title>Sick Day</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TMrpXUmJItI/AAAAAAAAAYU/N1DL37agBK8/s1600/IMG_3512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TMrpXUmJItI/AAAAAAAAAYU/N1DL37agBK8/s320/IMG_3512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533491679053030098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby has had a fever yesterday and the day before, so she's home with us today.  Right now they are watching Barbie Fashion Fairytale, but Ashley couldn't just stay in her pajamas today.  she had to wear her bumblebee costume.  Later today we'll be going to the doctor to see if she has another outer ear infection.  Why do we get sick with totally unrelated things at the same time?  Last time she had an outer ear infection, Grant had strep throat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-4631770495155572289?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/EnuKt6jYVO8/sick-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TMrpXUmJItI/AAAAAAAAAYU/N1DL37agBK8/s72-c/IMG_3512.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/sick-day.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-1745165606080627396</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2010 16:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-20T11:51:13.668-05:00</atom:updated><title>How do you wash vaseline out of kids' hair?</title><description>Seriously, I need to know because within 3 hours of the yogurt-on-head incident, Ashley coated her hair, her clothes and herself in vaseline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJeO8582raI/AAAAAAAAAYM/gQDql9dnLAA/s1600/DSC_0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJeO8582raI/AAAAAAAAAYM/gQDql9dnLAA/s320/DSC_0194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519037045365190050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJeO8sQGNRI/AAAAAAAAAYE/yGpukt62lOw/s1600/DSC_0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJeO8sQGNRI/AAAAAAAAAYE/yGpukt62lOw/s320/DSC_0192.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519037041687803154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I was in the shower.  You would have thought I would have learned not to leave her alone for a second, which makes me think I should go check on her now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-1745165606080627396?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/7AENcwQA6LY/how-do-you-wash-vaseline-out-of-kids.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJeO8582raI/AAAAAAAAAYM/gQDql9dnLAA/s72-c/DSC_0194.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-do-you-wash-vaseline-out-of-kids.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-3356796735070319143</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2010 13:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-20T08:44:50.407-05:00</atom:updated><title>2 year old fashionista</title><description>Just in case you aren't aware of fashion trends, hats are in.  Ashley created her own haute couture look with her yogurt bowl this morning while I renewed a library book at the computer in the other room.  Apparently, this is why we have laptops and iPads, so we can follow 2 year olds around while getting things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJdd54yz0pI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FiV6P5ud-Zw/s1600/IMG_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJdd54yz0pI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FiV6P5ud-Zw/s320/IMG_0218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518983117445255826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credits go to Brian and his new camera.  We did pretty well not laughing at the yogurt hat, but it wasn't easy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yogurt is supposed to be a good conditioner, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley has always been inspired by daily living in her hat choices:  Happy Meal boxes, ski hats in August, buckets....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJdktgAKbGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/CRu921A2_OM/s1600/IMG_0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJdktgAKbGI/AAAAAAAAAX8/CRu921A2_OM/s320/IMG_0223.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518990601213340770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJdktFfp_EI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Vc4PyLcRIo0/s1600/DSC_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJdktFfp_EI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Vc4PyLcRIo0/s320/DSC_0015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518990594097675330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJdksjfWV1I/AAAAAAAAAXs/v_Q5Lc7AU0w/s1600/DSC_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJdksjfWV1I/AAAAAAAAAXs/v_Q5Lc7AU0w/s320/DSC_0082.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518990584969582418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-3356796735070319143?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/55muu-J1CF8/2-year-old-fashionista.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJdd54yz0pI/AAAAAAAAAXk/FiV6P5ud-Zw/s72-c/IMG_0218.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/2-year-old-fashionista.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-867159480882813670</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Sep 2010 02:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-17T22:32:39.682-05:00</atom:updated><title>Cousins</title><description>We're very thankful to live close to lots of cousins on both sides.  Every year Grandma and Grandpa Mosley invite all their grandkids plus their kids over to watch the first Cowboys game.  Brian's cousins Chad and Matt have always been into motorbikes, and even though they've grown up, they still like a little speed.  And I mean a little speed.  Chad bought these online for cheap and they fixed them up and brought them Sunday night.  Brian loved thrilling the kids and they had big smiles and squeals.  Even Grandpa took a test drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQbQjhpAiI/AAAAAAAAAXc/1ReBFwovN6M/s1600/IMG_0367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQbQjhpAiI/AAAAAAAAAXc/1ReBFwovN6M/s320/IMG_0367.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518065414663897634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQbQXSBtPI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dXVxG7FSutU/s1600/IMG_0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQbQXSBtPI/AAAAAAAAAXU/dXVxG7FSutU/s320/IMG_0372.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518065411377181938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQbP4uQiJI/AAAAAAAAAXM/PErQ165iX40/s1600/IMG_0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQbP4uQiJI/AAAAAAAAAXM/PErQ165iX40/s320/IMG_0365.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518065403174094994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cousin close by is Chafen, who just moved back from Boston.  She and Eric welcomed new baby Hal a few weeks before they moved here into their beautiful new home.  Ashley and I loved meeting baby Hal and here Ashley shows her lunch bag and people she took with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQaLcl6ryI/AAAAAAAAAXE/MIMPJib7s6c/s1600/August+september+10+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQaLcl6ryI/AAAAAAAAAXE/MIMPJib7s6c/s320/August+september+10+073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518064227391811362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQaK26LdDI/AAAAAAAAAW8/O9M-_23AoXQ/s1600/August+september+10+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQaK26LdDI/AAAAAAAAAW8/O9M-_23AoXQ/s320/August+september+10+069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518064217276249138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this week, the kids and I met my cousin Ashley and her kids at the fountains.  Anna, Abby and Grant ran and played in the fountains while Graham guarded our stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQXIIJZAFI/AAAAAAAAAW0/uBnXryj9RM0/s1600/DSC_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQXIIJZAFI/AAAAAAAAAW0/uBnXryj9RM0/s320/DSC_0307.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518060871828963410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQXHvFqpXI/AAAAAAAAAWs/9AHACqebXqE/s1600/DSC_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQXHvFqpXI/AAAAAAAAAWs/9AHACqebXqE/s320/DSC_0300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518060865102456178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQXHBx1GKI/AAAAAAAAAWk/s2XqxuvRtbw/s1600/DSC_0291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQXHBx1GKI/AAAAAAAAAWk/s2XqxuvRtbw/s320/DSC_0291.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518060852939659426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQXG5U-kKI/AAAAAAAAAWc/mCM1Q3nPMMY/s1600/DSC_0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQXG5U-kKI/AAAAAAAAAWc/mCM1Q3nPMMY/s320/DSC_0290.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518060850671161506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and remember when I was all thrifty and made our back to school clothes?  Well, that was just until gymboree had a sale.  Here's a picture of what came to our house this week!  We can't wait until it's cooler weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQXGTV6JjI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Edep2JI8lfI/s1600/DSC_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQXGTV6JjI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Edep2JI8lfI/s320/DSC_0222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518060840474519090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-867159480882813670?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/4Y0xskQwXaA/cousins.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TJQbQjhpAiI/AAAAAAAAAXc/1ReBFwovN6M/s72-c/IMG_0367.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/cousins.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-5336913794554705278</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Sep 2010 22:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-11T17:42:06.593-05:00</atom:updated><title>Goal for Grant!</title><description>Grant is playing soccer again this fall, and he loves it.  He went to a soccer camp over the summer and its fun to see how much confidence and help it gave him even at 4 1/2.  Today was the first game, and we are so glad it didn't rain.  The boys had fun and ran hard and won the game.  We were so excited when Grant took the ball all the way down the field and scored a goal, even changing directions to go around another player!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIwENtr-GlI/AAAAAAAAAV0/J8YlngO4TyM/s1600/DSC_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIwENtr-GlI/AAAAAAAAAV0/J8YlngO4TyM/s320/DSC_0187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515788277270846034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIwEOckQE-I/AAAAAAAAAV8/zl5RjnTQ4f4/s1600/DSC_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIwEOckQE-I/AAAAAAAAAV8/zl5RjnTQ4f4/s320/DSC_0191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515788289854936034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIwEPGCDgZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/4BKienxJhX4/s1600/DSC_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIwEPGCDgZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/4BKienxJhX4/s320/DSC_0192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515788300985794962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grant is walking a little taller after his goal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIwEP9ix-oI/AAAAAAAAAWM/tn1oWNexsIc/s1600/DSC_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIwEP9ix-oI/AAAAAAAAAWM/tn1oWNexsIc/s320/DSC_0193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515788315887008386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, he was  probably thinking about ice cream.  Brian promised ice cream for the family today if Grant scored a goal at his game.  Abby cheered for the goal mostly for this reason!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad I didn't get a picture of Grammy and Papa at the game.  They rode their tandem bike to the game wearing their matching biking jerseys.  too cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-5336913794554705278?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/7YYZJvQAlJ4/goal-for-grant.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIwENtr-GlI/AAAAAAAAAV0/J8YlngO4TyM/s72-c/DSC_0187.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/goal-for-grant.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-5405978831134374332</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Sep 2010 12:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-11T07:40:00.301-05:00</atom:updated><title>Comic book writers</title><description>Abby and Grant have started writing and illustrating comic books.  I think they were partly inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.pilkey.com/bookview.php?id=3"&gt;Captain Underpants&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.squeetus.com/stage/books_rap.html"&gt;Rapunzel's Revenge&lt;/a&gt;.  They did this in the car, waiting for food at Bar-B-Cutie, and during quiet time at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Grant shows us how he drew an Armadillo watching the news while sitting on the potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg5i9IpOPI/AAAAAAAAAVc/bE_ShLPp4Lc/s1600/DSC_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg5i9IpOPI/AAAAAAAAAVc/bE_ShLPp4Lc/s320/DSC_0149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514721016404326642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby's got more complicated with hippos.  She was surprisingly detailed, drawing toenails on the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg5iTSOVdI/AAAAAAAAAVU/k71Ihik9n44/s1600/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg5iTSOVdI/AAAAAAAAAVU/k71Ihik9n44/s320/DSC_0154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514721005170218450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Fri(e)nd!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIjgRggTXsI/AAAAAAAAAVs/KVlQqzyH-MA/s1600/DSC_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIjgRggTXsI/AAAAAAAAAVs/KVlQqzyH-MA/s320/DSC_0156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514904335102992066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-5405978831134374332?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/FwcXiDzAHj0/comic-book-writers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg5i9IpOPI/AAAAAAAAAVc/bE_ShLPp4Lc/s72-c/DSC_0149.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/comic-book-writers.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-7333195081143821131</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Sep 2010 01:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-08T22:06:39.113-05:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Birthday Ashley!</title><description>Can you believe our littlest girl is 2?  We celebrated on Saturday with a polka-dot party for our family.  I had to wake Ashley up from her nap to get to her party, so she started out with a big sleepy head crease on her face and a tired attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg1jBxKMHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/VlQL-aYLSD8/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg1jBxKMHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/VlQL-aYLSD8/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514716619601490034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grammy and Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg2_nzKMBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/8vgAUMTZLFg/s1600/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg2_nzKMBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/8vgAUMTZLFg/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514718210358390802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg2_nzKMBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/8vgAUMTZLFg/s1600/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg2_nzKMBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/8vgAUMTZLFg/s1600/DSC_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nanna and Pops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg1jiUjwOI/AAAAAAAAAUE/bwztq0sXPSU/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg1jiUjwOI/AAAAAAAAAUE/bwztq0sXPSU/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514716628339900642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg1jiUjwOI/AAAAAAAAAUE/bwztq0sXPSU/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley asked for chocolate cake and she loved every bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg1lcxhNII/AAAAAAAAAUc/U2Ax8Ln0iFs/s1600/DSC_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg1lcxhNII/AAAAAAAAAUc/U2Ax8Ln0iFs/s320/DSC_0085.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514716661210494082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg1lcxhNII/AAAAAAAAAUc/U2Ax8Ln0iFs/s1600/DSC_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But when she was messy, she asked for a napkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg1ky_4_sI/AAAAAAAAAUU/5NNotK4HSoQ/s1600/DSC_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg1ky_4_sI/AAAAAAAAAUU/5NNotK4HSoQ/s320/DSC_0083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514716649996484290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby and Grandma Mosley catch up on their reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg1kTU_EOI/AAAAAAAAAUM/E9-IgW6jHHo/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg1kTU_EOI/AAAAAAAAAUM/E9-IgW6jHHo/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514716641495027938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave Ashley this fun chair, a Bilibo, and she knew just what to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg2-8e-_GI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Md_7MC-AhBc/s1600/DSC_0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg2-8e-_GI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Md_7MC-AhBc/s320/DSC_0116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514718198731045986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg2-8e-_GI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Md_7MC-AhBc/s1600/DSC_0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She taught her baby how to ride her new horsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg2-Mq6UNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/m9BeydJkUTQ/s1600/DSC_0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg2-Mq6UNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/m9BeydJkUTQ/s320/DSC_0126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514718185896169682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg2-Mq6UNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/m9BeydJkUTQ/s1600/DSC_0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;big hugs for a new bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg29oc-rjI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qBVEZpO-TJs/s1600/DSC_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg29oc-rjI/AAAAAAAAAUk/qBVEZpO-TJs/s320/DSC_0101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514718176174059058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it was a long party, so Ashley needed to kick back, just like Daddy.  She loves to mimic words and poses these days.  Sometimes she leans her cheek on her hand like Mama or crosses her arms in front of her chest like Abby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg5hwv0O3I/AAAAAAAAAVM/_1maQxYbAiE/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg5hwv0O3I/AAAAAAAAAVM/_1maQxYbAiE/s320/DSC_0146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514720995899095922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg5hwv0O3I/AAAAAAAAAVM/_1maQxYbAiE/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was Ashley's "Gotcha" day.  She came to us 2 years ago, when she was 2 days old.  We're so thankful for the sweet, fun, crazy, adventurous, clingy girl that she is.&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/25554554-7333195081143821131?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/kUBioaPqqPM/happy-birthday-ashley.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIg1jBxKMHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/VlQL-aYLSD8/s72-c/DSC_0025.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-ashley.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-7288602453276781742</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2010 01:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-02T21:30:17.819-05:00</atom:updated><title>A little bit crafty</title><description>I didn't buy any new clothes for the school year yet because I would rather buy stuff when we need it, like when the weather actually changes.  So when Abby wished for something new after a week of school I suggested making this t-shirt from &lt;a href="http://familyfun.go.com/magazine/"&gt;Family Fun&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBR9vOiXbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/eWxo7Yuyx9c/s1600/sept-magazine-cover-photo-195-FF0910COVER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBR9vOiXbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/eWxo7Yuyx9c/s320/sept-magazine-cover-photo-195-FF0910COVER.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512496064992796082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBR9vOiXbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/eWxo7Yuyx9c/s1600/sept-magazine-cover-photo-195-FF0910COVER.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of the owl, we chose to make a flower design from a coloring page.  I was pretty slow and my fashionista sent me back to work when it wasn't up to her standards.  So here is our glittery product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBVZ4gb3rI/AAAAAAAAATM/wLNuDz1rT5c/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBVZ4gb3rI/AAAAAAAAATM/wLNuDz1rT5c/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512499847055007410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason when I was taking pictures of Abby this morning, Grant couldn't stay out of the way.  He streaked through the first frame yelling "ENCHILADAS!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBVZbpH6XI/AAAAAAAAATE/w5NeUWugMvY/s1600/DSC_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBVZbpH6XI/AAAAAAAAATE/w5NeUWugMvY/s320/DSC_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512499839306819954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBVZbpH6XI/AAAAAAAAATE/w5NeUWugMvY/s1600/DSC_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And somehow he got in this one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBVavTNa4I/AAAAAAAAATU/613j8M-tZjI/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBVavTNa4I/AAAAAAAAATU/613j8M-tZjI/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512499861763484546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBVavTNa4I/AAAAAAAAATU/613j8M-tZjI/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We gave up and focused on Mr. Happy.  Yep, that's jelly on his face. (he would keep singing, "big disgrace...." because he loves We Will Rock You right now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBVs_QTx-I/AAAAAAAAATs/v2tM6gfrQ9c/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBVs_QTx-I/AAAAAAAAATs/v2tM6gfrQ9c/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512500175283931106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another crafty inspiration for some fall decoration was &lt;a href="http://www.familycircle.com/family-fun/halloween/halloween-decorating/?page=2"&gt;Family Circle&lt;/a&gt;. My girlfriends and I found the supplies at Dollar Tree-my favorite!  I still need to paint it black and embellish it a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBah9yLX0I/AAAAAAAAAT0/wxBk2SC9lyM/s1600/ss_101606937_w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBah9yLX0I/AAAAAAAAAT0/wxBk2SC9lyM/s320/ss_101606937_w.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512505483468693314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBah9yLX0I/AAAAAAAAAT0/wxBk2SC9lyM/s1600/ss_101606937_w.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBVbje3LfI/AAAAAAAAATk/cLCpRuTgpeo/s1600/IMG_4535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBVbje3LfI/AAAAAAAAATk/cLCpRuTgpeo/s320/IMG_4535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512499875771002354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBVbK-ko7I/AAAAAAAAATc/TRjvj3LyDa0/s1600/IMG_4534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBVbK-ko7I/AAAAAAAAATc/TRjvj3LyDa0/s320/IMG_4534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512499869193118642" /&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/25554554-7288602453276781742?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/yIGAliC204k/little-bit-crafty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TIBR9vOiXbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/eWxo7Yuyx9c/s72-c/sept-magazine-cover-photo-195-FF0910COVER.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-bit-crafty.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-6618426435282190180</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2010 16:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-31T12:03:39.345-05:00</atom:updated><title>First Day of Preschool</title><description>This morning was the first day of school for Grant and Ashley.  Grant was so excited that he packed his own lunch yesterday in preparation.  He packed pretzels, goldfish, a fruit snack, and wanted cookies.  But I added some cheese and apple instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason Grant wanted to hold the American flag in his pictures.  Grant originally chose to wear his orange shirt today, but then he found his new shirt Nanna brought back from the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame. (whew!)  Here he is with our good friend Lauren since she'll be riding with us in mornings.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TH0y8C1-2jI/AAAAAAAAASc/7gyRXVa4BuA/s1600/DSC_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TH0y8C1-2jI/AAAAAAAAASc/7gyRXVa4BuA/s320/DSC_0006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511617526108183090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley did not want to stand still for a picture, she would rather go through her lunch bag and find her cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TH0y8kK_0cI/AAAAAAAAASk/qbPwYNVxQ1c/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TH0y8kK_0cI/AAAAAAAAASk/qbPwYNVxQ1c/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511617535054696898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Grant's super-nice teacher, Ms. Kim.  We're excited to spend the year with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TH0y9Gt5kcI/AAAAAAAAASs/RslfoYEM5x0/s1600/DSC_0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TH0y9Gt5kcI/AAAAAAAAASs/RslfoYEM5x0/s320/DSC_0036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511617544327893442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Ashley clinging to me in Ms. Lisa's room.  She cried really loudly and tried to run after me when I left.  I am very curious to find out how her day went!  Ms. Lisa (in the background) is really sweet and calm, so she is wonderful with the toddlers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TH0y9T30BjI/AAAAAAAAAS0/jpRT4KKocVs/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TH0y9T30BjI/AAAAAAAAAS0/jpRT4KKocVs/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511617547859134002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-6618426435282190180?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/JuCNI7KfWio/first-day-of-preschool.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TH0y8C1-2jI/AAAAAAAAASc/7gyRXVa4BuA/s72-c/DSC_0006.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-day-of-preschool.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-9079828380442410300</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Aug 2010 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-25T13:29:25.736-05:00</atom:updated><title>Kids have weird (bad) taste</title><description>It's a good thing that kids are cute because they have totally different ideas than me of what is good.  Take this morning for example.  I dressed Ashley in a sweet dress and bow for "meet the teacher" at her school.  When we left to walk Abby to school, she had added this relic from my childhood to her ensemble.  She wore it the whole walk to and from school.  And I know it was a little cooler today, but not that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/THVbZHiLA1I/AAAAAAAAASM/BWbFPyVCujI/s1600/DSC_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/THVbZHiLA1I/AAAAAAAAASM/BWbFPyVCujI/s320/DSC_0013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509410206234903378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I submit a 2nd example of interesting taste.  Grant's favorite shorts this summer are his orange shorts.  He especially loves wearing them with this orange shirt because in his mind, orange matches with orange. I apologize to anyone whose eyeballs have been burned by the orange crush.  Usually I let him wear whatever he wants within reason, but I strategically hid this outfit from him today because of "meet the teacher".  Also, I put my foot down when he wanted to wear the orange shorts with his shirt and tie to church a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/THVbYrL2H0I/AAAAAAAAASE/KoeqX2XRV8g/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/THVbYrL2H0I/AAAAAAAAASE/KoeqX2XRV8g/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509410198625066818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And example #3.  I made this delicious pear and blueberry crumble dessert this week and the kids refused to eat it.  We don't always have dessert after dinner, so I thought this would be a special treat, but not to them.  "Mom, don't we have any oreos or ice cream?"-nope.   It just left more for me and Brian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/THVbYKTR5uI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3kvFzGQefBA/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/THVbYKTR5uI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3kvFzGQefBA/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509410189797877474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like I'm complaining, but really I love laughing at their crazy ideas like jelly and cheese on toast or string cheese for dessert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-9079828380442410300?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/PdPlG_uZU_w/kids-have-weird-bad-taste.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/THVbZHiLA1I/AAAAAAAAASM/BWbFPyVCujI/s72-c/DSC_0013.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/kids-have-weird-bad-taste.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-3899007270780201155</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2010 15:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-23T11:09:45.692-05:00</atom:updated><title>Abby's 1st day of 1st grade</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/THKYI6Gv2jI/AAAAAAAAARs/Nj8c6pQViCo/s1600/DSC_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/THKYI6Gv2jI/AAAAAAAAARs/Nj8c6pQViCo/s320/DSC_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508632573031471666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby started first grade today.  She was somewhat nervous last night and didn't go to sleep easily, but woke up ready to go.  We all walked her to school this morning.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/THKYJTeyrVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/BmGWiMUyJY4/s1600/DSC_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/THKYJTeyrVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/BmGWiMUyJY4/s320/DSC_0034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508632579843206482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here she is at her desk.  Her teacher said this is the quietest they will be all year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/THKYIZFfk_I/AAAAAAAAARk/7bNPpwTs5gM/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/THKYIZFfk_I/AAAAAAAAARk/7bNPpwTs5gM/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508632564167840754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her teacher's class mascot or name is "Seuss-a-Maniacs" so her room has lots of Dr. Seuss decor.  She even sent home a cute little poem written in Dr. Seuss style with "ready confetti" to be sprinkled under kids' pillows to help them sleep well before the big day.  Abby called Brian in around 9:00 last night and said "I'm still awake, so the confetti didn't work".  She fell asleep soon after that, so maybe it did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We probably should have given some of that confetti to Ashley.  We moved her out of the crib into the big bed in her room 2 nights ago.  We caught her playing on the floor in her room the first night, but she did well and didn't fall out of bed.  Last night before we went to bed, we checked on her and she was asleep on the floor.  We think she fell out of bed onto the pillows we put there and rolled over onto the floor, never waking up.  If falling out doesn't wake her up, she may have a hard time learning to stay in the bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-3899007270780201155?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/fsxS0y7qups/abbys-1st-day-of-1st-grade.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/THKYI6Gv2jI/AAAAAAAAARs/Nj8c6pQViCo/s72-c/DSC_0001.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/abbys-1st-day-of-1st-grade.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-6528518111045196128</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2010 00:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-14T20:32:26.725-05:00</atom:updated><title>That's Dr. Celia to you.</title><description>Last night we were invited to celebrate my sister-in-law's graduation at UNT, where she earned her Ph.D.  Wow, I am still just super impressed by and proud of her.  She has worked toward this degree for a long time, but she was always also occupied by either a full-time teaching job or raising her 3 little boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The happy Celia Wilson, Ph.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGc_vXJdaKI/AAAAAAAAARM/cbobM-gBLZ8/s1600/DSC_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGc_vXJdaKI/AAAAAAAAARM/cbobM-gBLZ8/s320/DSC_0033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505439152383813794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately they didn't have enough seats in the auditorium, so we stayed in lobby with my parents and kept the kids busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGc_ullynsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/SWfAa14pQ70/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGc_ullynsI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/SWfAa14pQ70/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505439139080871618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our view of Celia's hooding.  That's her on the screen!  The school set up chairs since they ran out of room for everyone.  I cheered for you Celia, could you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGc_vMar_VI/AAAAAAAAARE/dxKQVIi9RMg/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGc_vMar_VI/AAAAAAAAARE/dxKQVIi9RMg/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505439149503282514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke, Celia, Nathan, Jeff and Eli.  How many people are happy in this pic?  Actually, I think Jeff knew this might not work, so we have to give him credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGc_v2HyhiI/AAAAAAAAARU/skJbgRIliZw/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGc_v2HyhiI/AAAAAAAAARU/skJbgRIliZw/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505439160698308130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seem much more relaxed at the reception, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGc_wTHjp8I/AAAAAAAAARc/yN0uVPwwsLs/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGc_wTHjp8I/AAAAAAAAARc/yN0uVPwwsLs/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505439168481961922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations Celia!  Good luck in your new position!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-6528518111045196128?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/MNsFkjGHwsU/thats-dr-celia-to-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGc_vXJdaKI/AAAAAAAAARM/cbobM-gBLZ8/s72-c/DSC_0033.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/thats-dr-celia-to-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-9174946451429098043</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2010 19:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-11T15:22:53.666-05:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Its almost back-to-school so I took advantage of Zoocuts Tuesday deal to get Abby and Ashley ready.  This was actually Ashley's first haircut ever.  I only armed myself with her blanket and a camera, but she was really good, just a little fidgety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGL-p83zdjI/AAAAAAAAAPs/rrLLdL9POlk/s1600/DSC_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGL-p83zdjI/AAAAAAAAAPs/rrLLdL9POlk/s320/DSC_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504241691268445746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She liked the fish on her smock, but she didn't like that she couldn't see her hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGL-qXpxK1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/LDV6k_tH0OE/s1600/DSC_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGL-qXpxK1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/LDV6k_tH0OE/s320/DSC_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504241698457332562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the multi-tasker:  driving, watching cartoons, and getting her hair done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGL-q7-O5BI/AAAAAAAAAP8/mS8fcyQXmfw/s1600/DSC_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGL-q7-O5BI/AAAAAAAAAP8/mS8fcyQXmfw/s320/DSC_0008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504241708206842898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a lollipop kept her from bouncing up and down in the seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGL-rWW_MpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/6uKSxUm8kRk/s1600/DSC_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGL-rWW_MpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/6uKSxUm8kRk/s320/DSC_0010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504241715289993874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby got a lollipop too, and 3 inches off so she should be cooler at recess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGL-r9dL0TI/AAAAAAAAAQM/TLpdYerTCzU/s1600/DSC_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGL-r9dL0TI/AAAAAAAAAQM/TLpdYerTCzU/s320/DSC_0014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504241725784969522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went to my parents' house to celebrate my dad's birthday yesterday.  He picked the menu: hot dogs, cheetos, watermelon, homemade ice cream and birthday cake. Is he 66 or just 6?.  Here he and the kids check on the ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGMGKXanT0I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/W6wHi24XlPY/s1600/DSC_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGMGKXanT0I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/W6wHi24XlPY/s320/DSC_0020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504249944730980162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ashley does her impression of a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGMD_sHkC2I/AAAAAAAAAQc/dThAa_Fs2Bc/s1600/DSC_0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGMD_sHkC2I/AAAAAAAAAQc/dThAa_Fs2Bc/s320/DSC_0038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504247562286402402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nathan eats his weight in watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGMEAFZv1WI/AAAAAAAAAQk/X1Z8MpNuOek/s1600/DSC_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGMEAFZv1WI/AAAAAAAAAQk/X1Z8MpNuOek/s320/DSC_0079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504247569073558882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Papa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGMEAtJnquI/AAAAAAAAAQs/zXNqW3C2kAE/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGMEAtJnquI/AAAAAAAAAQs/zXNqW3C2kAE/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504247579743333090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-9174946451429098043?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/EfCBMlbPajY/its-almost-back-to-school-so-i-took.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TGL-p83zdjI/AAAAAAAAAPs/rrLLdL9POlk/s72-c/DSC_0001.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-almost-back-to-school-so-i-took.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-399794550354730913</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2010 10:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-09T07:24:54.711-05:00</atom:updated><title>Girls of Heart</title><description>Abby and I hosted our monthly meeting of Girls of Heart Saturday.  We are so thankful for this group of sweet girls her age from our church.  All the moms take turns hosting and teaching the girls about a virtue of a woman who serves God.  I've realized over time that I am not only thankful for the girls' friendships with Abby, but also for the influence of these incredible women in Abby's (and my) life.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made cake balls this week and talked about what the Bible says about friendship.  Thanks to my cousin &lt;a href="http://teamhall2006.blogspot.com/2010/04/cake-balls.html"&gt;Ashley&lt;/a&gt; for her tutorial on cake balls and &lt;a href="http://www.bakerella.com/"&gt;Bakerella&lt;/a&gt; for her creative inspiration - I can't wait to try making some of those cute cake pops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Alisa with her creations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TF_idWAgveI/AAAAAAAAAPk/-zWIHGJXSTA/s1600/DSC_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TF_idWAgveI/AAAAAAAAAPk/-zWIHGJXSTA/s320/DSC_0012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503366263421844962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalli loves sprinkles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TF_icvBCjEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/QalxnemyGOw/s1600/DSC_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TF_icvBCjEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/QalxnemyGOw/s320/DSC_0011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503366252955077698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savannah chose all chocolate.  good choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TF_ib-MKT4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/3MkiJwQ5ztY/s1600/DSC_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TF_ib-MKT4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/3MkiJwQ5ztY/s320/DSC_0014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503366239848386434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are Abby's, yes we ate one as soon as they were done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TF_ibt-CZlI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Tv5vyIBv0S8/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TF_ibt-CZlI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Tv5vyIBv0S8/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503366235494180434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TF_ibMOnMdI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qbAzDZz0KSM/s1600/DSC_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TF_ibMOnMdI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qbAzDZz0KSM/s320/DSC_0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503366226436895186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love these girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-399794550354730913?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/LTJ74Y51bQU/girls-of-heart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/TF_idWAgveI/AAAAAAAAAPk/-zWIHGJXSTA/s72-c/DSC_0012.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/girls-of-heart.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-2206499839242478846</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jun 2010 21:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-03T16:40:30.958-05:00</atom:updated><title>Neighbors and Friends</title><description>Our good friends and neighbors the Matz and Liles families are both moving out of our neighborhood in the next week.  We have loved sharing life with them at the neighborhood park, birthdays and school.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After their kids saw the movie a few weeks ago, they begged Brian to put them in his next production.  Here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="332" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2EZ-Uq5m1a8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2EZ-Uq5m1a8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="332" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&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/25554554-2206499839242478846?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/VY8Kz4jKykg/neighbors-and-friends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/neighbors-and-friends.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-2747895086911178750</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 May 2010 18:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-23T13:26:05.474-05:00</atom:updated><title>Our kids the superheroes</title><description>&lt;div&gt;While I shopped with girlfriends this weekend, Brian and the kids wrote and produced this little movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="329" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjwrDe1kX4o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjwrDe1kX4o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="329" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-2747895086911178750?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/hYAh9GiFsxw/our-kids-superheroes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-kids-superheroes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-2138689989135876499</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2010 21:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-06T16:42:21.764-05:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Birthday Grant!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S7unYQ-yKyI/AAAAAAAAAOk/0EDKx0yw2-M/s1600/DSC_0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S7unYQ-yKyI/AAAAAAAAAOk/0EDKx0yw2-M/s320/DSC_0212.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457139408806488866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Grant is 4!  Ms. Casey at his school made this hat for him in his favorite color with his favorite animal (monkeys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him what he wanted for dessert tonight: rice krispy treats or cupcakes.  He answered cupcake-marshmallow smoothies made in our blender.  If anyone has a recipe for that, let me know.  Tonight, we eat cupcakes.  His decorating is a little unorthodox, but it is his birthday.  And his shirt is wet because he was playing in the sink earlier. Because, again, it is birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S7unYsaHQXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Gx3YXgUeaR4/s1600/DSC_0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S7unYsaHQXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Gx3YXgUeaR4/s320/DSC_0217.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457139416168874354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S7unZc0_9rI/AAAAAAAAAO8/T2ncfnHqBvw/s1600/DSC_0221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S7unZc0_9rI/AAAAAAAAAO8/T2ncfnHqBvw/s320/DSC_0221.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457139429166544562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S7unY4Lh00I/AAAAAAAAAO0/Ai38RiDozFw/s1600/DSC_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S7unY4Lh00I/AAAAAAAAAO0/Ai38RiDozFw/s320/DSC_0219.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457139419328926530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I asked him questions for the Ages &amp;amp; Stages Questionnaire our doctor's office always sends out before the yearly checkup.  The questionnaire told me to write down his answer to the following question: "What do you do when you are hungry?" (acceptable answers include:  Get food, Eat,  Ask for something to eat, and/or Have a snack.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant responded: "I wash my hands."  I tried to ask him a little more looking for the "acceptable" answers.  "What do you do then, Grant?"  "Then I go to my seat"..."What else?"  "Then pray, then I just eat fast."  (sigh) Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also asked me to write down his response to "What do you do when you are tired?"  (Acceptable answers include:  Take a nap, Rest, Go to sleep, Go to bed, Lie Down, and/or Sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what Grant said:  "Yawn a little bit. Then pray with you and Daddy. Then I hop in my bed. Then I give hugs and kisses and go to sleep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so thankful for his happy, generous spirit.  He loves his sisters and friends and is always fun to be around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-2138689989135876499?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/u65TRrfibL8/happy-birthday-grant.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S7unYQ-yKyI/AAAAAAAAAOk/0EDKx0yw2-M/s72-c/DSC_0212.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-grant.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-8774303679917931861</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Mar 2010 11:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-22T06:39:55.911-05:00</atom:updated><title>Back from Morocco</title><description>Brian and I celebrated 10 years of marriage with an amazing adventure in Morocco.  It is a beautiful country full of really kind and generous people.  Here are some highlights.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S6dTGUxBRxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9W6V-8ystUk/s1600-h/DSC_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S6dTGUxBRxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9W6V-8ystUk/s320/DSC_0511.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451417242073909010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with our good friend Mel who has lived in Fes for over 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S6dTIfJr8TI/AAAAAAAAAOU/j8Q6cAhJdnI/s1600-h/DSC_0428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S6dTIfJr8TI/AAAAAAAAAOU/j8Q6cAhJdnI/s320/DSC_0428.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451417279221461298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowded streets of the Fes medina, a huge walled-in city with 9,000 streets (no cars) and over 200,000 residents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S6dTH1b-RpI/AAAAAAAAAOM/8moAnK1XTsE/s1600-h/DSC_0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S6dTH1b-RpI/AAAAAAAAAOM/8moAnK1XTsE/s320/DSC_0299.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451417268023871122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bit like riding a horse, but more smelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S6dTHZ9INcI/AAAAAAAAAOE/T9LOhJnXC84/s1600-h/DSC_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S6dTHZ9INcI/AAAAAAAAAOE/T9LOhJnXC84/s320/DSC_0353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451417260646741442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the hat looks ridiculous, but I needed it while sleeping in the super cold desert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S6dTG0sj8qI/AAAAAAAAAN8/yHOPE8dkyag/s1600-h/DSC_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S6dTG0sj8qI/AAAAAAAAAN8/yHOPE8dkyag/s320/DSC_0170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451417250645144226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our guide Hayat, in the green, invited us to her house for tea.  We had a lot of laughs with Zourk, our driver.  He spoke only French and Berber, but sometimes when I tried my little bit of French with him, he would answer back in Berber and laugh at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-8774303679917931861?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/NJwadrtr3c8/back-from-morocco.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LkYZPKS2en0/S6dTGUxBRxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9W6V-8ystUk/s72-c/DSC_0511.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-from-morocco.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-3674171447289182690</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Feb 2010 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-24T19:54:29.018-06:00</atom:updated><title>Adoption Final: Ashley is Ours Forever</title><description>Today our little Ashley Angel becomes a Mosley.  Two years ago Brian and I become foster parents and knew that our family would look a little less traditional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley was born September 5, 2008 and came to our home straight from the hospital 2 days later.  We didn't know at the time if she would be with us for 2 weeks, 2 months or forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the courthouse today the judge made the adoption final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;She has her mom's brown hair.&lt;br /&gt;She has her dad's blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;She has her big sister's love for talking.&lt;br /&gt;She has her big brother's love for laughing.&lt;br /&gt;She is ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now we haven't been able to post any pictures ... so let me take 4 minutes to introduce you to the newest member of our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sJBJothAonc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sJBJothAonc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-3674171447289182690?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/A1h9gtKdy0U/adoption-final-ashley-is-ours-forever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Brian Mosley)</author><thr:total>11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/adoption-final-ashley-is-ours-forever.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-6846868811490339937</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Jan 2010 20:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-01T14:10:45.448-06:00</atom:updated><title>10 Year Wedding Anniversary</title><description>The world waited with anticipation for the date January 1, 2000.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer crashes?  Terrorism?   Food and water shortages?  Electrical failure?  Anarchy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were eager too.  It was our wedding day and we weren't going to let anything stop it.  We survived Y2K and 10 amazing years since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Eh3z83o4mU4/Sz5WmPn1plI/AAAAAAAACsY/37z14wNCgdo/s1600-h/Brian1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Eh3z83o4mU4/Sz5WmPn1plI/AAAAAAAACsY/37z14wNCgdo/s400/Brian1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421866216429299282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-6846868811490339937?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/RWVoa2qxuF0/10-year-wedding-anniversary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Brian Mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Eh3z83o4mU4/Sz5WmPn1plI/AAAAAAAACsY/37z14wNCgdo/s72-c/Brian1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-year-wedding-anniversary.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-407196037228453521</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 21:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-12T16:03:39.972-06:00</atom:updated><title>Pirate and Ballerina</title><description>Tonight Abby is performing in the Nutcracker.  So, for the first time she is wearing make-up.  Grant didn't want to miss out on the action, so he donned his pirate patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Eh3z83o4mU4/SyQTCxszpqI/AAAAAAAACsQ/yIWdKkd5pdM/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Eh3z83o4mU4/SyQTCxszpqI/AAAAAAAACsQ/yIWdKkd5pdM/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414473590428116642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Eh3z83o4mU4/SyQTCUrY7jI/AAAAAAAACsI/39WlK2SFZhc/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Eh3z83o4mU4/SyQTCUrY7jI/AAAAAAAACsI/39WlK2SFZhc/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414473582637542962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-407196037228453521?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/aQl6QQXj-FY/pirate-and-ballerina.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Brian Mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Eh3z83o4mU4/SyQTCxszpqI/AAAAAAAACsQ/yIWdKkd5pdM/s72-c/DSC_0003.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/pirate-and-ballerina.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-4028360832445496227</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 01:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-09T19:06:10.347-06:00</atom:updated><title>Merry Chrithmath</title><description>At this rate Abby won't have any teeth by January 1.  The Tooth Fairy will be making another visit on this cold winter night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Eh3z83o4mU4/SyBJTQhEicI/AAAAAAAACsA/ckqXdmUR2Mc/s1600-h/tooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Eh3z83o4mU4/SyBJTQhEicI/AAAAAAAACsA/ckqXdmUR2Mc/s400/tooth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413407347299355074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-4028360832445496227?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/kIIftq5XYiA/merry-chrithmath.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Brian Mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Eh3z83o4mU4/SyBJTQhEicI/AAAAAAAACsA/ckqXdmUR2Mc/s72-c/tooth.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-chrithmath.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-2964814839062149332</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 14:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-07T08:24:50.292-06:00</atom:updated><title>A Great Team</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Eh3z83o4mU4/Sx0QFfRKGBI/AAAAAAAACr4/JWlJKyZVk34/s1600-h/DSC_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Eh3z83o4mU4/Sx0QFfRKGBI/AAAAAAAACr4/JWlJKyZVk34/s400/DSC_0056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412500013648058386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night Julie and I hosted the product development team over to our house for a Christmas celebration.  It's become tradition to have the team over for Christmas and also in the summer for burgers.  It's fun to hang out with all the spouses and kids too.  10 of the 13 kids running around the house were born since people joined the team.  And there are 3 more babies on the way!  We have celebrated many weddings and births over the years (and in that order too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys pour their creativity into the videos production, writing and graphic design that is behind everything that Bluefish TV and The RightNow Campaign create.  A very talented and passionate group.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25554554-2964814839062149332?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/X52kM17ZnEs/great-team.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Brian Mosley)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Eh3z83o4mU4/Sx0QFfRKGBI/AAAAAAAACr4/JWlJKyZVk34/s72-c/DSC_0056.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/great-team.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25554554.post-1565998131955817177</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 14:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-02T09:15:25.141-06:00</atom:updated><title>Proud of Brian</title><description>I am so thankful for Brian; he's a caring father and a great leader for our family to follow Christ.  He's also an ambitious leader at his work.  When I say ambitious, I don't mean in a way to make his name great or to make his company's name great.  Brian and his team encourage others to serve God with their whole lives through live events and video products.  And this is ambitious to me.  Everyday we are thankful for his job that allows him to use his gifts to serve God.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two weeks ago, the Board of Directors announced that Brian is now the President of Bluefish TV and The RightNow Campaign.  It is one more big thing to we are thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can read this press release &lt;a href="http://www.prweb.com/releases/2009/12/prweb3255174.htm"&gt;here&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/25554554-1565998131955817177?l=themosleyfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MosleyFamily/~3/vNVKQ1t-CI0/proud-of-brian.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (julie mosley)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://themosleyfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/proud-of-brian.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

