<?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-36610435</id><updated>2026-03-31T17:31:08.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best of Times</title><subtitle type='html'>In December of 1997 D &amp; M began their life of fun times together. In the first 8 years of marriage we thoroughly enjoyed travel, friends, family &amp; each other. In 2005 we were blessed to have a baby. We had little C in late Sept. She is our smile!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>451</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-734780326333983205</id><published>2009-10-10T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T20:07:51.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow-It&#39;s been FOREVER</title><summary type="text">So a LOT has happened in our lives the past several months.In April David went full-time at Westerville Christian. We LOVE LOVE LOVE this church and feel more at home here than at any other church we&#39;ve been at...it&#39;s a wonderful feeling.We had our saddest time as a family when David&#39;s dad passed away in June. It&#39;s just not the same without him - we miss him badly. Cara talks about him from time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/734780326333983205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/734780326333983205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/734780326333983205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/734780326333983205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow-its-been-forever.html' title='Wow-It&#39;s been FOREVER'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-1629002692349871255</id><published>2009-03-11T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:48:11.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Qute Quotes</title><summary type="text">&quot;Momma you&#39;re a monkey bar!&quot; (as she was hanging from my outstretched leg like a sleepy sloth)C:     Momma momma my fingers are BLOODING!!! LOOK they&#39;re PURPLE!Me: Honey, remember, they&#39;re not actually blooding unless there is blood coming out, you&#39;re just seeing the blood that&#39;s still under the skin.C:    Oh yeah, I forgot! :)As she was watching a coffee commercialC:     HEY! She&#39;s a GIRL! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/1629002692349871255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/1629002692349871255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/1629002692349871255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/1629002692349871255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-qute-quotes.html' title='More Qute Quotes'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-2941049534884031226</id><published>2009-03-05T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:12:20.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qute Quotes</title><summary type="text">I could quote her alllllllllllll day! She says the funniest things. Here are some of the latest that I just need to get down before we forget. Buzz Light Year is Light Buzz Year :)When she&#39;s asking a question she always says &quot;How to...&quot; instead of &quot;how do I...&quot; like she&#39;ll say, &quot;Momma, how to put the DVD in?&quot; or &quot;Momma, how to paint my nails?&quot; :)She LOVES having her nails painted btw...she&#39;s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/2941049534884031226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/2941049534884031226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/2941049534884031226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/2941049534884031226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/03/qute-quotes.html' title='Qute Quotes'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghQvVxb6jcMYLAc-b17wppbVNIjzABBvHT4fPdBSNvtm3OZ7p5dIfuCu4Yf9ZH2-HqfNazw6MK5FvuFRJhEGsCRpP1bTLPUaqTO3SbbtHOQZlOGqPfdVgq25oSDW6oWNYf0bjYtw/s72-c/1+year+091.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-5329587891983175817</id><published>2009-03-04T17:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:23:02.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Time</title><summary type="text">C wrote some stories today as she read to her bear, Pearl (give to her by Maria, named after my grandma).So she told Pearl 3 stories, I wish you could hear her tell them...she had pretend books that she pretended to read as she made up the stories below...one of them she did get distracted with and switched gears. The one about Russell is a fun book we have about a sheep named Russell that she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/5329587891983175817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/5329587891983175817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/5329587891983175817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/5329587891983175817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/03/story-time.html' title='Story Time'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-3824519793929160414</id><published>2009-03-02T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:23:57.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me...in C&#39;s Eyes :)</title><summary type="text">This is a cute interview for children to see what they think of mommy. :)1. What is something mom always says to you? &quot;Mmmm....member umm I was in trouble in bed and I did that big big time out momma? Member that?&quot;2. What makes mom happy? &quot;Me&quot;3. What makes mom sad? &quot;I don&#39;t know.&quot;4. How does your mom make you laugh? &quot;When you tickle me.&quot;5. What was your mom like as a child? &quot;Umm no.&quot;6. How old is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/3824519793929160414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/3824519793929160414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/3824519793929160414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/3824519793929160414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/03/mein-cs-eyes.html' title='Me...in C&#39;s Eyes :)'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-5085173491662918482</id><published>2009-03-01T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:59:40.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Conversation</title><summary type="text">For some reason we were talking about paradise, I can&#39;t remember why but the word came up in the car the other day and led to the following discussion about Heaven.C: So Heaven is par-dice?Me: It sure is, everything is perfect there and no one will have any boo-boos or be sad ever!C: Wow. Jesus live in heaven?Me: Yep, He sure does.C: Bup (that&#39;s how she says but) is Jesus in the car with us?Me: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/5085173491662918482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/5085173491662918482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/5085173491662918482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/5085173491662918482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/03/conversation.html' title='Car Conversation'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-1722764256022829456</id><published>2009-02-27T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:22:58.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit with Grandma &amp; Grandpa</title><summary type="text">C loves to visit Grandma and Grandpa (and their cat...even though we rarely get a glimpse of Whiskers-she&#39;s been skittish every since D stepped on her a few years ago lol). We went recently and spent the day with them, here are some of my favorite pictures of the day. Whiskers came out and visited with us more than she ever has! Usually we have to go on a Whiskers-hunt and find her under the bed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/1722764256022829456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/1722764256022829456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/1722764256022829456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/1722764256022829456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/02/visit-with-grandma-grandpa.html' title='A Visit with Grandma &amp; Grandpa'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-8496452638161758244</id><published>2009-02-27T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T07:32:46.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qute Quotes</title><summary type="text">Some nights I go in and sing hymns to C when she can&#39;t get to sleep. It&#39;s a favorite time for both of us, the other night I was laying in her bed singing and asked her which one she wanted me to sing. She said, &quot;A friend momma, a friend in Heaven one.&quot; ... aka ... what a friend we have in Jesus. Then later, &quot;It&#39;s called a hymn momma...How Great.&quot; aka How Great Thou Art.She prays for her Grandpa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/8496452638161758244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/8496452638161758244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/8496452638161758244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/8496452638161758244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/02/qute-quotes.html' title='Qute Quotes'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-6384222010883348111</id><published>2009-02-19T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:08:58.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From a Prayer to a Family</title><summary type="text">A year ago today we were praying for my sister and her husband as they were in Colombia picking up their children. They came home with our family and it has been one amazing year! They&#39;ve gone from speaking Spanish to speaking and even reading English. They&#39;ve both had first birthday parties, first Christmas, first prayers and first understanding of Jesus. First fun dip, first pop rocks, first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/6384222010883348111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/6384222010883348111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/6384222010883348111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/6384222010883348111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/02/from-prayer-to-family.html' title='From a Prayer to a Family'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9f5U_tyM37-mayeXcAP36okem2NQ9-kPQCmD82auBJAh2sKsx_OuS-fqtLmUlf2xOI7CftKAvQCHPg2-6fH1FL8iiVtfRn1Ja28bd4gIJNU_RnAYL5dVgoGKrmc4qFHLz-8hD4g/s72-c/1+year+169.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-7062090511009370330</id><published>2009-02-19T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:42:07.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Chef</title><summary type="text">C LOVES to cook. From a very young age she&#39;s been standing on a chair next to me &quot;cooking&quot; (aka stirring water and some spices in a bowl and lately transferring the water from one bowl to another with my baster. :) Lately I&#39;ve been giving her a little more freedom in the kitchen. She&#39;s a big girl now and has done very well with responsibility and being careful and respecting the kitchen. She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/7062090511009370330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/7062090511009370330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/7062090511009370330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/7062090511009370330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-little-chef.html' title='Our Little Chef'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEQX_VyxqKG9bLNBjnxR9MnfiI4aJ63fi9VzDD9qQ6Bb-rJr0PxkJtcbX2EnuWNcawWmR6YdrHtX-klyH-uXoqGcCKVlmAPUifqSwNhJKRNuSkkE2S25tPYL4zuyd5HabiwRQPcA/s72-c/1+year+032.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-3146877596350201619</id><published>2009-02-19T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:17:25.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY a Nice Day!</title><summary type="text">  Well we finally had some &quot;warm&quot; weather. By warm I mean upper 40s low 50s one day, then it did actually get up to 60 the next. We headed straight to the park of course! Oh how we miss the park! :) She wanted to go to the tire swing park so that&#39;s we headed there for some good times! She loves the tire swing. And loves to get &quot;bizzy&quot; on it. :) The first day we went I took the camera and for some</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/3146877596350201619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/3146877596350201619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/3146877596350201619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/3146877596350201619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally-nice-day.html' title='FINALLY a Nice Day!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4sexvGA0sY_WEu_qPD-Y9xNUytVwqt4WqVjO1mr5slM4sQQPiT3LUlB2MZkGQxngGZ-ZDuhSc1CqoTHQP_9oVFZ_jBfbCkGwomdWsX6m7NlvR6ifGFXlhfhpm4JRMc0rCywuCoQ/s72-c/1+year+007.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-2068893544059142904</id><published>2009-02-19T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:28:38.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Posts</title><summary type="text">Deciding to let the pictures tell a thousand words as I try to catch up. :) Just going to try to get some tidbits on here of the last few weeks. :) Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. :) We missed the snow so we crumbled up some packaging styrofoam and made our own. :) We made snow angels too. :) Sure it was a mess but as C says, &quot;Yeah, we&#39;ll just shark it up.&quot; She LOVES using the Shark these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/2068893544059142904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/2068893544059142904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/2068893544059142904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/2068893544059142904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/02/short-posts.html' title='Short Posts'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZQYPLTLgd2jIBT8w9V6Co8zEIu3RXzq9QJfWfZkkArLxuJbEAFrnAzeYgPUOb2gIzkTIMtE1haUehcLC8IUV0CpAxnDPlnNmi7LVT9xVGUpGgNoMfiKML7BBP82oXba4ZgpN92Q/s72-c/1+year+117.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-2197650026616101416</id><published>2009-02-13T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T16:12:10.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Catching Up</title><summary type="text">I think I&#39;ll be catching up for several weeks. lol Here are some pics from Christmas, more to come.While we were at D&#39;s parents for Christmas we got some pictures taken of all of the kids (D &amp;amp; his brothers/sister) and their parents. We also took some of ALL of the cousins - it is SOOO rare to get all of them in one room! C wasn&#39;t thrilled to be with a bunch of people she didn&#39;t know (as you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/2197650026616101416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/2197650026616101416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/2197650026616101416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/2197650026616101416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/02/still-catching-up.html' title='Still Catching Up'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjOlgFFie1ZIJP-8ATTkexwkpkaJZ-aeOc8W15ni-ynVq9QSWGCcWA2u8a98vQ980tl_zpL9PBW0AQjfqBTDXNev9Dphw8hFreA5IFKDEvDkCubClUUfEfI7kd9dVBhQXqQNx4rg/s72-c/new+pics+376.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-4928664250017287658</id><published>2009-02-12T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:08:02.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my, I am sooooo behind!</title><summary type="text">I&#39;m so behind it&#39;s not even funny....sooooo many pictures to share....soooo many stories to tell. I&#39;m just going to do one post right now and upload a some pics and tell some brief stories before all is lost from the last few months. :) :) (I blame WordTwist) :)So behind...this first set is from this summer...late summer but still. :) Bob &amp;amp; Larry came to visit the local Bible Bookstore and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/4928664250017287658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/4928664250017287658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/4928664250017287658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/4928664250017287658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-my-i-am-sooooo-behind.html' title='Oh my, I am sooooo behind!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyMzUy-kP4_aU6mnKhTBCQTeiMmOUc7m_lILiWBhpH9XYMtnfDVisoRVGYFadSUr1qgkcv1DUuFn1aMVvRVbxqOxer0Ipw2vFsDCHlfeyWjY4kdqLH78ACWByEARNzhoj2EkvUzQ/s72-c/Cara&#39;s+Fish+656.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-1903093059426910459</id><published>2009-02-12T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:55:22.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things She Says</title><summary type="text">We are just adoring C these days. She has been saying and seeing some of the cutest and most precious things. Just now she called me back to her room to find her poodle that she wants to sleep with and before I left she said, &quot;Momma will you pray for me?&quot; I said, &quot;Sure sweetie, what do you want me to pray for?&quot; She said, &quot;That I will sleep good.&quot; So I prayed for her and for her to have a peaceful</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/1903093059426910459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/1903093059426910459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/1903093059426910459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/1903093059426910459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-she-says.html' title='The Things She Says'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-6513638547192325793</id><published>2009-01-10T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T17:33:38.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation</title><summary type="text">C: Momma, I have an idea...you should spank softer so then it won&#39;t hurt me!(This conversation came a few weeks ago after she literally got spanked 4 times in one night as she not only refused to go to bed but held out her hand and said NO! I WAKING UP NOW!) I&#39;m pretty sure she hadn&#39;t had 4 spankings all year...totally not like her to be so strong willed.Me: Well, if they didn&#39;t hurt then it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/6513638547192325793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/6513638547192325793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/6513638547192325793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/6513638547192325793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/01/conversation.html' title='Conversation'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-7524023950122110630</id><published>2009-01-09T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:49:53.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My &quot;Baby&quot;</title><summary type="text">Her daddy...whom she adores. :)Her drawing of a &quot;Surfing girl&quot; totally came up with it on her own, draws her all the time now.A fun sticker morning together. :)One of her favorite words to write.She&#39;s 3...I know, this is MONTHS late but my baby girl is 3. Tonight I had one of those moments...and it&#39;s kind of fun b/c this is the date she was conceived three years ago! Anyway, she was having a hard</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/7524023950122110630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/7524023950122110630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/7524023950122110630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/7524023950122110630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-baby.html' title='My &quot;Baby&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH7GV43qMoI8br84uH9OhgFldiAryz27Pa-YX5WPqPT85nLm1Y70DGvIhc9edLSFUA3exw88iKL9raapj34OZfaDA6itA5_GO-adDC3MF6a6gwAUVw_5QIU9Mytm5-4EZ29NI6rA/s72-c/ebay+377.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-3938826420442688120</id><published>2008-12-25T18:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:15:20.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Blue After She Kicked Johan Tonight &amp; Was Punished</title><summary type="text">C: Jesus &amp;amp; God are mad at me when I kick people and throw fits?Me: Honey, once you apologize you are forgiven, Jesus &amp;amp; God forgive you when you say you&#39;re sorry.C: GASP They DO!?Me: Yes. (then I explained grace and forgiveness and that Jesus was born but then after he grew up he died on the cross for us)C: GASP He DIED?!?!? How did they died? (talking about Jesus-sometimes she plurals her</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/3938826420442688120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/3938826420442688120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/3938826420442688120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/3938826420442688120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2008/12/out-of-blue-after-she-kicked-johan.html' title='Out of the Blue After She Kicked Johan Tonight &amp; Was Punished'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-3931769921197952620</id><published>2008-12-05T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:37:06.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>90-90</title><summary type="text">Well, most of you won&#39;t get this but in our little Ohio clan (me, D, Lynn &amp;amp; Trevor) we have a 90-90 joke. Once Lynn was telling us what the temperature was going to be and she said, &quot;90...as if she was going to say 90 to 92 but instead said, &quot;90...pause...90.&quot; :) So we call any moment similar a 90-90 moment...when you really should think before you speak. :)C had one of those tonight, it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/3931769921197952620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/3931769921197952620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/3931769921197952620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/3931769921197952620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2008/12/90-90.html' title='90-90'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-991595634087112392</id><published>2008-11-29T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:16:47.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick Nischan</title><summary type="text">Just letting everyone know that Nick Nischan passed away today.  He was 13, battled cancer since he was just 7.I really have no words to express how sad my heart is for this family...please keep them in your prayers.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/991595634087112392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/991595634087112392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/991595634087112392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/991595634087112392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2008/11/nick-nischan.html' title='Nick Nischan'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-1784911406513394119</id><published>2008-11-18T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T19:22:48.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Night After A Long Day</title><summary type="text">We had a long day. C was up at 7:30...she NEVER gets up that early, then we were picking up Johan &amp;amp; Dayana today so that meant no nap...by 5 she was all done and just tender, cranky and needing to sleep. When she&#39;s like that, of course, it effects our day and my mood and I was tired too...D had worked all day until 5ish and by the time he got home we just both needed a break. She just needed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/1784911406513394119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/1784911406513394119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/1784911406513394119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/1784911406513394119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-talk-tonight.html' title='Sweet Night After A Long Day'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-639743825894434950</id><published>2008-11-11T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:19:36.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Day Today</title><summary type="text">Just thought this would make a fun pic...and it did. :)We just had fun today. We have a chalkboard now that C likes to write on. She can write anything when I give her a sample but she can write Mom, Dad, Hi and Cara without thinking about it. :) I have a picture of her writing her name and usually I don&#39;t put her name on here but am just this once. :) She can read dog, dad, mom, cat, &amp;amp; hi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/639743825894434950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/639743825894434950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/639743825894434950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/639743825894434950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-day-today.html' title='Fun Day Today'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG5zKlo9d02ZGgh5aar2rUH_6fNZ32vJ9FOrEdBdUJ7E4cnYymyGd1GC6tHYDRx4VQrwQ3VhvmStoIRnw10fUXeqtbmmVxqPbTQYO7o8OoYIUlSZSHq-MhayFaZqGRggTPzCxG0Q/s72-c/Trick+or+Treat+183.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-1739569391930566832</id><published>2008-11-09T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:47:49.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Fun</title><summary type="text"> LOTS of pictures...I have more to add tomorrow. Our Fall fun started with a visit to my sister Amy&#39;s house. It was a fun visit. We went to an apple orchard...which C &amp;amp; I literally hated-yuck gnats all over and in our face! BUT then the next day we went to a pumpkin patch and holy cow, it was like a pumpkin patch on steroids! This place was HUGE with tons of fun slides...they had a big slide </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/1739569391930566832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/1739569391930566832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/1739569391930566832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/1739569391930566832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2008/11/fall-fun.html' title='Fall Fun'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs7nrmL-_FvHqdM7yPISW8UASCZML5FzJHaWQRwIzBCAGZNnZXFrapt9CJS-SYKR1RGYxoVrGO6HxqgJTykNqIBFiPYuhNjYg9IZhfI8w6iEie49xZW5Y600mEkCbcFyALV574xg/s72-c/fun+137.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-6550648645690396670</id><published>2008-11-09T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:48:09.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Halloween Pics</title><summary type="text">So Halloween was fun this year. We went to Trunk or Treat at our church and Johan &amp;amp; Dayana&#39;s. Then we went trick-or-treating in Sam &amp;amp; Jeanna&#39;s neighborhood-C, David &amp;amp; Greg walked to like 10 houses and then C was done and wanted to come back and play with the kids...and of course Bondo. :) lol She was more excited about that than candy. It was fun though, she liked passing out candy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/6550648645690396670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/6550648645690396670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/6550648645690396670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/6550648645690396670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-halloween-pics.html' title='More Halloween Pics'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPzgp1AgANwsvQ_wNCAgwkXPrOS2ELQrYYHOs6l3ewp1wYURUDbhlV9vov3lo6cHZBAeCRnvl6pmZ0SE0T6_M4wAXnEbQMA_CKSKd0l9oLCosXXEgx2ipJAvlD3Zlo5RA8jFiTkg/s72-c/fun+444.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36610435.post-4957572831274758565</id><published>2008-11-07T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:49:57.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Fish Babies</title><summary type="text">We have 22 fish babies...and some of the other fish have Ick...stupid fish...they better not all die. BUT I got video of the fish being born so I&#39;ll post it soon for you to see. :) :) I know you&#39;re on the edge of your seat. C had fun watching them arrive but then after we had about 9 she said, &quot;Oh, I want to hold them!!!&quot; lol :) She kept wanting me to get them out for her to hold. I kept </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/feeds/4957572831274758565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/36610435/4957572831274758565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/4957572831274758565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36610435/posts/default/4957572831274758565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmacab97.blogspot.com/2008/11/22-fish-babies.html' title='22 Fish Babies'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>